In the next moment, both left and right hands struck at the same time, engaging in a tangle.
Immediately following, it was the left and right feet.
In Duan Yun's eyes, it was as if Ziyu's left and right feet, left and right hands, were fighting each other.
If he didn't know she was mentally ill, Duan Yun might have thought she was crazy.
Watching women fight is already exciting, and watching a woman fight herself with both hands is even more thrilling, because with only one body, they're very familiar with each other's weaknesses, you could say it's mutual harm.
In the next moment, muffled groans connected into a continuous sound.
Duan Yun watched carefully, not just because watching women fight is satisfying, but because Ziyu's technique of fighting with both hands was very exquisite.
He attempted it, and even with the use of Extraordinary Wisdom, found he couldn't achieve such a degree, so he couldn't help but exclaim, "You truly are a genius."
