After Jiangli's talk of spicy rabbit heads, spicy rabbit legs, and the like, Yang Qing's mind was filled with those fragrant dishes, and for a moment, he forgot their current predicament.
Although the rabbits could not climb trees, Yang Qing and the others could not stay huddled up in the branches forever.
As for how they would deal with the rabbits once they came down, Yang Qing had not thought that far ahead.
But Jiangli had not explained that either.
In any case, their most pressing task now was to watch the battle.
"Make sure you watch closely. Yes, I'm talking to you."
Jiangli pointed at Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou. "Don't think this is just a bunch of rabbits brawling with things that aren't even bugs. They've got some real ability."
"Watch carefully. It'll do you a world of good."
As for what good it would do them, they were all martial artists. If they could not even pick out a few tricks from this, his kindness really would have gone to waste.
At Jiangli's words, Bu Er, Jiang Zhizhou, Wood, and the others hurriedly put aside their playful thoughts and devoted their full attention to the melee below.
Sure enough, watching the little creatures dart east and leap west had merely seemed amusing before. Now, prompted by Jiangli, they watched more carefully and gradually began to glean quite a few things.
It turned out these little creatures were actually remarkably skilled.
Although they were all watching the same scene of rabbits fighting, each person had different insight and a different eye, so naturally, what they understood differed as well.
Still, whatever those differences, each of them learned a great deal from the melee, and their martial skills improved considerably.
The sky gradually brightened, and the Forest Spirits began