Yi Chen hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded and said, "All right!
If there's anything I don't understand, I can always ask you then!"
Xue'er held out her hand and said, "It's nice to meet you!"
Yi Chen shook her hand and smiled. "Yes, it's nice to meet you too!"
After speaking, he shook his head helplessly and headed outside.
It was already getting late, and night soon shrouded the land.
The mountains were silent, save for the calls of crickets and insects rising and falling.
A gentle breeze swept past, bringing a refreshing coolness and freshening the air.
Yi Chen stood atop a mountain peak. With a light push of his toes, he shot into the air like an arrow loosed from a bow.
Sword in hand, he radiated white light from head to toe. Then he slashed out a half-formed golden-yellow Soul Ring, which vanished into the night in the blink of an eye.
A few seconds later, he slashed out another, more condensed golden-red Soul Ring, but this attack's momentum was clearly several times fiercer than the last.
The two attacks intertwined, whipping up howling gusts that seemed capable of destroying everything around them.
Yi Chen slowly reined in his aura and gazed at his sword's edge like a seasoned master.
After a long moment, he sighed and murmured to himself, "This move seems even stronger than I imagined!"
He closed his eyes to sense it and discovered that this move was indeed more powerful than any of his previous techniques.
Before, his strength would have allowed him to wield, at most, a tenth of his true self's power.
But things were different now. Having fused his Soul Rings with his Soul Power, he was no longer as weak as before.
Of course, this still depended