Evening, 7:30 PM.
Open-air training ground.
"Ting Ting!"
Little Ting Dragon widened its eyes, revealing a sharp gaze as yellow electric arcs appeared over its body, striking towards Qingbao who was floating not far away.
Just as the thunder was about to hit, Qingbao transformed into wind and vanished.
The thunder struck empty air.
"Not bad." Qiao Sang praised: "You've executed this combination skill five times, succeeded all five times, not a single failure. It seems like displaying it in today's competition wasn't just luck."
"Ting Ting."
Little Ting Dragon showed an expression of "Of course."
Qiao Sang said, "Next, continue training your movement speed and reaction ability."
"Ting Ting." Little Ting Dragon nodded.
"Qingqing." Qingbao appeared holding a large pile of stones, indicating it was ready.
"Begin." Qiao Sang said.
Without another word, Qingbao transformed into the wind, throwing pebbles at Little Ting Dragon.
Little Ting Dragon moved quickly, dodging.
