Tang Yan grinned, but his grin stretched too wide and tugged at the wounds on his face. The sharp pain made him suck in a breath.
Yet he showed no fear at all. Instead, he looked relaxed. "That felt great. I could really cut loose, and it exposed quite a few of my weaknesses. But you didn't knock me flat this time. The training still wasn't intense enough."
Looking at Tang Yan, whose mouth was the only tough part left on his battered body, Xiao Cangshan's lips twitched. This still wasn't intense enough?
"I understand." Xiao Cangshan nodded. "I'm sure the sparring to come won't disappoint you. Get some proper rest. I'll be going."
"All right. Thank you, Dean."
Although he thanked him aloud, Tang Yan felt increasingly puzzled. Why had there been a trace of a sinister smile on the dean's face as he left?
Shaking his head, Tang Yan assumed his eyes had played tricks on him. After swallowing a few pills, he entered the Nine Nether Fire Sea to begin healing.
Night fell. Tang Yan emerged from the Nine Nether Fire Sea, but before he reached the dormitory, a sudden chill crept over him.
Although he had not deliberately activated the Heart of Taiji, comprehending it had still heightened his sensitivity.
In a mere instant, Tang Yan shifted a short distance to the left.
At the same moment, a sword appeared where Tang Yan had just been standing.
After that strike, Tang Yan did not turn around. He chopped a palm straight behind him.
The person who had been about to swing his sword was forced to switch from attack to defense.
"Good reflexes, brat." Xiao Cangshan's voice sounded behind Tang Yan. Then his figure turned into a wisp of smoke and vanished into the night.
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