"Sink your true qi! Sink it into your legs and your blade, gathering momentum to burst forth like racing thunder!"
"Strike!"
As Su Ping's words fell, Little Paper Figure, poised in a strange stance, sent its sword flying out, seemingly even faster than before!
Clang!
A crisp sword cry rang out, clear and pleasing to the ear!
Anyone who did not know better would surely have thought Su Ping was watching some ridiculous martial arts film again.
But clearly, implausible as it sounded, Su Ping really was training a pet beast.
It was just that Little Paper Figure could barely understand terminology about energy and the like. Instead, it could grasp most of these martial arts terms brimming with adolescent fantasy.
With that ringing sword cry, the blade of the Paper Sword cleaved straight into the "punching bag" before it.
The next moment, a notification appeared with perfect clarity on a nearby display:
[Metal-attribute skill attack. Skill classification: sharp weapon attack. Pet beast's level: Elite Tier Two. Estimated Skill Level: Proficient. Skill attack power: 67]
That was right. This was the attack-force testing laboratory with the punching bag from the Breeder Association.
Su Ping had later obtained one from Old Liu.
It was difficult to gauge a skill's power clearly just by looking at a training dummy. This attack-force testing laboratory could undoubtedly resolve that problem.
But Su Ping had no time to concern himself with any of that now.
Instead, he frowned at the skill attack reading above.
An entire morning had passed.
Ever since Qianyi mastered the force-exertion and energy-use techniques Su Ping had taught it, forming this first rudimentary sword technique, they had stayed in this laboratory.
Yet the results left Su Ping dissatisfied!
An attack power of 67,
for a pet beast at only