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Song Jixing picked up a large scallion since there were no handy tools around. The other person picked up a table leg.

Song Jixing held the scallion and first demonstrated a sword technique. Although it was just an ordinary large scallion in her hand, the sword technique was refined after being hammered and tempered countless times.

Every move contained tremendous power. Unintentionally waving it, it seemed able to easily take a person's life.

After a fierce burst of swordplay, Song Jixing's supple limbs and the vigorous strength throughout her body were perfectly displayed. Even the scallion in her hand became unprecedentedly sharp.

Whether it was a scallion or not seemed unimportant now. What was important was that she held something in her hand, and that thing appeared quite powerful.

It made people believe that the thing in her hand could injure people and subdue thugs on the street.

So when Song Jixing put down the scallion, it took people a while to react.

After a moment of stunned silence, they burst into applause.

"Amazing!"

"Too amazing, it made my hair stand on end!"

Even Qiu Ye couldn't help praising, "You can really go straight into action movies for martial arts scenes, no need for stunt doubles or martial arts instructors!"

Everyone applauded and cheered Song Jixing's performance.

This also raised their expectations for Feng Juechen's performance.

Since Senior Sister had demonstrated swordplay, what would he demonstrate?

Feng Juechen thought for a while, then asked the show's staff, "If I damage this table leg later, do I need to compensate for it?"

The show's reply was very straightforward.

"No need. It was already broken anyway! No need to compensate! If you damage anything else next, we'll make you stay on the island to wash dishes to pay your debt."

Everyone burst out laughing.

Feng Juechen also adeptly twirled the table leg.

It was a leg about the length of an adult's arm. Feng Juechen tossed it back and forth between his left and right hands. The wooden stick drew beautiful arcs in the air, falling into Feng Juechen's left hand for a moment, then his right hand the next.

It went back and forth like this seven or eight times. Everyone started clapping.

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"Wow, beautiful! Amazing!"

"Such powerful arms!"

Although it looked like juggling, it was still quite elegant.

One had to know, such a long table leg was very heavy. Being able to consistently toss it to the same high point was no easy feat. And that height was really high!

Just as everyone thought this was the highlight, Feng Juechen suddenly exerted more strength and threw the leg even higher!

The applause became sporadic.

With a bang, Feng Juechen raised his hand and split the table leg in two.

The praises that were still in their mouths, unuttered, turned into loud gasps and intakes of breath.

"Ah!"

"It's broken?"

Zhu Chongguang immediately stood up and walked to Feng Juechen's side to pick up the two broken halves of the wooden stick, examining it.