"Make the sword shadows a little faster!"
Xiao Qian nimbly dodged the Magic Wolf's ferocious attacks while keeping his eyes fixed on the sword shadows released by Nalan Yanran's longsword, calling out instructions to her.
His expression was focused and serious, every nerve drawn taut. Gone was his usual carefree manner. He truly resembled a meticulous teacher, overlooking not a single detail, intent only on making Nalan Yanran's attacks more precise and swift.
"Raise your hand higher!"
Noticing a slight flaw in Nalan Yanran's stance that might affect the angle and power of her sword shadows, Xiao Qian shouted again.
His voice rang out with particular clarity amid the fierce sounds of battle, reaching Nalan Yanran's ears like a sharp sword piercing through the clamor.
"That's not how you use Wind Flocculent Afterimage!"
Seeing how awkwardly Nalan Yanran executed her movement Dou Technique, failing to bring out its full potential, Xiao Qian could not help correcting her again.
As he spoke, his brows drew together into a small knot, and he even muttered without thinking, "So stupid! Can you do this or not?"
"Aaaah!"
Hearing Xiao Qian's string of criticisms, Nalan Yanran grew so furious that her eyes reddened, as though flames were about to shoot from them.
Stubborn and competitive by nature, she had her refusal to admit defeat fully stirred up by his words.
She clenched her teeth, her cheeks bulging slightly with the effort, and focused entirely on driving the Dou Qi within her. Her figure abruptly accelerated. Fueled by that fierce conviction and anger, her Wind Flocculent Afterimage miraculously advanced from the beginner level to minor mastery.
Her movements became lighter and more agile, leaving afterimages across the arena that dazzled the eye and made her true position difficult to track, as though she had melted