Ming Dongheng had witnessed Bai Lian's footwork.
Although Bai Lian usually appeared lazy and indifferent, sometimes Ming Dongheng felt she gave him even more pressure than his own teacher did.
Not to mention those few moves she executed while standing in stance, despite practicing for a long time, Ming Dongheng still hadn't achieved half of her proficiency.
His teacher was an eighth-dan, and Bai Lian, in Ming Dongheng's opinion, should also be at least eighth-dan. Perhaps her young age meant she had the ability but not the seniority, so at least she should be seventh-dan.
"Me?" As the car stopped, Bai Lian looked towards the nearby bus stop, unhurried, "Theoretically, I have eight or nine dan."
"Theoretically?" Ming Dongheng pressed a button, and the rear door automatically opened.
He didn't understand what Bai Lian meant by "theoretically."
Bai Lian got out of the car, very calmly, "Because I've never taken the test."
Ming Dongheng: "..."
