"How about you switch to a different Martial Art? We're fighting so fast, I'm getting tired."
Zhao Rui said, trying to coax him.
"You're tired too?"
Luo Yongxiang was taken aback.
"Of course I'm tired. If your Martial Arts weren't so advanced, would I need to be this fast?"
Zhao Rui said, shaking his head.
"Then let's switch to another Martial Art and take it slow?"
"Sure!"
Zhao Rui nodded with a smile.
Arhat Tiger Fist.
"Change it."
"Why?"
"I don't like it. It's easy to fight too fast with that one."
Eight Trigrams Palm.
"Change it. I don't like to gossip!"
"..."
After a moment, the system's notification sound finally echoed in Zhao Rui's mind.
"Discoverable Martial Art: Mandarin Duck Leg. Replicate?"
'Replicate!'
'This guy just switches Martial Arts whenever he's asked. Don't tell me he's a walking encyclopedia of Martial Arts, just like that Fu Shaohu?'
