"You're too young, the 'Spitting Water' you're releasing, can't even harm a baby in its swaddle."
"Yiye~ Yiye~"
The little tadpole didn't understand and chose to ignore selectively.
However, it found the game of target practice particularly fun.
With quick consecutive spurts, three jets of water almost formed a straight line, hitting the target dead center once again.
The little tadpole was delighted and its joy overflowed in the form of a fourth jet of water hitting Ye Hanjun right on the nose.
"Isn't this interesting?"
Ye Hanjun laughed gently, then walked to the wall and knocked on it five times in a row.
"Let's increase the difficulty a bit."
"Kaka kaka——"
The hidden mechanism slowly started up, and more moving targets began to appear on the floor, the ceiling, in the corners... around the training room.
They weren't stationary, some would move horizontally, others would spin in place, and some would even suddenly pop up before disappearing immediately.
