As he spoke, he turned and hurled a punch.
In an instant, wind howled across the entire arena, setting every nerve on edge. And this was no ordinary wind-it was more like a barrage of knives.
Geng Shu stood where she was without moving. As those winds swept past her, she remained utterly unmoved.
"That's it? I told you, there's no need to put on that hypocritical act. Whatever you've got, just use it."
Nan Guwei wasn't actually fooling around. It was mainly that what this woman had said at the start made him feel she probably had something up her sleeve.
So he wanted to make a little disturbance first and test her depths.
Of course, as the eldest disciple of South Red City's City Lord, he had to show at least that much grace. He couldn't go injuring her.
That was why those attacks had swept past Geng Shu.
But he hadn't expected her to remain indifferent. Even if those attacks weren't particularly impressive, they could still hurt someone.
That composure was nothing like an ordinary Martial Master's!
She seemed more like someone concealing her true strength, deliberately putting on an air of reserve in front of him.
"Looks like you do have something. I completely underestimated you," Nan Guwei said. "I thought you really only won by relying on that technique."
Geng Shu frowned. Had someone already seen through Tender as Water?
But on second thought, that didn't seem right.
Had Tender as Water ever appeared before? The old man had said it hadn't.
"Don't look so surprised. You've used it so many times, miss. Someone was bound to figure it out!" he said with a smile. "Seeing how surprised you are now, I think my guess was right."
"I suspect you're hiding something besides that technique.