Chapter 5258

After steadying his body, Preston's face color changed from a sick green to pale white as he stared at Darryl. His eyes were full of disbelief. 'That…that is impossible. He is still so young. How can he have such high attainments in his swordsmanship?'

Preston had expended half of his internal energy on that attack, but Darryl easily defeated it. The most offensive aspect was Darryl's weapon, a wooden stick. He would be the laughingstock of the cultivators if they knew a Saber Saint like him was defeated by a man wielding a wooden stick.

Just when Preston was in a rage, Lindsey clapped her hands and cheered for Darryl. "Wow… Brother Darryl, your swordsmanship is brilliant! Can you teach me?"

A child would only speak their mind. Lindsey was only 12 or 13 years old. She did not know that many people in the world of cultivators treated their ultimate techniques as a secret, especially those ultimate techniques that could help save lives during critical moments. They would never disclos