"Brother Zhou, what a pleasure to meet!"
Zhang Xiaotian was not annoyed but responded with a smile, clasping his fists towards Zhou Xiaotian, drawing the Yin Yang sign with his hand and assuming a posture, warmly saying, "Divine Leg Zhou, let me experience your leg technique."
Zhou Xiaotian's face was full of scorn, "I'm afraid your body won't withstand the power of my legs."
"Whether I can withstand it or not, we'll only know after we fight!"
"Seeking death!"
"Snap"
Just like that, the two of them engaged in battle. Zhou Xiaotian felt a sudden tension, knowing he had underestimated his opponent. His legs, one after another, were strong and vigorous.
However, it was as if he were hitting cotton, unable to feel the force.
The audience watched quietly, occasionally discussing, because the fighting scene was very peculiar.
"Big brother, what's with this Zhang Xiaotian? Could he be a Tai Chi Master? His moves don't seem very forceful."
