The next day's sparring session began, and Knight and the others were already able to reliably keep Love pinned down in midfield.
It definitely wasn't because Love's legs had gone weak.
Perhaps still holding a grudge over Love's attempt at revenge the night before, Thousand Blades' attacks against Love were far sharper today than they had been yesterday.
Everyone thought she had finally recognized the importance of her role and stopped holding back.
Of course, Love would never bring up something as humiliating as what happened last night.
Absolutely never!
Just as Old Wei had said, everyone present was highly talented.
After yesterday's simulated battle, everyone had almost immediately gotten into the rhythm today, and their coordination in every match had visibly grown tighter.
Old Wei had also given Love one requirement.
She could only suppress her abilities to the Third Rank.
After all, Old Wei still wanted to train Love a little. He couldn't let her continue developing so freely forever.
The three days passed quickly.
Another match began.
In the first minute of the battle, Love faintly felt some pressure.
After three full days of training, their tacit understanding had practically reached the point where, no matter what action one person took, the others could coordinate without needing to say anything.
Shen Yin's Mental Link had certainly played an indispensable role, but it was still an astonishing achievement.
"Not bad..."
For the first time, Love began seriously calculating her positioning.
She feinted to the left, drawing Masked Heroine's interception away, then sent her ribbon curling back toward the silver blade—
"Feint."
Celestial Star's voice rang out calmly.
After hearing the warning, Masked Heroine immediately stopped pursuing and blocked Love's next landing point.
Love was slightly startled and was forced to change direction.
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