Unable to communicate, the only option was to confront head-on.
With a handy weapon, Ye Zhi was undoubtedly like a tiger with wings, her movements no longer a mere dodge. She wielded the long stick like a spear, thrusting, stabbing, striking, crashing, entangling, circling, and blocking with great skill~
Finally, Ye Zhi shouted, "With the spear held horizontally, flowers fall like rain, the pine wind chasing the moon accompanies me."
The spear crashed forward, striking the shoulder of the girl in the light green dress.
The girl retreated a few steps, clutching her aching shoulder and cursing angrily, "You little thief, since you dare to hit me, I will skin you alive today, I will kill you."
The sharp, ear-piercing voice showed she had lost her sanity.
Ye Zhi smiled at her opponent, lightly tapping her toes, leaping from the roof and gracefully landing on a nearby pagoda tree: "Weren't you very arrogant just now? Does it hurt? Meddle again, and I won't spare you."
