Yao Yuan stood in front of a wooden stake, and stretched his left foot forward. He grabbed his left ankle with his left hand before bending his right knee. With his body curved, his back was bent like a bow, emitting faint sounds.
This posture looked very weird, but it gave the impression of a bow being pulled. Yao Yuan’s right fist, by his waist, was just like the arrow on the bow!
Suddenly, Yao Yuan moved!
His body straightened suddenly.
“Bam––”