Song Xiaodong stood three meters in front of Chu Xianling and said, "I also ask for Miss Xianling's guidance."
Yang Yushi did not follow them but sat on a bench at the side, watching the two intently, her thoughts unknown.
Chu Xianling and Song Xiaodong were both silent, quietly observing each other, yet a stream of air gradually formed around them. If a master looked closely, they would see the dust swirling with the stream around them.
"Mr. Song is indeed a master, so I shall be impolite," Chu Xianling knew Song Xiaodong, as a man, would not make the first move. With a call, she raised her palm and slowly struck toward Song Xiaodong.
Although this palm strike was slow and simple, in Song Xiaodong's eyes, it was incredibly profound. No matter how he tried to dodge, he couldn't avoid the opponent's follow-up moves and would end up in a passive position.
Song Xiaodong realized that Chu Xianling was testing the difference in their True Qi.
