The two nodded and watched how the other three handled the chickens, slowly getting the hang of it themselves.
They were getting pecked less and less.
Their reflexes grew faster, and whenever one of the battle chickens tried to peck them, they would counter with a swift smack to the face.
It didn't cause any real damage, but the insult was immense.
After landing a hit, Feng He pointed a finger at a particularly large rooster and declared smugly, "You think you can peck me? I'll beat you to a pulp!"
The rooster glanced at her, feeling its authority had been challenged.
The chicken then launched itself into the air, flying straight at Feng He, who immediately dodged out of the way.
Seeing its attack dodged, the rooster grew even more enraged.
It wheeled around and charged back. But just as it was about to reach Feng He, ready to reassert its dominance...
...its neck was seized from behind. Mo Xuan had grabbed the chicken by the scruff and said coldly, "You've got some nerve."
