Old Man Mi sighed: "Over the years, your Great Star Luo Hand has reached its peak, which is truly enviable."

Wei Dan snorted: "Your Sunflower Finger is no different. I almost got a hole poked in it by your finger just now."

After exchanging pleasantries, the two fell silent, each clearly intently searching for the other's weaknesses.

After a while, Wei Dan suddenly started coughing violently again.

Old Man Mi moved instantly, and the flowers in the distant garden moved with him.

Seeing countless petals curling around Old Man Mi, vaguely forming the shape of a sunflower, Zu An's expression turned somewhat strange.

Such a beautiful move, if performed by a beautiful woman, would be an absolutely delightful masterpiece, but with Old Man Mi's dignified appearance, it's a complete waste.

Seeing countless petals curling up towards him, Wei Dan's eyes narrowed, and he casually tossed the handkerchief in his hand away.

The handkerchief, which was originally only a few inches square, grew in the wind and instantly expanded to tens of feet, as if it could block out the sky above the courtyard.

Zuan's eyes widened. He had thought that this guy was always coughing with his handkerchief covered in phlegm and bacteria, but it turned out to be a magic weapon.

Moreover, its power is clearly extraordinary.

However, he still had a question in his mind: if such a small handkerchief becomes this big, will the saliva and phlegm that were on the handkerchief also become bigger?

The thought of being wrapped in this handkerchief, even if I wasn't strangled to death, would still make me feel disgusted to death.

The handkerchief suddenly opened, revealing specks of starlight on its surface, which, when viewed at a glance, truly resembled a sky full of stars.

The handkerchief spun rapidly, and the sunflowers formed by Old Man Mi's countless flowers were continuously sucked into the vortex created by the handkerchief.

Then, he rolled up the handkerchief, forming something like a silkworm cocoon, and wrapped Old Man Mi inside.

However, Old Man Mi was clearly not to be trifled with. Soon, some sharp protrusions appeared around the handkerchief, indicating that he was using his Sunflower Finger technique to poke around in an attempt to break free.

Wei Dan dared not be careless in the slightest. He swung his hands and shouted, "Great Star Luo Hand!"

His hands sparkled with starlight, as if he were holding a sphere in front of him, and he kept slapping the sphere into the void.

Meanwhile, several dozen feet above the ground, countless ethereal handprints shimmering with blue light appeared, relentlessly slapping towards Old Man Mi, who was wrapped in a handkerchief.

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I'll write the remaining two chapters when I get back tonight; hopefully I'll be full of energy then.