Perfect Coordination

Ata's lips curved upward slightly. Over the past month, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to teaching the captain how to use Two-Sword Style.

During that time, the captain often took the initiative to spar with her in real combat, using such frequent and intense training to rapidly accumulate invaluable experience in Two-Sword Style tactics.

Thanks to their unceasing hard training and flawless coordination over this period, they achieved astonishing results. Whether it was the captain or Ata, who had acted as his instructor throughout this experience, both of them had grown and improved significantly.

From Ata's own perspective, the captain was undoubtedly an outstanding, nearly perfect sparring partner.

But then again, this Yajie was no ordinary opponent! At the critical height of their fierce battle, Yajie suddenly threw his head backward with all his strength.

A sharp, piercing sound rang out. "Whoosh..."

A Flower Isle blade flashing with icy cold light streaked past like lightning, slicing a long bloody gash across Yajie's neck with terrifying speed.

Fortunately, though the wound looked frightening, it was not severe enough to threaten his life directly.

Even so, the harrowing scene scared Yajie half to death.

After all, he had just been in a truly life-or-death situation.

Under that immense pressure, every muscle, bone, and cell in Yajie's body seemed to awaken at once, erupting with unprecedented power.

With the support of that sudden surge of strength, Yajie forced Ata back several steps. Yet he himself also staggered backward repeatedly, barely managing to open up some distance between them.

Everything that had just happened was witnessed clearly by Yaxi and Ya'er, who were watching the battle from nearby.

Their expressions changed drastically, their faces filled with disbelief and worry. "Yajie..." they cried out, but before their voices faded, another cold voice cut them off.