"No, Yuanhan, don't raise your halberd like that. Do it more from the side, from the side!
Swing your halberd like you're slashing through a mountain! That's why it's called the Falling Glacier Halberd Art!
Each of your swings has to be not only precise but also carry the strength to destroy a glacier.
Attacking from above, do you think the difficulty of smashing a glacier isn't hard enough?" Mu Yan directed Yuanhan in her training.
It had been over a week since the awakening. In this time, Mu Yan transformed from the kind face to a strict teacher, directing them in their training and studies.
"Yes, father!" Yuanhan changed the position of her halberd, lowering it slightly before raising it again and slashing forward.
"Ah," Mu Yan sighed, "okay, now your slashes are getting weak. Take a break and go drink something, I don't want to see you practice exhausted."
"Father, I can still—"
