Over the next year, Fairy Meng Shang challenged Ling Tian to spar almost every day. Each time, he was thoroughly "roughed up," leaving Su Ying, who watched from the sidelines, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Ling Tian had no idea Fairy Meng Shang was deliberately "getting back at him." Every day, he focused on how to handle their sparring. He knew he couldn't beat her without revealing his full strength, but surely he could last a little longer, couldn't he?
Ling Tian excelled at tactical planning. He racked his brains for ways to counter the various secret techniques Fairy Meng Shang revealed, and eventually found ways to break through them. Gradually, he began to turn the tide in battle. But whenever the situation shifted, Meng Shang would reveal even greater strength and thoroughly trounce Ling Tian all over again.
And so, Ling Tian and the others sparred again and again. Fairy Meng Shang was forced to reveal more and more of her strength, leaving Su Ying, who watched from the sidelines, utterly astonished. She admired Ling Tian's seemingly incredible tactics immensely.
It wasn't just Su Ying who was astonished. Even Fairy Meng Shang was shocked. Ling Tian's cultivation hadn't improved in the slightest, yet defeating him had become increasingly difficult. In the end, she had to use three or four tenths of her strength just to deal with him. Only then could she keep him firmly under control.
"Alas, it seems the methods I can use in my current identity only go this far." Ling Tian sighed and shook his head. "I've hit my limit. To beat her, I'd have to learn a new secret technique or reveal another attribute."
"Come on, forcing that girl Meng Shang to use three or four tenths of her strength is already