Exalting Sanctum.
"So that Foxian lady just now was the general of the Yaoqing... She's so cool!"
Thinking back to Jiang Yu's spar with Feixiao, March 7th couldn't help marveling.
"What about me? Am I not cool?" Jiang Yu asked.
"You're cool too, Little Fish, but it's not the same kind of cool as General Feixiao," March 7th said. "How do I put it? This is the first time I've seen someone who could put up even a little resistance against you in terms of strength."
Dan Heng glanced at March 7th without saying anything.
Little Fish had naturally won that match, but it had only been a contest of technique and physical ability. Neither side had really gone all out.
Still, March 7th had a point. Of all the opponents they had seen face Little Fish, Feixiao was the only one who could put up even a little resistance in terms of raw strength.
Ever since testing Black Cleave's weight, Dan Heng had held one particular belief: even if someone's skills weren't well-rounded, anyone who could hold their own against Little Fish's strength, however briefly, already qualified as an expert.
"Anyway... Whether it was Yanqing and Yunli's match or Little Fish and General Feixiao's, watching them really got me itching to try it myself. Now I want to learn some of that cool, graceful Xianzhou Swordsmanship too," March 7th said excitedly, her eyes shining. She could already picture herself roaming the world with a sword, looking every bit as dashing as the heroines in illusion dramas.
"Xianzhou Swordsmanship is great~ So very greaaat~" Stelle nodded, singing along in agreement with March 7th.
Even to this little Stellaron Gremlin, Xianzhou Swordsmanship really did look cool. It had a completely different feel from the Bat.
Then the two of them turned