"What the heck? Didn't Brian just land a blow? How is that man still standing?"

"He's too fast. Brian's sword seemed to hit, but it only struck the man's afterimage."

"Damn! Who is this guy? Pulling off moves like some ghost."

The Celestial Alliance disciples were stunned to see Shadowcloak emerge unharmed.

Brian was a master martial artist, and his strikes were incredibly swift. Yet, he didn't even graze Shadowcloak, which bewildered them.

They had never witnessed such fluid movements. It was as if he was teleporting, which made it impossible to track.

"Alicia, can you decipher that elderly man's techniques?" Aurora asked with a deep frown, and her expression turned serious. She prided herself on keen observation, yet she struggled to follow Shadowcloak's movements.

"He's too fast, and I couldn't see clearly." Alicia shook her head. Then, she said somberly, "It looks like Brian has met his match today."

Even among grandmaster martial artists, there were differences in skill.