It blew up, it blew up, up, up, up...
Shuya fell silent at once. "..."
"Hahahahaha!"
Li Shuhong laughed without mercy. "So you've finally gotten your comeuppance!"
Shuya looked bewildered. He hadn't actually meant to force Power of Will into it so violently.
Really.
He'd only wanted to feed it in slowly.
Just a little rubbing, that sort of thing.
But the moment the thought crossed his mind, Power of Will surged out wildly.
After laughing, Li Shuhong said, "Looks like before you can learn to draw talismans, you'll have to master perfect control of your Power of Will."
"Right, right."
So Shuya put the Way of Talismans aside for the time being and focused on training his Power of Will instead.
As Li Shuhong had told him, he used Power of Will while practicing swordsmanship, letting it flow alongside his qi.
Using Power of Will to strengthen his sword techniques wasn't worth the effort, but it was fine for practice.
Shuya's Power of Will was strong, but making it flow as smoothly as his qi would take some hard work.
He was diligent by nature and practiced every chance he got.
"So this is why you've been messing with my hair all this time?"
That afternoon, Mai stared daggers at Shuya, her face dark.
"Heh heh heh."
Shuya didn't answer. His Power of Will stirred.
Mai's beautiful black hair writhed in the air, lashing about like it was showing its fangs.
Shuya had been playing with it for nearly half an hour.
He would never admit he was getting back at her for fooling him yesterday.
"Are you a little kid or something?!"
Mai was furious.
"I am younger than you, after all, Big Sister Mai."
Mai just let out a dry laugh. Look at the way you act—and