By raw strength alone, Mixue Delia in the current version could reach the power of a second-clean.
Between Jiang Han and Anjie, there was probably the gap of one Olivia.
And given that Olivia, on the current tournament stage, was most likely no match for Doggie either—
When Jiang Han fought Doggie, it might not be a sure win, but it was at least a sure loss.
"Just as Kraken once said, 'Tacticians are all crooked and devious.' She was being stubborn, but she wasn't wrong. Witches obsessed with tactics can easily fall into the dual technical and psychological predicament of [can't win head-on, can't hit from behind]. Not everyone is a big-hearted Witch like Aoses, who gets instantly killed a hundred times while force-pulling and still dares to do it again next time."
That was what Histeria told Jiang Han.
The two of them were walking through a furry passageway that looked like some sort of warm, soft, long fur.
They had taken off their shoes. Their feet, wrapped in black and light-blue tights, stepped upon it as they walked lightly on air paw pads. In a sense, they looked more as though they were floating than walking.
With a hint of pride, Histeria said, "But, my good disciple, while there is a gap in raw strength between you and Mixue Delia, your tactics are excellent. You've accomplished things that many Witches cannot accomplish even after twenty or thirty years—entering the singles bracket of a major tournament, all through your sensitivity to tactics and your ability to execute them."
"You're not going to persuade me to stop here, are you?" Jiang Han asked.
"Of course not. Honestly, if I made it into the semifinals and faced a completely serious Anjie, Olivia, or Eileen, I would first say, 'Let's give