"...This attack style, why does it seem familiar?"
As a second-year student in the "proactively striving" group and a volunteer helper in this exam, "Golden Sand" Hua Xueyi naturally came to help.
Seeing the "tentacle attack" on the screen, she fell into deep thought.
"Eh? Hua senior sister, isn't this your 'Rock and Roll Joy'?"
Her fellow friend, pointing at the full-screen whipping "tyranny" in the screen, asked.
It seemed that not only was she the one who had a familiar feeling.
Hua Xueyi put down the work in her hands, carefully observed it, and finally shook her head.
"....No, if it were me, I wouldn't waste any effort, and every whip would aim for a result. This seems to have amazing power, but it actually wastes most of the effort, it's too scattered. Well, considering that it's not his own effort, it's not wrong, it's just..."
Hua Xueyi didn't finish the rest of her sentence, but the answer was already in her heart.
