The clash of steel against steel echoed across the training ground as Xiang Yu and Li Yao engaged in their daily sparring session. Unlike previous days, Xiang Yu felt a profound difference in his combat awareness—the doubling of his battle instinct had manifested in tangible improvements. Where once he perceived only vague shadows of incoming attacks, now he could discern clearer trajectories. The blurry prediction lines that had guided his defenses before had sharpened, becoming thinner and more defined, allowing for precision that had previously been impossible.
Each feint from Li Yao registered in his mind with newfound clarity. Traps that would have ensnared him yesterday now seemed transparent, their purpose revealing itself before they could be sprung. His eyes tracked her movements with heightened accuracy, body responding with improved synchronization.
Li Yao, for her part, noticed the transformation immediately. This wasn’t the same senior brother she had sparred with just a few hours ago—his combat awareness had undergone a startling evolution, as though years of training had been compressed into a single night. Though still far from matching her formidable skills, he was undeniably closing the gap in battle awareness with alarming speed.
Their blades met in a fierce collision, sparks cascading around them before they separated, creating distance between them. Li Yao couldn’t help but furrow her brow slightly. That last impact had carried more force than expected. While she had already deduced that her senior brother wasn’t the first-layer cultivator he pretended to be, the strength behind his strikes seemed to be getting greater with each day. And now, she felt that he seemed to have had a breakthrough. Although she couldn’t tell his exact level, she could tell from the force behind his strikes that he was at least at the 5th layer of Body Refining.
She refrained from questioning him about it. After all, she too concealed her true cultivation level. Instead, she quietly adjusted her approach, gradually increasing the intensity of her attacks. Holding back too much would only hinder his growth; she needed to provide the right level of challenge to continue pushing his capabilities.
Xiang Yu braced himself as another powerful strike landed against his blade, his feet digging into the earth beneath him. Confusion flickered across his features momentarily. Despite breaking through to the fourth layer, the pressure hadn’t diminished—if anything, it had intensified. His junior sister was clearly matching his advancement with increased force of her own.
Still, he embraced the challenge without complaint. Better to face overwhelming pressure here, in controlled conditions, than to encounter it unprepared outside the sect where the consequence would be a lonely death without proper burial. f|re(e)web.n\ovel. (c)o.m
He pressed forward with renewed determination, continuing his offensive despite the punishing counterattacks. His improved battle instinct helped him adapt to Li Yao’s increased speed, gradually making the exchanges feel less one-sided. Yet one frustrating limitation remained: though his mind could now recognize opportunities, his body often lacked the physical capability to capitalize on them. His awareness might identify the perfect counterattack, but his muscles couldn’t execute it with sufficient speed or power.
Xiang Yu accepted this temporary limitation for now. His system’s exponential growth promised rapid improvement. At his current rate of advancement, who could say where his strength might reach in just a month’s time? The gap between mind and body would eventually close.
As the sun reached its zenith, both disciples seemed to recognize the time simultaneously. With practiced movements, they sheathed their weapons in perfect synchronization, a silent agreement passing between them. Training could wait—lunchtime had arrived.
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