Then, Zhao Yuexin finally broke the silence, her voice taking on a new quality, shifting from warning to a more rigorous, almost clinical analysis. She had clearly been replaying their earlier confrontation in her mind.
"You're a chameleon," she stated, her voice steady and clear, carrying no trace of admiration. "Every single time I thought I had managed to lock onto your rhythm, to truly understand the flow of your movements, you shifted, changing your tempo and approach in ways that defied immediate analysis. That particular strike you used against the serpent just now wasn't reflective of your true power—it was simply the bare minimum effort needed to secure the win, nothing more. It's strikingly obvious you're deliberately hiding more than half of your actual strength from view."
