章 122: Pay for losses (2)

After the servants cleaned up the mess and repositioned the wooden dummies, it was Kizaer's turn to demonstrate his Nascent Art to the others.

The boy positioned himself in front of one of the dummies and simply punched the torso of the wooden dummy. A small dent appeared on the surface of the wood, but other than that, nothing else happened.

"Kz, you can't be serious, right?" Ciona pressed the corner of her mouth while making a disgusted expression.

Shen frowned, and Joane let out a "Boo" at Kizaer's punch. "Come on, Kz, are you going to tell us that's all?" the girl said in a voice laden with boredom.

Kizaer looked at his friends while scratching the back of his neck, embarrassed. "Well, I still have trouble adjusting my Nascent Art to produce a weakened effect."

The three stood there quietly, looking at Kizaer, not quite believing what he was saying.