The sun was still so bright, shining slantingly into the valley. There were many trees in the valley and their branches were thick and leafy, almost blocking all the sunlight. A gray figure suddenly jumped from the ground to the tree trunk, kicked his right foot on the tree trunk, and flew upwards diagonally backwards. The long sword in his hand was swung rapidly, and the steel sword could be heard continuously making a sound like a silver bell trembling. When the gray figure landed, there was suddenly more sunlight hitting the ground, and then there was a burst of leaves falling from the branches. The young man in gray clothes had electric eyes and a stern expression.
