Hands joined.
In the Martial Arts of Xia Country, there was a formality called "hands joined."
The two sides did not even need to spar—with just one touch, their level could be judged.
And at this moment, Xie Feichen joined hands to let Jiang Shu further understand what it truly meant for muscles and bones to be relaxed, while the skin and surface had to launch the attack.
He circulated his strength, his pores tightening and relaxing in an instant, as if hidden within were millions of razor-sharp steel needles, ever so slightly pricking upward, rising and falling, restraining the power without releasing it.
This was attacking with the skin and surface!
Jiang Shu kept his hand joined, continuing to feel, and only sensed that Xie Feichen was tough outside but soft inside.
Like lead hugging mercury.
He shut his eyes, his body gradually relaxing, circulating his strength, attempting to seize that sensation.
*Seeing Jiang Shu fully absorbed…*
