"Zhang brother, do you have any powerful martial arts here?" You Ruo leaned in and hugged Zhang Menglong's arm, rubbing her underdeveloped chest against his arm.
"Look, you gave me such a powerful cultivation technique, but if there isn't corresponding martial arts, wouldn't it be wasted? If Ruoruo runs into someone really strong in the future, she might even get robbed and killed."
"This girl, why so coquettish," Zhang Menglong immediately felt a bit helpless.
[What do you mean coquettish, today even if the Heavenly King came, she's still the good sister of the dean! Isn't she just trying to act spoiled to get some martial arts? Just give it to her!]
"Alright, alright, stop rubbing, there's none anyway, if you keep rubbing it'll turn into a washboard," Zhang Menglong really couldn't take it anymore, "Here, take it, the matching swordsmanship and palm technique, can you let go now?"
