This chopping wood knife is the blade he usually uses to chop wood in the yard, or it can also be said to be a farm tool.
He has used this knife for nearly thirty years. Every time he grips this knife, it feels like an extension of his own hand, connected in heart and mind, with no barriers.
The old farmer held the chopping knife, suddenly stepping rapidly with quick, small steps, the knife's shadow like a silver streak, flashing black, chopping down towards Tao Rong's head.
At the Talent Selection Conference, Tao Rong had a fierce battle with Duan Rong, and after returning, he pondered over it for several days, breaking through to the Micro Realm.
Seeing the old farmer's downward chop, Tao Rong was shocked!
The old farmer's strange, small steps were extraordinarily fast, and that downward chop was simple and steady, without any embellishments, clearly someone of considerable skill.
Both were in the Micro Realm, and they immediately clashed together.
