"Instructor Xiao, how was my practice?" Ning Zhiyan asked with a smile in her eyes as she looked at Xiao Shuang.
"Very good." Xiao Shuang rose to his feet and waved a hand. The sheets of white paper on the table immediately began to flutter through the air.
"Students, next, pierce the centers of these moving sheets of paper."
The lesson was not difficult. Precise control over battle qi could be mastered well through this method. Of course, the most important factor still depended on individual talent.
Practice was certainly important, but talent was also indispensable.
Take Ning Zhiyan, for example. Her talent was indeed excellent. It had not taken her long to perfectly grasp the force and direction needed to use battle qi.
Still, this kind of lesson could never compare to actual combat. If they wanted to use the academy's sparring demonic beasts, they needed to apply in advance.
"Ling'er, go apply to the academy for the right to use sparring demonic beasts. Get both Fourth-Tier and Third-Tier ones. As for the number, use your judgment."
Practical combat class was in the afternoon, since noon was reserved for rest.
The lunch break was long enough for a good nap, but most students chose to cultivate during this time. Everyone was very diligent.
Inside the student dormitory, Ning Zhiyan sat cross-legged on her bed, currently in a state of cultivation.
"Zhi Yan, aren't you pushing yourself too hard? You should rest for a while." Ning Xiyao lay on her bed and spoke helplessly.
"I want to become stronger. Only then can I control my own fate." Ning Zhiyan did not open her eyes. Her red lips parted slightly as she placed a medicinal pill from her storage ring into her mouth.
"Sigh, don't put so much pressure