The sensation of tentacles crawling over her body was so bizarre that she was too embarrassed to describe it to anyone else.
She was even too embarrassed to call for help, because she knew how absurd it had been for her to charge straight into the tentacles.
Only now did she suddenly understand what Huang Xing had meant.
What she had done had completely caused trouble for everyone.
Her kicks were practically powerless against the Octopus Fierce Beast. During training, she had kicked Fu You and tree trunks, and had felt like she was doing fairly well, like she had some strength. But in actual combat, what did that level of power amount to?
These Fierce Beasts were creatures that even bullets struggled to penetrate. How could her flashy, ineffective moves possibly shake them so easily?
She carefully observed Lan Lu's movements, and as she watched, a trace of longing rose in her heart.
Compared to her punches and kicks, Lan Lu's techniques were far more powerful. The ice blades could easily sever the tentacles, and whenever she dodged and shifted, the tentacles could not even get close before Lan Lu evaded them.
The tentacles that she found so difficult to deal with moved before Lan Lu like slowly wriggling maggots. Huali had been dodging for ages before the tentacles finally arrived.
Huali vaguely felt that if he completely imitated Lan Lu's movements, he might be able to reproduce them. But if he had to perform those movements from scratch, it would be almost impossible.
The movement techniques he currently knew were all far too conventional, mostly the jumping and kicking Fu You had taught him. Yet before Lan Lu, those moves looked as ridiculous as three-year-olds fighting.
His healing ability was completely useless. Once he was bound in actual