He had a smile in his eyes and moved slightly, deftly avoiding.
The attacker missed his strike, landed lightly on his toes, and then quickly assaulted him again.
Rong Shaoze raised his hand and effortlessly blocked the sweeping leg.
Lin Xinlan turned her head to catch a glimpse of the two engaged in combat, paused in surprise, then shook her head helplessly.
The way this guy welcomes his dad is quite unique.
"Fight... fight..." Xiaotian saw them fighting; his eyes lit up, and he immediately clapped excitedly, cheering.
Three black lines slid down Lin Xinlan's forehead.
Perhaps he often watches Xiaocong practice martial arts with others, otherwise, why would he react like this?
Xiaocong, dressed in a white martial arts uniform, kept attacking Rong Shaoze.
Rong Shaoze only defended without attacking back, making the little guy feel insulted, pushing his moves to become fiercer.
"Your moves are good, but your strength is lacking."
