Li Yao's swordsmanship was indeed fast among Soul Masters of the same rank, but to Tuoba Wang, it still fell short. The man's mouth was truly irritating, though.
He had never seen a Soul Master who kept spewing trash talk during a battle. It was genuinely infuriating.
"Li Yao's mouth is indeed a little too verbose."
As both a spectator and one of the referees, Xiao Wu had to admit it as well. "If you face him, you have to take him down instantly. Otherwise, he'll definitely be incredibly annoying."
"I think it's fine." Zhou Qing smiled. "Although he talks a lot, his movements are actually quite refined. And if you can endure his trash talk without losing your composure, it will undoubtedly greatly improve your cultivation and combat ability. Even in your daily work, you'll find it easier to settle down and avoid being affected by all kinds of outside distractions."
"Not necessarily. If his opponent flies into a rage, Li Yao won't be able to handle it." Tang San assessed the gap in strength between Li Yao and Tuoba Wang and gave his evaluation.
"That's true."
Zhou Qing acknowledged it as well. Trash talk could anger an opponent and make them lose their cool, allowing one to seize the chance to find an opening, but that required the gap in strength between the two sides to be small.
The difference in strength between Li Yao and Tuoba Wang on the field was considerable. Li Yao could keep tangling with Tuoba Wang only because his movement technique was rather nimble and he possessed the skill of borrowing force to counter force.
No one had taught him that skill. The academy only passed down the relevant theory. He had figured it out himself while working part-time as a forging apprentice