Li Wanyun froze, her eyes blank. "What moves?"
"The moves you used while fighting Sister Sheng today. Who taught them to you?" Yu Feng leaned closer and pressed her.
Li Wanyun frowned.
After thinking for a long time, she suddenly said, "I think I figured them out myself."
"You figured them out yourself?" Yu Feng sounded skeptical.
Wan Yuan wore an odd expression. "You think?"
There was plenty to question in that answer.
How could someone say "I think" about moves they had developed themselves?
Li Wanyun thought it over carefully, then said with certainty, "I figured them out myself. No one taught me, as far as I remember. Those moves were instincts I developed through repeated battles."
"Impossible." Qi Lingwu's expression remained calm.
But his words were utterly certain.
"Why?" Li Wanyun frowned.
Sheng An lifted her eyes to glance at her and spoke calmly:
"Your moves couldn't have been instincts developed in battle. You might not be able to tell, but combat instincts and moves specifically developed through training are completely different."
Besides, those moves bore traces of both her and Qi Lingwu.
Yu Feng and the others nodded in agreement.
Li Wanyun shook her head helplessly. "But no one really did teach me."
Sheng An said, "It's possible you saw them and retained them in your mind, but forgot seeing them. Then, over the course of many battles, you began using them."
After a pause, she looked at Li Wanyun and calmly offered a chilling possibility-
"It's also possible someone taught you, but you have no memory of it. Or rather, your memories were erased."
The room fell silent in an instant.
Even Long Tianyu felt a chill crawl up his spine.
Li Xin rubbed his arms. "Come on, could you not make it sound so terrifying?