Xiya's slender arm, wrapped in black semi-translucent cold-weather gear, tensed as she exerted herself, forming a striking contrast with Du Lingxuan's arm clad in white tights. Du Lingxuan's arm was visibly a little stronger—or rather, fuller and more fleshed out. Although Xiya was also on the fuller side for her build, the difference in height created a different impression. Still, both could be considered the slender type, unlike Mentor Cheng Yu, whom Jiang Han had once seen. Cheng Yu's figure was downright terrifyingly good.
Another example was Olivia. Though the big boss cat was lazy as hell, her figure was genuinely astounding—so much so that Jiang Han could not resist touching her little belly during body sculpting.
Histeria had clearly already used all her strength.
Crack, clack...
Several cracks appeared in the stump stools the two were sitting on. They looked like wooden stumps, but beneath the wooden lid was soft cotton whose firmness could be adjusted at any time. Ms. Lu Jieshan, who was watching the show nearby, cast a repair spell to fix the stools and prevent an accident.
—Not that it would be dangerous, but it could make a witch's career disappear for a month... Just imagine the stump splitting apart and someone sitting straight down into it. It would probably go puli puli.
Both their faces had turned red. Holding their breath, they strained with all their might, displaying the brute force and dominance of Giant Cat Lamp strength. Although the Pharaoh Giant Cat was relatively weaker, Xiya's reserves of magic power were clearly a hair stronger than Du Lingxuan's. At their level, even a tiny edge brought a terrifying boost, and becoming a Giant Cat Lamp witch also correspondingly enhanced one's physical qualities.
With the two evenly matched, this actually counted as a rare fair