The Holy Son Brings the Girls to Kick Down the Door, Three Against Seven-Practical Combat Lessons

In the rear courtyard of the Heaven Dou Martial Soul Sacred Hall, Hu Liena and the other six were each training.

Xie Yue sat cross-legged on the stone steps, hands resting flat on his knees. The phantom of his Moon Blades flickered between his fingers, and the wind stirred his silver-white hair.

He was repeatedly working through the movements of his Self-Created Soul Skill, "Full Moon," trying to find some subtle point of transition that would make the spin just a fraction faster.

Hu Liena leaned against a pillar in the corridor, eyes closed as she regulated her breathing. The Demon Fox's mental feelers silently reached out, sensing the fluctuations in everyone's auras. It was her habit to stay in control of her surroundings at all times.

Yan simply lay in the open space in the middle of the courtyard, arms pillowing his head. His fiery red hair spilled across the stone paving, and faint flame patterns rippled over his arms.

Footsteps came from the direction of the main hall.

Yue Guan appeared at the far end of the corridor. His androgynously beautiful face wore its usual faint smile, and the chrysanthemum patterns on his red-and-gold brocade robe shimmered in the lamplight.

"His Highness the Holy Son was just here."

At Yue Guan's words, all seven in the courtyard stopped what they were doing at once.

Xie Yue opened his eyes, and the phantom Moon Blades vanished. Hu Liena straightened beside the pillar. Yan sat up from the ground, a few fallen leaves still caught in his fiery red hair.

"He saw you were resting, so His Highness didn't disturb you." Yue Guan's voice was unhurried. "He said to meet him at the Holy Hall's Soul Fighting Arena tomorrow morning."

Silence fell.

Sun Chuantao was the first to swallow. He