As Xiao Xian and Xuerou were talking, down in the dorm building, Zhang Yiyi was practicing each and every combat technique taught during the day by Juliet One.
It was already past midnight, and according to Juliet One, night time is the most suitable time for practice. After a day's precipitation, the body enters the most fatigued state, and to train at this time is the easiest way to stimulate one's potential and achieve a breakthrough.
There was no moonlight, and the sand reflected a faint glimmer of light, Zhang Yiyi's pupils turned a grayish-brown, like a nocturnal creature's, distinguishing the subtle movements in the surrounding wind and grass.
"He's testing you... if your strength is inadequate... he doesn't care," the devilish test made Zhang Yiyi's feet grind over the fine sand, emitting an annoying squeak.
