Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Sister, how is this fist technique?"
"This bamboo stick of yours is quite impressive." Lu Xiaolu withdrew her gaze.
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Is this fist technique powerful?"
Lu Xiaolu asked, "Where did you get this bamboo stick from? Is it a Spiritual Artifact?"
Chu Zhiyuan laughed.
Lu Xiaolu rolled her eyes and said, "Alright, alright, your fist technique is indeed powerful. What is it called?"
Chu Zhiyuan replied, "Cloud Walking Fist?"
"Cloud Walking Fist..." Lu Xiaolu shook her head: "I've never heard of this fist technique, is that really its name?"
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head with a smile: "I don't know its name, calling it a nameless fist technique would be too demeaning, so let's just call it Cloud Walking Fist."
"Alright, Cloud Walking Fist," Lu Xiaolu said, "The name suits the fist technique quite well."
She felt this fist technique was indeed like flowing clouds and water, light and graceful, much like the style of Guanghan Palace.
