"How was it?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
Li Yuzhen hurriedly said, "Again!"
Chu Zhiyuan once again concentrated his palm force, a hand seal appeared, with two small dragons faintly visible in the palm.
This time, Li Yuzhen didn't take it directly. Her white hand pressed lightly, and a hand seal appeared in the void, colliding with Chu Zhiyuan's palm force.
"Pop."
The two hand seals collided in mid-air, like pebbles thrown into a deep well.
All around was silent, with no howling winds, no overflowing palm force.
Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.
He knew Li Yuzhen's swordsmanship was impressive, as most martial artists of the Phoenix Dynasty preferred swords.
Even the Imperial Family primarily focused on swordsmanship.
Unexpectedly, Li Yuzhen's hand skills were equally formidable.
The Heavenly Dragon Divine Palm was considered extremely yang and domineering, yet it could be neutralized like that.
This palm force was truly unusual.
"Once more."
