Dragon Aunt's worried eyes instantly turned to joy at this moment because this movement...
was simply remarkably standard.
There was even an indescribable rhythmic beauty to it, completely lacking the discordant feeling that usually came from forcibly twisting one's body tissue.
On Mu Fan, she saw not a trace of discordance!
"Second move, reverse bone folding."
Under Mu Fan's skin, where no one could see, Ghost Energy instantly split into 176 lines, flooding through his body.
His bones crackled as he maintained a leaning forward posture, yet his hands clapped to his elbows, then bent to his back; his whole body folded up like putty in three layers.
Then, with a crisp snap, his whole body unfolded again.
"Third move..."
"Fourth move..."
Mu Fan's movements, textbook-like, were displayed before everyone.
He truly demonstrated by strength what it meant to be a genius.
When the Ninth Move ended...
