Zi Ruo had not expected Lin Zhenghui's strength to be so formidable, seemingly exceeding the imagination of her and her fellow senior sisters.
During these days of sparring with Lin Zhenghui, she was now exhibiting her full potential in her exchange with the old Taoist, employing a series of continuous attacks and not giving him the slightest chance to counterattack.
"Bang bang bang bang..." Among the thirty-odd afterimages, a few always managed to kick the old Taoist.
The majority of the kick shadows were deflected by him.
But this did not mean Lin Zhenghui would stop there. To use the old Taoist's own words, "even when a lion fights a rabbit, it uses all its might."
As long as he hadn't fallen, hadn't called a halt.
Lin Zhenghui took the opportunity to press the attack, never allowing him a chance to catch his breath, utilizing his full range of punches, palms, kicks, and leg techniques.
"Boom..." A loud noise erupted.
