One day later.
March 7th's equipment was finally forged.
She still had two paired matching swords, while her clothes were bought online.
Even though Yan Qing worried about the lack of protective performance, Mr. Yan Huan confidently said, "As long as the opponent can't hit you, wearing a cardboard box doesn't matter..."
So, following her initial idea, March 7th quickly put on a set of Luofu-style attire.
"Great!"
Inside the inn lobby.
March 7th grasped the two swords, dressed in her new clothes, and looked full of fighting spirit.
"From now on, I am sword-fighter version March 7th."
"Next up is martial arts training."
March 7th looked at Yan Qing and Yun Li, who were also contestants, and couldn't help asking:
"How do you guys usually train? I want to learn too."
"Training?" Yun Li stood to the side, pondering.
"You have to figure out what aspect you want to exercise first. For example, if you want to practice speed and stamina, just keep running laps around the streets."
Yan Qing countered:
"Since we're getting into the ring, martial arts are the most important thing. I think directly finding an opponent to spar with is the fastest way to improve one's strength."
"Spar? Right now?" Yun Li narrowed her eyes and looked at Yan Qing with disdain.
"She hasn't even used a sword before, and her clothes were just bought temporarily. You're recommending actual combat to her on day one? What are you thinking?"
"But problems can only be discovered in actual combat." Yan Qing spoke without yielding an inch.
"When the time comes, targeted training based on these problems will yield much higher efficiency."
Seeing the two of them arguing again, March 7th quietly backed away and then quickly went upstairs.
She ran to Mr. Yan Huan's door and