Qianjun Douluo merely glanced at Yang Wushuang as he absorbed his Soul Ring, then slowly turned and settled his gaze on Yang Chang'an, his tone calm.
"Well? How much did you understand of what just happened?"
Yang Chang'an immediately understood what Qianjun Douluo meant. He had watched every detail of his teacher's attack, especially the instant that terrifying Coiling Dragon Staff swung out. The overwhelming pressure, powerful enough to destroy heaven and earth, still lingered in his mind.
After pondering for a moment, Yang Chang'an gathered his thoughts and answered earnestly:
"Teacher, your Coiling Dragon Staff hadn't even touched the White-Eyed Demon Tiger King. The aura you released alone had already frightened it out of its wits."
"The White-Eyed Demon Tiger King was an overlord in its own right, yet you crushed it so easily. That wasn't simply a difference in strength. Your aura suppressed it absolutely, to the point where it couldn't even muster the thought of resisting."
"I observed carefully. In your fighting style, Momentum outweighs force. Your pressure always arrives before your attack. First, you overwhelm your opponent with Momentum, then break them with force!"
Hearing Yang Chang'an's precise assessment, Qianjun Douluo's stern expression softened into a faint, satisfied smile. He reached out with his broad palm and patted Yang Chang'an heavily on the shoulder.
"You're absolutely right. That is Momentum!" Qianjun Douluo's voice rang with conviction, each word seeming to strike straight into Yang Chang'an's heart.
"Remember this well: a steady heart makes a steady body; a steady body makes steady Momentum. And with steady Momentum, you can crush all things between heaven and earth!"
Those words exploded like thunder in Yang Chang'an's heart. His entire body trembled as he instantly understood his teacher's painstaking intentions.
Qianjun Douluo was guiding him, telling him that the most