The Secret to Picking Up Girls

"Oh!" The masked man nodded, noncommittal.

Although Zhang Yuze had never called this mysterious person 'Master,' he felt an extreme closeness to him in his heart.

After all, although they didn't have the title of master and disciple, they had the reality of it.

From the bottom of his heart, Zhang Yuze had great respect for the masked man before him.

The masked man's sharp gaze was fixed on Zhang Yuze, as if scrutinizing something.

Zhang Yuze felt uneasy under the other's gaze.

"Not bad, very good.

It seems you've made great progress recently." The masked man seemed very pleased with Zhang Yuze's recent performance, speaking with a satisfied air.

"Hehe, it's alright," Zhang Yuze said, looking embarrassed.

"But although your progress is great, in my opinion, it's far from enough," the masked man said, shaking his head at Zhang Yuze.

"Seriously?

I'm at least at the fifth stage of a martial artist now." Although Zhang Yuze had encountered a formidable enemy last night, he was still very confident in his own strength.

Now that someone was saying his strength was not good enough, Zhang Yuze was undoubtedly unconvinced.

"Hehe, do you think your current strength is pretty good?" Seeing Zhang Yuze's expression, the masked man knew what he was thinking and chuckled.

Although Zhang Yuze didn't speak, the masked man knew the answer from his face.

"Alright, since you're so confident in yourself, then I'll stand here and let you hit me.

I won't fight back.

If you can make me take a step back, you win, and I can grant you a request." The masked man's gaze fell on Zhang Yuze as he spoke calmly.

"What?" Zhang Yuze was greatly moved upon hearing this, looking at the masked man as if he were looking at a madman.

In fact, although Zhang Yuze knew he was no match for this cheap master, if you were to tell Zhang Yuze that he couldn't make someone take a step back even with all his strength, even if the other person was a ninth-stage expert, Zhang Yuze would not accept it.

"Hmph! Hmph!

Although I admit I'm not your opponent, if you really say that, isn't it too arrogant?" Zhang Yuze's gaze was fixed on the other's face as he spoke calmly.

Although Zhang Yuze's tone was very cold, the masked man didn't take it to heart and said indifferently, "Whether I'm arrogant or not, you'll know once you try.

Why so much talk?"

Upon hearing this, a surge of anger rose in Zhang Yuze's heart, and suddenly, he felt a change within his body, a hint of joy appearing on his face.

Looking at the masked man before him, he said, "Alright, since you say so, then I won't be polite."

As he spoke, a powerful energy emanated from Zhang Yuze, and then, he struck out a palm at the other person.

The masked man felt the extraordinary nature of Zhang Yuze's palm, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

However, although he felt a slight difference, his body remained motionless.

He didn't even seem to have the intention of moving.

Seeing that the other person not only didn't move, but didn't even show any intention of parrying, Zhang Yuze felt even more angry.

Although the other person could be considered his master, there was no turning back once the arrow was released.

Zhang Yuze's palm still struck the other person.

"Boom!" A muffled sound.

In fact, Zhang Yuze had even mobilized the Heavenly Demon Qi that had suddenly appeared within his body, but he still couldn't cause even the slightest hindrance to this mysterious master.

This was truly an incredible thing for Zhang Yuze.

It was also a blow, small but not insignificant, to Zhang Yuze's confidence.

You must know that when he used this Heavenly Demon Qi, even a seventh-stage expert wouldn't dare to be careless, but this scene was truly incomprehensible to Zhang Yuze.

"Hehe! Now, what do you say?" The masked man smiled faintly at Zhang Yuze.

"No… I'm still not convinced.

Your skill is inherently deeper than mine.

It's normal that I would lose to you," Zhang Yuze said, shaking his head again.

Although the facts were there, Zhang Yuze, who was inherently proud, still couldn't easily admit defeat.

"Oh, you're saying that someone with deeper skill will definitely win against someone with shallower skill, is that the logic?" The masked man smiled faintly at Zhang Yuze.

Although he didn't know what the masked man meant by saying this, Zhang Yuze couldn't help but nod in response: "Of course."

"Hmph! Hmph, if that's the case, then unfortunately, I have to tell you that your view is wrong again," the masked man said with a faint smile to Zhang Yuze.

"What? Impossible?" Zhang Yuze was shocked and couldn't help but take a step back, looking at the masked master in disbelief.

"I know you won't believe it, so I'll personally prove it to you.

You can attack me, and I'll use one-tenth of your strength to receive your next move.

I'll make you submit wholeheartedly." The masked man still had that calm and composed look, as if these words were extremely ordinary things to say.

Zhang Yuze was very unconvinced in his heart, but seeing the masked master's calm appearance, he couldn't help but become careful.

"Are you really only using one-tenth of my strength?" Zhang Yuze's gaze fell on the masked master, asking with some hesitation.

"Mm!" The masked man responded faintly.

Even though there was already a previous example there, Zhang Yuze still couldn't make himself believe that the other person could receive his palm with one-tenth of his strength.

True essence rapidly circulated within Zhang Yuze's body, and a faint silvery-white aura emanated from Zhang Yuze's body.

"Take this!" Zhang Yu shouted loudly at the masked man, his palm emitting a powerful force in the void, striking down towards the other person.

Before the force even arrived, the powerful energy had already caused the surrounding energy to tremble uneasily, and the airflow stirred up a strong wind around, rustling in the air.

Clearly, Zhang Yuze's angry palm had exhausted all of his strength.