The two stopped their sparring and turned their attention elsewhere.
Liu Limin, that guy, who knows when he bought those goggles, was now practicing his moves with his hands full of lime.
A gust of wind blew.
"Pfft—cough cough—"
Led by Pei Jinye, the trio quickly retreated.
Liu Limin emerged from the lime powder, covering his mouth and nose, stumbling his way out.
"This guy... what a moron," Cao Yingjun couldn't bear to watch.
Back at the dormitory.
Liu Limin hurriedly took a shower.
Not long after, he looked in the mirror at his eyes: "Seems much better. I feel like with the lime powder, my combat power has at least tripled."
Cao Yingjun tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Kill a thousand enemies, harm yourself eight hundred?"
"That's because I lack experience," Liu Limin stubbornly argued.