Luo Bingxin looked delicate and fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow her away. Yet, with a mere flick of her finger, a steel spoon had bent. The amount of force required was immense, and what was most unsettling was that she had done it with such ease, without any visible exertion. Even in the martial arts families, where one sees many powerful figures, no one had ever encountered such a young female powerhouse—and one so beautiful, at that. Even other women couldn't help but take a second look.
As these thoughts swirled through the onlookers' minds, Zhao Tiezhu had already helped straighten the bowl and spoon, saying, "Don't be nervous. This is just your current state. Practice a bit more and you'll be fine!"
Luo Bingxin had been panicking, but his reassurance helped her regain some composure. She was extra careful this time, yet the spoon still nearly veered into her own mouth. In the end, she had no choice but to let Zhao Tiezhu feed her one small spoonful at a time.
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