At this moment on the stage, the girl was too exhausted to stand and sat on the solid jade bricks.
Wang Ye deliberately put on a casual smile, cupped his hands, and said:
"Thank you, junior sister, for holding back, then..."
Pa——!
Before he could finish, the black-haired beauty's concealed three-section staff suddenly snapped straight, striking towards Wang Ye's face...
Off stage.
"Then I'm relieved."
Meng Chuan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling comfortable as he finally landed a hit.
Upon hearing Luo Guanyun's teasing, Zhao Shousui's face was a bit unable to keep its composure, but he still stubbornly said:
"Pah! This is Tai Chi's soft force, used in such a way to avoid injury, what do you know!"
"Is that how you use soft force? Your soft force seems a bit improper."
Seeing his disciple still acting foolishly, Zhao Shousui sighed and said:
"Wang Ye wasn't like this before, it's related to that [Cyan Netherworld Dragon Lock Body]."