'Promoted! Sword Mastery, Two-Star Peak!'
Rong Yuanshan couldn't help but shake his head in admiration. He instinctively wanted to clap but quickly stopped himself.
'Whether as his master or his father, it's best not to let the boy get too arrogant.'
The message from his Inner Soul Map didn't distract the fully focused warrior.
Rong Taotao planted a foot on the Fighting Star Bear's abdomen and kicked off forcefully. As he pulled his Tang Saber free, his body shot backward through the air.
While flying backward, supine in the air, Rong Taotao continued to wave his hands. A series of beautiful, small starfalls appeared once more, then plummeted downward.
'I'm serious about finishing the job.'
Not until Rong Taotao, still flying backward, executed a backflip and landed steadily did the distant behemoth let out a final, mournful howl. With a THUD, it collapsed to the ground...
A smile crept onto Rong Yuanshan's face as he watched Rong Taotao get to his feet.
