That evening, the Spirit Hall Academy Training Ground was cleared.
Yan locked the main Gate from the inside. When he turned around, Bai Jin had already brought over a chair and sat down at the edge of the field, his legs draped lazily over a black stone target.
"You called us here to train, and you're sitting down?" Yan asked.
"It's perfectly reasonable for a teacher to sit and watch his students."
Hu Liena took off her coat, revealing a short outfit suited for fighting. "All three of us together."
Bai Jin lifted one corner of his blindfold. "Sure about that?"
Xie Yue gripped his two Moon Blades. "We have a bye tomorrow. If we hold back today, we won't be able to use it in the final match, either."
Bai Jin finally stood.
"Let's agree on this first. Touch me, and you win."
Yan's temple twitched. "Can't you pick a condition that's less infuriating?"
"Knocking me down works too."
"Let's stick with touching you."
The three spread out swiftly.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue released their Martial Souls at the same time. Their figures collided and overlapped in a flash of red light. Dense Red Mist rolled across the ground, swallowing half the Training Ground in the blink of an eye.
Demon Charm took shape.
The Red Mist dulled perception and suppressed Soul Power. Even a sense of direction grew hazy within it. Yan had sunk underground before the mist closed in. Heat spread quietly beneath the black stone floor; unlike before, he did not cover the whole field in flames.
Bai Jin stood in the mist, his Azure Blue eyes so clear they almost glowed.
"Nana, the mist's too sweet."
Two crossing Moon Blades slashed toward him in reply.
The first Moon Blade swept in beside his neck,