After dinner, it was naturally time for sparring.
Just like before, Lin Mo and Shefiliya went to that small courtyard. Shefiliya gave a slight bow and gestured for him to begin.
Lin Mo immediately cast Toughness and Lightness on himself, then took the initiative to attack.
Compared to their previous sparring session, Lin Mo had grown much stronger. Shefiliya could feel that clearly, but to her, it still posed no real pressure.
Yet for some reason, as they fought, her thoughts kept drifting elsewhere.
Especially whenever she happened to make physical contact with Lin Mo, her mother's words from that morning would suddenly surface in her mind. Her movements would slow, and she would even begin to space out.
"What's wrong?"
Lin Mo had clearly noticed it too. Thinking she might be unwell, he stopped and asked with concern.
"It's nothing..."
Shefiliya shook her head. "Sorry."
She offered no further explanation and immediately refocused on the sparring match before them.
Shefiliya's movements were as sharp as ever. Once she got serious, Lin Mo was immediately pushed onto the defensive.
But that was exactly the pressure he needed. Amid Shefiliya's tide-like offensive rhythm, Lin Mo tried his best to keep up with her movements, blocking where he could and even looking for chances to counterattack.
Naturally, that was extremely difficult. Most of the time, he was still just getting beaten up one-sidedly.
But because of that, the proficiency of Toughness steadily increased.
The same was true for Lightness, which was already nearing max level.
The greater part of the afternoon quickly passed in sparring. As the sun began to sink, Lin Mo finally stopped, panting heavily, his body already soaked in sweat.
Shefiliya did not look entirely relaxed either. Though she held the advantage in strength, and this did not truly