"You're improving fast."
Reinhardt praised him freely.
After all, three months had passed, and they had fought dozens of bouts, with their total sparring time amounting to weeks.
If Yang Yi were still as weak as he had been at the beginning, Reinhardt would have suggested he find another sparring partner. The Paladin apprentices sitting in the stands, for instance, would have been quite suitable.
It would not have been hard to pick out someone who could fight Yang Yi as he was now, or even beat him with certainty.
After that, the sparring on the training ground took on a different character.
Reinhardt began attacking more frequently, constantly employing his tricky swordplay.
If Yang Yi could not see the attacks at all, taking a few hits would teach him nothing. He would only be left baffled.
But when he could see them clearly, taking a few hits would make him wary and prompt him to adjust.
And Reinhardt really did stab him. Although he did not use Supreme Holy Slash, he always managed to leave a few cuts on Yang Yi that were neither shallow nor deep.
"Wait!"
Yang Yi immediately called a halt.
Flames kept rising from his wounds, and his clothes were almost burned away. The sight was about to become indecent.
Yang Yi hurriedly activated the Transformation Belt's Armor Mode, and the fight resumed. He paid no attention to his wounds, since they healed quickly anyway.
The fight lasted nearly five hours before ending, and the training ground had become a sea of fire, all ignited by the flames that splashed out of Yang Yi's body.
Even objects as difficult to ignite as stones would burn for several minutes after contact, until they were blackened or even cracked from the heat.
"That's enough for today."
Reinhardt