Coordinated Combat

Bright sunlight poured over Eastsea Academy's arena, warming the dark gray stone floor. The metal railings around it reflected a cold white gleam, with old collision marks visible at the corners.

"Um... I..." Xu Xiaoyan clasped her hands in front of her and lowered her head. Her two pale-blue braids hung by her shoulders, their ends nearly brushing the backs of her hands. "I don't want to hold you back. Actually... I'm stronger at night."

"Huh?" Xie Xie scratched his head and tilted it as he looked at her. "What do you mean you're stronger at night? Is your martial soul related to light?"

"No, it's related to stars." Her voice was soft, but her words were clear.

"Xu Xiaoyan, don't be nervous." Tang Wulin looked at Xu Xiaoyan, whose hands were trembling as though she were a frightened blue kitten. He did not deliberately soften his tone, but it carried a certain warmth that made people trust him without realizing it. "You won't hold us back, and you don't need to put pressure on yourself."

"Of course, we believe in you too." He paused, as if adjusting his wording. "We can watch Teacher Wu's abilities this morning, then fight again tonight. That way, you can get a clear look at when you should make a move and when you shouldn't."

Though he comforted her like that, he knew the truth well. The success of his previous life was almost impossible to repeat in this one.

Teacher Wu was now a Titled Douluo-level powerhouse. The gap between two rings and a Titled Douluo... Tang Wulin sighed inwardly. Ah, it's fine. Losing isn't embarrassing.

"Alright, are you all ready?" Wu Changkong's voice carried over from the other side of the arena.

The arena was instantly invaded by frost. A thin layer