Although Lin Chuan had seized the initiative and the upper hand, he sighed inwardly at the monotony of his combat style, which consisted of nothing more than his Flying Sword and his fists.
Occasionally, he had to resort to wind blades and fireballs to deal with low-level cultivators, which left him utterly embarrassed. It seemed imperative for him to acquire the middle-aged man's sword techniques.
If the middle-aged man had known that Lin Chuan was still coveting his sword techniques despite having all the advantages, he might have burst into tears.
Chapter 364