"Get up, that last fall was enough to kill your friends and family ten times over," Juliet One's cold rebuke pierced into Zhang Yiyi's eardrums like a sharp knife.
"Your Qi is weak; you can't rely on brute force, so you must learn to use dark power and inch force. You must use the sensitivity of every inch of skin and muscle in your hands, feet, and body to overcome your enemy," Juliet One, having turned into light and shadow, moved more agilely.
Under her training, Zhang Yiyi felt as if she had transformed from a sluggish, crawling gecko into a Spirit Sparrow swiftly gliding through the air, her movements fluid as if spreading wings when dodging to the side, and like dancing feet when hands and feet met.
After a month, she could already dodge Juliet One's continuous attacks. Tonight, she had to do more than just dodge.
