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In a private courtyard within the Weapon Casting Hall's residence, Xu Yunfan was practicing the Tendon Stretching Skill for his Flying Leg technique on the Refined Iron Stakes. His bare legs were a mass of bulging, knotted veins when Zhan Yan arrived with news of the True Inheritance Ceremony, which was to be held in three months.
Each Bouncing Leg kick tore through the air with a sharp whistle, the taut tendons in his ankles looking like two tightly wound bullwhips.
"Master, you don't have to worry. As long as..."
As Xu Yunfan spoke, he raised one leg high, his calf pressing against his forehead. A sound like a bowstring being plucked occasionally echoed from his legs.
He suddenly grinned, but then decided it was best not to speak too absolutely. He amended his statement, "If it's just those people from the Celestial Craft Cave, I'll give them a one-hand handicap."
