Fang Xiaocao moved like lightning, launching an attack on Hot Noodles.
Today, she would teach this arrogant woman a lesson.
Hot Noodles naturally wouldn't fear Fang Xiaocao.
The time, place, and people were all on her side.
She refused to believe that her past self could defeat the her from decades in the future.
The alloy short sword in Hot Noodles' hand thrust toward Fang Xiaocao.
In the blink of an eye, the two were locked in a fierce battle.
After about a dozen rounds, Fang Xiaocao realized something was off.
It seemed every move, every action she made, was being predicted by the woman opposite her.
No matter how she attacked, she couldn't land an effective blow on her opponent.
Instead, she was constantly constrained, being overpowered by her adversary.
At the same time, Fang Xiaocao felt the opponent's moves seemed somewhat familiar.
Occasionally, she could use this familiar feeling to anticipate the opponent's moves.
