Little Struggle Peak, Martial Arts Arena.
Ning Zhuo and Hanzhou were sparring.
Hanzhou's fighting style was completely different from Lin Shanshan's. He fought with wide, sweeping movements, with offense occupying the majority of his focus and defense used sparingly, unless it involved protecting vital areas.
Once Hanzhou launched an attack, his offense was relentless, like icy snowstorms overwhelming the sky.
Ning Zhuo gritted his teeth and hung on, finding himself in a situation similar to his initial spars with Lin Shanshan—only able to defend, powerless to counterattack.
Hanzhou, seeing Ning Zhuo's full and tight defense, couldn't help but be astonished.
"How long has it been? Ning Zhuo has made such tremendous progress in martial arts!"
His feelings were much deeper than those of ordinary people.
Because not long ago, it was he who had challenged Ning Zhuo. In that fight, they had engaged in close combat.
