“What do you know? This is my way of tempering my path of body strengthening!” Zhao Yunxiao answered.


    “Even if you want to temper your body, this is definitely not the best way to do it...” Gu Qiansi felt the corner of her lips twitch.


    Unless Zhao Yunxiao already had a high level of attainment in the path of body strengthening, this would only be akin to asking for a beating!


    Or perhaps that’s what Zhao Yunxiao was looking for?


    Was he secretly a...?


    Oblivious to Gu Qiansi’s imagination going wild, Zhao Yunxiao called for the second level of the array.


    Bang-! Bang-! Bang-! Bang-!


    This time, Zhao Yunxiao could no longer stop a puppet with just two punches.


    Not only did he have to employ proper techniques from the Xuanwu Fist Art, he even needed four consecutive punches at full power to stop a single puppet.


    It did not take long before he was drenched in sweat, clearly exhausted by the intense level of energy required.


    Even then, he refused to change up his methods, and stuck closely to his plan of direct physical confrontation.


    As for the first aspect, that was something that Zhao Yunxiao would have to work on slowly and steadily.


    After all, physical endurance was not something that could be improved overnight.


    Even with a powerful defensive technique, it was unlikely for one to be able to sustain it for long without a good physical foundation.


    That was why Zhao Yunxiao wanted to take this opportunity to test his limits – to understand the main weaknesses in his defence.


    And to do that, Zhao Yunxiao wanted to see just how far he could push himself in a pseudo combat situation.


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    There was definitely a limit to how much punishment a person could take.


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    Her last visit here had left her battered and bruised, and she was determined to change the narrative this time!


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    With a combination of speed bursts and directional changes, Lu Zhiying weaved in and out of the puppets without problem.


    Unlike the last time she was here, these techniques that she was executing were no longer mere lesser adaptations.


    They were the real thing now, fueled by world origin energy.


    This gave these techniques the explosive power that they had lacked in the past, allowing Lu Zhiying to perform her evasive measures with even greater finesse.


    At the same time, it was not as though she was just blindly using these techniques to move as far away from the puppets as possible.


    Instead, she kept her movements to a minimum, constantly taking only the shortest and most efficient paths to get out of the way of the puppets.


    With that confident smile on her face, Lu Zhiying continued to dance around the puppets with a seemingly unrealistic level of grace.


    Yes, dance was the right word.


    “Why do her movements look so familiar?” Gu Qiansi mused.


    “...Flight of the Butterflies,” Zhao Yunxiao answered hesitantly.


    “Flight of the Butterflies?” Gu Qiansi repeated his words in confusion. “What do you mean?”


    “I mean exactly what I said,” Zhao Yunxiao replied while continuing to closely observe Lu Zhiying’s movements. “Haven’t you recognised it yet? This is her dance routine for our second song – Flight of the Butterflies.”


    By that, he was referring to one of the three songs that the Flying Shell Performance Group had performed at the New Year celebrations.


    <Flight of the Butterflies> – a calming song about the natural beauty of butterflies.


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    </a> In her hands, an innocuous dance had been completely transformed into a set of evasive techniques characterised with grace and elegance – one that was fully capable of rendering her numerous opponents desperately grasping at straws!