"Master, are you still satisfied with my gift?" Ji Fangling asked with a seductive and enticing smile.
Su Hang nodded.
"Then can I be spared from the beating I'm due?" Ji Fangling's smile carried a hint of sycophancy; she knew Su Hang would certainly test her as well.
"Hehe..." Su Hang grinned and shook his head, "In consideration of your filial devotion to me, I'll give you three moves. If you manage to tear my clothes within three moves, you can consider yourself spared from the beating."
Ji Fangling extended her hands, which were covered with a faint layer of white scales that morphed into dragon claws, and shouted, "Watch my Dragon Claw Technique, Shadow Capture Style!"
She struck out with both claws alternately, fierce and swift, stirring the air with a whooshing sound, so fast it seemed she could really catch a shadow.
Su Hang kept his feet steady, subtly shifting and tilting his body to easily dodge Ji Fangling's dual claw strikes.
