In the blink of an eye as the scalpel descended, Su Junxin sighed helplessly yet with amusement.
She casually raised her hand. A circle of purple electricity quickly wrapped around the tip of her index finger. As soon as it touched Yun Yao's knife-holding right hand, it paralyzed his entire body in an instant.
He fell to the ground, his body spasming uncontrollably, staring at Su Junxin in disbelief.
Squating down, Su Junxin poked at his still baby-fat-filled cheek with her finger, laughing with ill intent, "Silly child, you may be smart, but your physical condition is weak. You didn't really think a tiny knife was enough for a counterattack, did you?"
"You, you did that on purpose! You actually tricked, tricked me!" Yun Yao stuttered, unable to speak fluently.
Su Junxin raised an eyebrow, "Yes, but I was just imitating you... What, you're angry about that?"
Yun Yao trembled for a while longer, before finally slowly stopping.
