Xuanwu doesn't remember how many years no one dared to talk to him in front of him in such a tone of lessons. The last person who talked to him like this was probably his body had already turned into mud.
Ling Wu looked at Xuan Wu's palm coldly. Of course she would not take action first, but it was definitely not because of the reason she said it.
But she had to wait until Xuan Wu took action to find his flaws.
An opponent who stands still is always more terrifying than an opponent who has taken action.
Lingwu moved her body quickly. At the moment when it seemed slow but was thunder and lightning, in the eyes of others, Xuan Wu's palm seemed to attack Lingwu straight.
But Ling Wu knew that in this seemingly straight attack, Xuan Wu's attack target had changed at least fifteen directions, and Ling Wu also moved fifteen figures.
Xuan Wu's expression showed an unusual peace. Although his hands were fast, it was even more like a dance in the eyes of others, which made people want to follow him to go to this dance of death.
Her hand holding the hairpin still hung it easily on her waist, and there was no sign on her calm face. Her dodging figure seemed to dance with Xuan Wu's movements
If it weren't for those sharp eyes staring at Xuan Wu's hands, no one would have thought that two people who were dancing were actually fighting for life and death.
Anyone who makes a little mistake can only have one result - death
Lingwu's face was lightly silenced, but her eyes became more and more sharp
Every time Xuan Wu attacked like a dance, there were indeed flaws, but those flaws were covered by Xuan Wu's next attack when she wanted to do it.
Xuan Wu's seemingly slow movements completely compensated for the flaws he had exposed in the actually extremely fast changes.
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The flaw that is made up is no longer a flaw
So Lingwu can only dodge
When Lingwu was dodging to the twenty-first position, she suddenly decided something. She stopped hiding. She moved very quickly. After making a decision, her body stopped directly on the spot.