Guidance for Li Mengxue

One hour later.

"Alright, Li Mengxue, training time is over. I'm leaving."

Chen Mo said with a look of utter despair.

This girl was simply inhuman—she went all out every single time, making it hard for him to hold his ground.

And on top of that, she was like an unkillable cockroach; every time she lost, she never got discouraged. Instead, she learned from her mistakes and kept sparring.

Fortunately, after each session, there was a bit of cultivation time for him to rest and recover his Spiritual Power.

To speed up his recovery, Chen Mo would immediately point out Li Mengxue's issues right after sparring, then promptly visualize to restore himself.

Once she had digested his advice, he would spar with her again.

And so it went, back and forth.

In one hour, they had sparred five or six times.

"Wait."

"What else is there?" Chen Mo turned back to look at Li Mengxue.

"Chen Mo, you don't have to leave. Look—I've already renewed! Two hours!"

Li Mengxue showed him the content on her phone screen.

"I—"

Chen Mo glanced at it and was instantly speechless. Li Mengxue had booked all of his training time for today!

"Young Lady, I—"

"Stop right there!" Just as Chen Mo was about to state his reasons for refusing, Li Mengxue cut him off. "Chen Mo, don't worry about stamina or mental exhaustion."

"I've got a vending machine here—plenty of food and drinks."

"Seriously, you've thought of everything, haven't you?"

"Of course!"

Li Mengxue had completely shed her image as the aloof School Beauty, acting more like a persistent, shameless hooligan. "Come on, I'll buy you something to eat and drink."

"Li Mengxue, aren't you supposed to be the cold and distant School Beauty? What happened to you?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but ask.

"That's just an act. With so many people bothering me, if I weren't cold, would I let them crowd around me every day?"

Li Mengxue didn't hide it; she answered honestly. "Those people are all after my looks. I don't have the energy to talk to them!"

"Uh..." Chen Mo rubbed his nose, a bit awkward. "Actually, I'm after your looks too. So why do you talk to me?"

"Is that so?" Li Mengxue suddenly turned around, startling Chen Mo into stepping back.

Chen Mo was a little scared, unsure what this Young Lady was up to. He regretted asking that question in the first place.

Seeing him like this, Li Mengxue suddenly laughed, then turned to buy drinks.

Chen Mo stood there, confused, waiting.

Li Mengxue walked to the vending machine and said without looking back:

"What drink do you want?"

"Anything, as long as it replenishes energy."

Hearing his voice from a distance, Li Mengxue twisted her head to see Chen Mo standing still. Her voice rose a notch:

"If you want something, come over here. Do you expect me to hand it to you personally?"

"Coming! Right away!"

Not knowing the Young Lady's moods, Chen Mo hurried over and grabbed an Energy Drink and a pack of Fierce Beast Meat Jerky.

Ten minutes later.

Full and refreshed, Chen Mo resumed his training career.

Even though he had experience with a perfected Basic Saber Technique, Li Mengxue wasn't a sword practitioner, so his experience could only serve as a reference.

Despite Chen Mo's guidance, Li Mengxue's swordsmanship didn't skyrocket.

Still, with Spiritual Perception, Chen Mo was experienced at finding flaws and spotted quite a few issues.

After digesting another round of Chen Mo's critiques, Li Mengxue sighed with some emotion:

"I thought my swordsmanship was just a hair away from breaking through to perfection. I didn't expect so many problems."

"It feels like there's still a long way to go before perfection."

"With your talent, a bit more practice and you'll break through to perfection." Chen Mo glanced at Li Mengxue and couldn't help voicing the question on his mind. "Li Mengxue, your family background must be pretty good, right?"

"Given your circumstances, you shouldn't be short on martial techniques. Why are you so set on mastering Basic Martial Technique to perfection?"

"If it's inconvenient to say, just pretend I didn't ask."

After spending time together, Chen Mo found Li Mengxue easy to get along with—no arrogance, no condescension.

That was why he asked.

Li Mengxue did not hide it and answered frankly:

"There's no harm in telling you. These basic martial techniques are all simplified versions of higher-level techniques. If you train in the basic technique first, learning the corresponding advanced technique later becomes much easier."

"Of course, even if you haven't mastered the basic technique to perfection, you can still learn the advanced one—but then you won't be able to unleash its full power."

"In the end, you have to perfect the basic technique to go further."

"Also, I want to score higher on the Martial Examination. A perfected basic technique is the only way to get full marks. You know how it is—one more point can put you ahead of thousands."

"I see. Thank you for telling me!"

"You're welcome! You'd have found out sooner or later anyway!" Li Mengxue shook her head. "Your Basic Saber Technique is already perfected. When you go to school tomorrow, your homeroom teacher will tell you the same thing!"

"But still, thanks! Alright, I've rested enough. Let's start sparring!"

Chen Mo didn't know what else to talk about with Li Mengxue, so he shifted the topic to training.

Thus, the two began sparring again.

Originally, Chen Mo had wanted to ask Li Mengxue about ways to repair a Dantian—after all, she came from a prominent family and would know more.

But since they had only just met and weren't even friends yet, he held back.

He didn't want to reveal that his Dantian had been crippled.

As a sparring partner, Chen Mo gave it his all.

Throughout the session, they sparred back and forth repeatedly.

Chen Mo didn't hold anything back; he pointed out the issues he noticed and let Li Mengxue ponder and adjust on her own.

Saber techniques were broad and forceful, while sword techniques were agile and flowing—their directions were quite different.

Since he didn't practice swordsmanship, there were things he wasn't clear about.

He could only let Li Mengxue figure it out herself.

Li Mengxue took the problems Chen Mo raised to heart, and as a result, her swordsmanship gradually improved.

Through the sparring, Chen Mo's saber technique proficiency also skyrocketed.

He stole a glance at his panel—Saber Technique, Movement Technique, and Spiritual Perception had all gained considerable proficiency, each increasing by 20 points.

Saber techniques also involved some movement; during sparring, he had to dodge and reposition, so his Movement Technique naturally improved.

After who knows how many rounds, Li Mengxue's swordsmanship suddenly grew faster and sharper, leaving Chen Mo unable to find any openings.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

After a series of clashes between blade and sword, Chen Mo finally lost.

He stepped back and saw Li Mengxue standing there in a daze, so he quietly moved farther away.

He knew that her swordsmanship had broken through to perfection, and she was digesting the experience.

Before long, Li Mengxue began practicing Basic Swordplay.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Sharp sounds of cutting air rippled through the training room.

Her sword technique became even more fluid, leaving only afterimages visible to the naked eye.

Chen Mo's Spiritual Power was high, and his five senses were enhanced, so he could still see her moves—but he could no longer defeat her!

Their martial technique realms were the same, but Li Mengxue was a Ninth-grade Martial Disciple with 300 kilograms more strength than him. Every clash forced him to absorb that extra force.

Chen Mo's physique wasn't strong enough to withstand it, so defeat was only a matter of time.