Obsidian Martial Arts Hall, training ground.
One Leaf Floating Cloud walked out of the rest area looking somewhat exhausted, then stretched lazily.
"That nearly killed me."
Whenever One Leaf Floating Cloud thought of how his older sister, Ye Qinglu, had kept asking him about Crushing Stone Fist and Leopard Shadow Steps, his head began to ache.
He had not felt much when learning Crushing Stone Fist and Leopard Shadow Steps himself, but teaching someone else was enough to cost him his life.
It suddenly made One Leaf Floating Cloud understand why, when he had been young and studying, his parents had gritted their teeth whenever they taught him problems, wishing they could hammer him to pieces.
Of course, it was not that Ye Qinglu was unintelligent. On the contrary, she was far too smart. Under his guidance, she could draw inferences from one instance to another, directly questioning the key points of both martial techniques. She had even helped him discover quite a few of his own problems.
After teaching Ye Qinglu for over half a day, he had actually been struck deaf and awakened, feeling as though he had lived all these years for nothing.
Just as One Leaf Floating Cloud planned to relax by mining in the maze tunnels, he noticed quite a few players on the training ground looking over at him with sympathy. Twilight of the Gods, in particular, glanced at him and could not help sighing.
"What are those expressions for? I suddenly disconnected—don't tell me something went wrong?" One Leaf Floating Cloud looked at everyone's faces, worry appearing in his own expression.
Ye Qinglu had suddenly shut off the network. In other virtual games, that would normally have simply counted as logging out, and no problems would arise.
But High Martial Descent was unlike