"Li Pingyi, who taught you your Qingfeng First Form? It's a complete dog's breakfast..." Zhao Jinlou crossed his arms, his brow furrowed into a deep frown. He stared straight at Li Pingyi, his eyes filled with a mixture of exasperation and disappointment.
He took a large step forward, his fingers tracing the movement of a sword form in the air as his voice suddenly rose. "Circle near the blade! Near the blade! Not the hilt!"
"Jingui, what are you laughing at? You aren't much better..."
Chapter 113