Crack! Crack! Crack!
Li Zheng's arm muscles and bones made a series of explosive sounds. With an incomparable force, he channeled it into the deep-fried dough stick, meeting Zhan Zhouzhou's dough stick head-on with a crushing momentum.
Bang!
With a dull thud, both dough sticks exploded simultaneously, turning into snowflake-like pieces that scattered around the two.
"What great swordsmanship!" Zhan Zhouzhou praised.
Li Zheng replied casually, "You're not bad either..."
It was only after he spoke that he realized Zhan Zhouzhou was praising swordsmanship, which was their family's specialty... By responding like that, wasn't he just echoing her praise of the Zhan family swordsmanship, while neglecting his own efforts?
"How did you suddenly enlighten?" Zhan Zhouzhou brushed off some remaining grease from her hands, her cold demeanor quickly fading to normal, "I remember the last time I saw you use Passing Swift, it was far more clumsy than today's move."
