Chapter 49 Suit Thug
"Wang Zihan, continue."

"is teacher!"

Although he wanted to calm down, he always felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and everything about him was displayed to everyone.

Ah, no!
Seeing that he was still standing there in a daze, Zhang Yu yelled angrily.

"Wang Zihan!"

"exist!"

"Attack me!"

"Yes--!"

With a drawn-out sound, he finally raised his sword.

With two yellow soul rings on his body, he took a step forward, and the tip of his sword cut through the air, pointing directly at Zhang Yu.

"Ah ah!"

The long sword pierced the air, and the sword in his hand flashed coldly in the sunlight.

The next second before the sword was about to touch Zhang Yu, he slightly turned sideways, avoiding the seemingly inevitable attack, and even clamped the tip of the sword, preventing it from moving forward or backward.

"Drink!"

He shouted softly and exerted force with both hands, his face flushed red, but the sword remained indifferent, like an unattainable goddess.

This sword - really missed the target.

Zhang Yu saw the moment when he relaxed after exerting force and gently raised his right hand.

The sword...flew!
The current scene is that Wang Zihan is facing Zhang Yu with bare hands.

"Gudu..."

Wang Zihan was stunned, he watched the sword in his hand draw an arc in the air and then fall in the distance. His heart sank instantly, he knew that he might have made a fatal mistake.

Zhang Yu's eyes remained calm. He did not take the opportunity to attack, but stood where he was, waiting for Wang Zihan's next move.

Wang Zihan took a deep breath. He knew that now was not the time to panic. He needed to calm down and think.

Although he was unarmed, his soul power was not consumed much.

So, I have to take a chance.

At least we can't lose so completely!

He raised his eyebrows, gathered all his soul power, and injected it into his right fist. This time, it was a showdown.

He took a deep breath and swung out with his right fist. Due to the height difference, his fist could only reach Zhang Yu's lower abdomen.

He gritted his teeth and shot his fist like an arrow, heading straight for Zhang Yu's lower abdomen. The air seemed to fluctuate because of his strength.

Zhang Yu's face remained calm, and just when Wang Zihan's fist was about to touch him, he suddenly moved. Just like the previous action, he just slightly turned his body, and Wang Zihan's fist brushed past his body.

Wang Zihan was startled, but he did not stop. Instead, he turned around and followed with his left fist, heading straight for Zhang Yu's face. His movements were continuous and swift, and he did it in one go.

Zhang Yu nodded secretly in his heart, reluctantly satisfied with Wang Zihan's reaction and speed. He easily avoided Wang Zihan's attack again, then reached out and gently patted Wang Zihan on the shoulder.

This slap seemed gentle, but it contained great power. Wang Zihan only felt a huge force coming from his shoulders, and his body instantly lost balance and staggered backwards.

But he did not fall. Instead, he stood up quickly, took a deep breath, and gathered all his soul power again.

"Okay, stop."

Zhang Yu stopped him from taking any further action and said.

"You have a lot of questions. The first is why did you perform a useless sword dance during the battle? Did you think it would help you?"

"I..." Wang Zihan stammered a few times, but in the end said nothing.

Zhang Yu shook his head, his eyes full of seriousness: "Wang Zihan, you must understand that actual combat is not a performance. Every move and every form must have its meaning and purpose. Although your sword dance moves are gorgeous, they have no effect in actual combat. Instead, they waste your soul power and physical strength."

Wang Zihan lowered his head. It was indeed his fault. He was so focused on showing himself that he was too nervous when he went on stage and forgot what he should do.

"I'm sorry, teacher, I understand." Wang Zihan said sincerely.

Zhang Yu looked at him with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes: "Good, you can recognize your mistakes, this is progress. Remember, actual combat is not a performance, but survival. You must have a purpose for every move and every style, and you must be able to protect yourself and defeat your opponent."

"Also, you were able to fight back with your fists even after you lost your sword. Your willpower and ability to adapt to changing circumstances are pretty good."

"If this happens again in the future, I won't be as easy to talk to as I was today."

"Yes." Wang Zihan nodded gratefully.
"Okay, that's all for today's test," Zhang Yu said. "Go back and reflect on today's problems. I hope you can make some improvements next time."

Wang Zihan left the training table with his head down and a heavy heart.

But the test is not even halfway through!

"Next person."

Hearing Zhang Yu's voice on the stage, Li Mingxuan and his sister stood up.

"We're going up first, see you later!"

"Well, see you later."

Before they went on stage, they specially greeted Chen Yan and Gu Yuena.

Li Mingxuan and Li Xuanya walked up to the training platform side by side. In front of them was still the calm and composed teacher Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu looked at them, with a glimmer of anticipation in his eyes.

As for brother and sister, I wonder if they will have the ability to fuse their spirits.

After Li Mingxuan and Li Xuanya came on stage, they quickly prepared for battle. Their purpose was simple: they could not win by fighting, so persistence was the key to victory!
A scepter appeared in Li Xuanya's hand, and a holy sword appeared in Li Mingxuan's hand.

He protected Li Xuanya behind him.

Teacher Zhang Yu looked at their posture and nodded slightly. Should they choose to defend?
The difference can be seen here, because he did not say who is the attacker and who is the defender.

The brother and sister seized this opportunity and chose to defend.

He loosened two buttons on his suit, and the atmosphere on the training table suddenly became tense.

"Let's begin." Teacher Zhang Yu's voice was calm and powerful.

Li Mingxuan and Li Xuanya immediately entered the state. Li Xuanya's second soul ring flickered, and the staff emitted a soft light, forming a layer of shield around her and Li Mingxuan, while Li Mingxuan held the holy sword tightly and looked at Teacher Zhang Yu firmly.

Teacher Zhang Yu did not act immediately, but observed their preparations. Suddenly, he flashed and instantly appeared at the side of Li Xuanya, slapping her shield with one palm. Li Xuanya quickly adjusted her staff, and the light of the shield became stronger, successfully resisting Teacher Zhang Yu's attack, but her face turned pale instantly.

Seeing this, Li Mingxuan immediately swung his sword forward, trying to distract Teacher Zhang Yu. Teacher Zhang Yu easily dodged the sword and pushed Li Mingxuan with his backhand. Although Li Mingxuan was pushed back a few steps, he quickly stabilized his body and rushed forward again.

The sword and palm intertwined, and Li Mingxuan protected Xuan Ya behind him tightly.

A hint of approval flashed in Teacher Zhang Yu's eyes, but he chose to intensify his offensive!

His movements became faster and his palms became more powerful, which increased the pressure on Li Mingxuan and Li Xuanya.

At this moment, Li Mingxuan suddenly shouted, and a dazzling light burst out from the holy sword. He swung the sword and stabbed towards Teacher Zhang Yu. At the same time, Li Xuanya's staff's first soul skill flashed, also emitting a strong light, forming a beam of light, and shot directly towards Teacher Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that her first soul skill would actually have a certain degree of offensiveness.

He quickly stepped back and waved his hands to form an air wall to block the attacks of the brother and sister.

"good."

(End of this chapter)