But this Golden Needle is really too heavy. The strength Song Xiaodong currently has is not enough to accurately throw this Golden Needle, even though its power is significant. So, more practice is needed.
Song Xiaodong had a metal plate brought into the Alchemy Room, leaned vertically against one side of the wall, while he stood on the other side, practicing throwing the Golden Needle.
"Swish!"
"Clang!"
"Swish!"
"Clang!"
The Golden Needle tore through the air with a sharp whistle, then smashed into the metal plate, making a sound like a gong. Song Xiaodong stepped forward again, pulled the Golden Needle out from the plate, then walked back to his spot and threw the Golden Needle at the plate like a dart.
Miao Qingqing, Miao Xuanxuan, and Li Sijie all came downstairs upon hearing the noise, seeing Song Xiaodong practicing his skills.
"What are you doing, making such a ruckus?"
"Swish!"
"Clang!"
