A Different Feng Mingxi
Editor: Atlas Studios
The thought of creating his own palm moves was only a temporary thought. Even if Chu Nan had a powerful data ability, it was not so easy to complete.
Before that, he had to figure out a problem.
The next morning, before class started, Chu Nan immediately found Feng Mingxi.
"Tell me, why are you so concerned about this palm technique? You even want me to improve it?"
Hearing Chu Nan's question, Feng Mingxi frowned and glanced at him before indifferently replying, "I've said it before. This is none of your business. You just have to complete our deal. Now that you've come to find me, has there been any results?"
"There are results, but I'm not sure if this has anything to do with the March God-Killing Palm." Chu Nan deliberately frowned.
"Why?"
"If I tell you that this palm technique can actually slap out and automatically mobilize spatial energy, would you believe me?" Chu Nan asked.