Overpowering the Qian Family

"Poison? That's about right. My divine gift is of a special type. Didn't you just look down on my low-level divine gift? Now you know how powerful it is, right? Hahaha!" Zhang Guolao used his dog-beating stick to deflect Qian Dashou's sharp sword, and jumped away as nimbly as a monkey. He said triumphantly, and finally laughed loudly, as if he was trying to make people laugh to death.
"Special divine gift? Could it be the divine gift of slowness? Damn it!" Qian Dashou's eyes bulged out, and he...