The Central Drum stood at a height of one or two meters, yet Qianxun, as if she possessed Qinggong, gracefully pointed her toes and leaped onto the drumhead, producing a resounding thud.
Immediately, she began to dance freely atop the drum, every touch of her toe eliciting a bright drumbeat.
A few seconds later, two strands of White Silk suddenly unfurled before Elder Zhao and Zhao Mingcheng's eyes.
For a moment, both of them held their breaths involuntarily.
Could this Water Sleeve possibly reach the drumhead?
But Qianxun did not disappoint them.
"Dong dong!"
Two drumbeats sounded simultaneously from the large drums standing to the side: "Excellent!" Elder Zhao exclaimed in awe.
Meanwhile, Zhao Mingcheng watched this scene, and an explosion of inspiration ignited in his mind!
As a result, he was even more reluctant to look away.
