Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon (Part 1)

　　After missing my first attack, I struck again. When the shadow of my pole appeared overhead, he immediately turned and moved. He seemed to have some metal object on him that jingled whenever he moved. However, he moved unbelievably fast. My swing was very swift, but to my surprise, I missed. He was much more agile than Jin w.a.n.gsun, who exchanged blows head on.

　　From the rear, Jin w.a.n.gsun shouted, "Big Cat, your sudden appearance didn't frighten Her H-, her, right?"

　　The owner of the dark silhouette shook his head, "No."

　　I laughed, "What sort of monster are you? Show yourself!"

　　I swung down at his head as my last swing. The wind blast produced from my swing evidently affected his movement.

　　He punched upward to meet with the pole coming down. He was abnormally strong. He was almost able to bend the pole with his punch. The strength of his punch didn't come from internal energy, but pure arm brute strength. It was clear that he had mastered an outer style, which allows him to strike swift as lightning and generate tremendous power.

　　However, the strength between an outer style and an inner style can't be compared. My swing pushed him back in spite of his effort. When he gradually lost his ability to support himself, I felt my pole tilt a little. To the side was Jin w.a.n.gsun, who held King Kong Sabre in his right hand while drawing a circle with his left hand. I had no clue what he was up to, but the circle he drew generated a suction force. The force ended up bending my iron pole a little.

　　Taking advantage of my pole being bent, the dark silhouette popped down and deftly rolled out of the range of my pole.

　　'Eh?'

　　'Why does this palm moveset Jin w.a.n.gsun is using look so familiar?'

　　"Daluo's Empty Palms?"

　　Jin w.a.n.gsun revealed a look a proud smirk, "Realise how formidable I am now?!!"

　　He attacked with the sabre in his right hand while the dark silhouette leapt at me at the same time.

　　'How did Jin w.a.n.gsun learn Empty Palms?'

　　'He only took my Night Net Manual. Five Divine Styles Manual can't possibly be in his owners.h.i.+p.'

　　'Ah, wait… Empty Palms isn't in Night Net Manual, but I did plagiarise some parts from Empty Palms. I even wrote version 2.0, The Shoulder Belongs to Me Grand Art!!'

　　'Jin w.a.n.gsun stole my The Shoulder Belongs to Me Grand Art, and then thought he learnt Empty Palms!!'

　　'Wipe that smirk off your face! All you learnt was how to s.n.a.t.c.h shoulders at a diner!!'

　　I twirled my iron pole and ruthlessly knocked Jin w.a.n.gsun back with a swing then I threw a slanted stab - the way you'd use a spear - at the incoming dark silhouette. He was fast to react, though. He grabbed the pole with his hands, but I could permanently cripple his hands if I channelled my strength through the pole.