Xuan Yuan Che relaxed his clenched fists and stared at Liu Yue in shock. What kind of fighting skill is that? Movements so perfect, so calculated. How was it possible to execute such precise moves, dodging so many attacks, without any wasted motions but with such a slow movement speed?
Even before he could finish this line of thought, Liu Yue had suddenly returned back to his side and stood casually, brushing her sleeves.