"I heard the martial arts taught here are not bad," A young man in a grey warrior robe at 2.5 meters tall walked up and said. "We are from the Thunder Dojo. We would like to exchange some moves with you. Would you do us the honor?"
It was common for dojos to compete with each other. The students were not too surprised either. They retreated to the side and both parties were divided into two groups.
It was considered a lively atmosphere, but Tang Muxin soon realized something was not right. "Sister Nianwei, that person in the other group looks like Fang Wei?"
"En, it's him." Li Nianwei nodded. "Such a coincidence. It seems they are here with a motive."
"Take us away among the chaos?" Ling Xiaoyi stood in front of Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei instantly. "Be careful, don't stray too far away from me."