Swish! Swish!
Among the three beauties, Zhu Zhuqing—being the agility-type fighter—was the first to launch her attack. Her body transformed into a shadowy streak as she flashed toward Tang Yin.
Though her spirit power was nearly depleted, she continued her assault relentlessly, fighting until the last drop of energy was gone.
Dugu Yan knew her poison had little effect on Tang Yin, so when Zhu Zhuqing attacked, she immediately understood her intention.
The three of them coordinated a combined assault.
Dugu Yan also wanted to test her combat skills alongside Zhu Zhuqing, using this opportunity to sharpen her abilities. Without hesitation, she charged at Tang Yin.
Though not as fast as Zhu Zhuqing, she was still swift, quickly closing in on Tang Yin's flank.
Ye Lingling, despite being a support-type spirit master specializing in large-scale healing and spirit power recovery, still possessed some combat ability. Recently aware of her weaknesses, she had been training hard to improve her self-defense.
Now that Tang Yin had invited all three of them to spar with him, it was clearly for their growth. She wasn't about to waste this opportunity.
Like Dugu Yan, she rushed forward without hesitation, joining the offensive.
Tang Yin watched as the three beauties attacked from three different angles.
Yet he remained calm, raising his hands to counter.
Slap! Slap!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Zhu Zhuqing, the first to reach him, unleashed a flurry of claw strikes, her hands and feet moving at blinding speed as she delivered dozens of attacks in an instant.
Tang Yin, however, simply channeled spirit power into his hands, effortlessly blocking every slash of her sharp claws.
Amidst the rapid exchange of blows, Dugu Yan struck from the side.
Instead of attacking head-on like Zhu Zhuqing, she aimed for Tang Yin's lower body.
While he was busy defending against Zhu Zhuqing, she closed in and delivered a powerful sweeping kick.
Yet, to her shock, Tang Yin's stance was unshakable.
Her leg collided with his as if striking a mountain, the recoil sending a sharp pain through her limb.
Boom!
The next instant, a searing pain erupted in Dugu Yan's chest.
By the time she realized what had happened, Tang Yin had already bent his knee slightly before straightening it, releasing a burst of spirit power that sent her stumbling back. Then, with a light but precise kick, he struck her chest.
Though he had held back, the force behind the blow still felt like a thousand pounds, leaving her gasping in pain.
She quickly circulated spirit power to her chest to mitigate the damage before shifting tactics, abandoning her low attack and instead moving to strike from behind.
"Your strength is too weak."
"With my current defensive capabilities, even if I stood still and let you hit me, you wouldn't be able to break through."
"Even if you poured all your spirit power into a single strike laced with poison, I could easily disperse it."
"Instead of wasting your energy on ineffective attacks, think harder about how to actually breach my defenses and deal real damage."
Tang Yin didn't mince words, bluntly criticizing Dugu Yan's techniques while simultaneously offering guidance.
At first, she felt indignant, stubbornly wanting to prove him wrong. But upon hearing his advice, she hesitated for a split second.
Bam!
That momentary pause cost her.
Tang Yin didn't hold back—his palm struck her chest with overwhelming force, sending her flying backward before she crashed heavily onto the ground.
"Cough! Cough!"
Dugu Yan coughed violently, her body aching from the impact.
Tang Yin hadn't pulled his punch at all—this strike had genuinely injured her.
Ye Lingling, despite seeing Dugu Yan get knocked away, didn't stop her assault.
Her fighting style was simple, even crude.
She enhanced her physical abilities with spirit power before alternating between punches and palm strikes, attacking Tang Yin in a steady rhythm.
To Tang Yin, her movements were painfully slow—he could have easily sent her flying with a single strike.
But he noticed something intriguing in her technique.
Her alternating punches and palm strikes suggested an unusual level of coordination, as if each hand had its own independent will.
It reminded him of a martial arts technique from his past life—the "Left-Right Mutual Combat" skill.
He never expected to encounter someone with such potential in this world.
If Ye Lingling could refine this ability and develop a true dual-wielding combat style, even as a support-type spirit master, she could become a formidable fighter.
Unfortunately, she was still too inexperienced.
Slap! Slap!
While effortlessly blocking Zhu Zhuqing's rapid strikes with one hand, Tang Yin suddenly shifted, his palm striking Ye Lingling's chest before she could react.
Boom!
The impact sent a shockwave through her body.
"Ah!"
Ye Lingling cried out in pain, her body nearly flung backward—but Tang Yin abruptly grabbed her arm, yanking her back into position.
"Keep using that alternating punch-palm technique. This time, try channeling all your spirit power into your hands before attacking me with everything you've got."
He instructed firmly.
Ye Lingling quickly steadied herself, shouting "Understood!" before attempting to gather all her spirit power into her hands as he had instructed.
However, as a support-type spirit master, she was accustomed to channeling spirit power into her spirit rings to activate skills.
Condensing all her energy into her palms was far more difficult.
To maintain such concentrated spirit power required extreme control—preventing it from dissipating while sustaining the output.
Ye Lingling, used to mechanically activating skills through her rings, struggled at first.
But her talent was exceptional—within the Imperial Phoenix team, she was arguably the most gifted.
Even Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan paled in comparison.
She kept trying, following Tang Yin's guidance, forcing her spirit power into her hands while attempting to control it precisely.
"Now, try shaping that spirit power into a specific form."
Tang Yin added.
Ye Lingling's eyes lit up with realization.
Then, to his surprise, she began molding the unstable energy in her hands—one side resembling a tiger, the other a lion.
But the forms lasted less than half a second before dissipating completely.
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