With a loud bang, an artificial hill in the Bai Family's Back Garden was smashed into pieces. If you didn't know any better, you'd think someone was blasting rocks here.
Applause sounded, and Jiao Ling smiled as she praised, "Impressive, Ruozhu, your comprehension is quite good."
Bai Ruozhu withdrew her hand, still somewhat bewildered. That strike had even scared herself; channeling inner strength into her palm had such power, it was practically like a small bomb.
Haha, now she had joined the ranks of "experts" who might accidentally kill someone if not careful.
But soon she felt a bit embarrassed and said sheepishly, "I'm lucky to have Uncle's help. Otherwise, I'd practice until my hair turned white without being able to cultivate so much inner strength."
