"A scientist, really that formidable?"
"You can try again, but move quickly and try to catch me off guard so I won't see it coming."
Tilin immediately tried again, but as soon as her hand was halfway up, Xu Lin grabbed her hand and twisted it, forcing her to turn her back to him, almost twisting her arm off.
Xu Lin's movements were elegant, standard combat maneuvers, with a certain aesthetic of violent beauty.
"Ouch!"
Tilin exclaimed, her hand really almost got broken.
Xu Lin showed no tenderness whatsoever.
Only then did Xu Lin let her go.
"Scientist, have you learned combat skills?"
"It's the power of the brain!"
Xu Lin fibbed.
"The power of the brain?"
"Yeah."
Xu Lin thought for a moment and looked at the gun in her hand, "Can you dismantle a gun?"
"Yes."
"Take it apart and put it back together, show me."
"Okay."
Tilin did as told, demonstrating by taking it apart and putting it back together.
"Now it's my turn."
Xu Lin said.
