C32 The Illusory Okazaki Xi

From the time Zhao Si had transmigrated to now, he was full of cultivation, but he had not fought with all his strength, making it difficult for him to judge his own strength.

Now, the opportunity had finally come.

"Come on, let me see how much you imposters weigh."

Zhao Si extended his hand, crooked his finger at the illusory Tomoyo, and said with a smile.

"You're playing cards? Hehehehe