Children Who Speak Pleasantly Are Never Too Unlucky

"This sword strike is quite good," Xu Fan said approvingly.

At that moment, the sword strike that should have crossed space instantly slowed down.

The Sword Light it had unleashed moved toward Xu Fan at an extremely sluggish pace, like an old woman walking.

"Although your Space Dao has entered the doorway, and you understand how to use space to affect time, accelerating or altering it."

"Do not use such methods when facing enemies who truly specialize in the Time-Space Dao. It is too easy for things to backfire," Xu Fan instructed.

"The friction between spaces can accelerate time, or allow you to strike an enemy instantly."

"But this move will not bring out its full power."

As Xu Fan spoke, the entire Dao Field space began to stretch infinitely, and time returned to normal.

Within that infinitely stretched space, the Sword Light advanced as slowly as a tortoise, almost as if it had frozen in place.

"Compressing and stretching space can achieve the same effect. When using this move in the future, do not go through the trouble of rubbing spaces together to affect time. It takes effort without yielding results," Xu Fan said.

"Zishi has learned much." Li Zishi looked at the Sword Light inching forward at a turtle's pace, then respectfully bowed to Xu Fan.

At the same time, he felt profoundly grateful to Xu Fan. In the Cultivation World, there were exceedingly few Cultivators who specialized in the Space Dao, and even fewer who were qualified to teach him.

Thus, he could only explore the Space Dao he specialized in by himself, relying on Divine Abilities and Cultivation Methods.

Xu Fan's instruction on the spot was exceptionally precious to him, like spring rain falling upon a parched field.

Li Zishi simply had no idea that Xu