Li Xiaoyun entered the arena with a calm and composed manner. His steps were slow, as he silently took his place in front of the other disciples, an air of anticipation filled the arena.
The disciples couldn't help but be captivated by his serene and collected demeanor, It was as though a natural force had graced them with its presence.
As the match began, Li Xiaoyun didn't immediately rush the puppet. Instead, he just remained in his position calmly, everyone including Jiang Lei thought that the match will end just like Ming Yue.
But to their surprise, it was very different from what they expected.
When the puppet made its move, Li Xiaoyun elegantly sidestepped its attack. His movements were fluid and graceful, like a dance.
Puppet again lunged forward with a powerful kick aimed at Li Xiaoyun's head, but Li Xiaoyun just dodged it again like he already knew puppet's next movements.