"Right two."
"White Rainbow."
"Left three."
"Hundred Birds, followed by a backward jump, landing as the Pine of Frost."
"Move straight on the right four... Stop! All directions!"
Yan Yu stood on the sidelines, continuously giving instructions through voice transmission, commanding non-stop.
Tang Xiaolian, like a puppet on strings, followed his commands to the letter, her swordplay and footwork meticulous… Although she was in the midst of the Sword Array, repeatedly falling into danger, she kept turning peril into safety, the subtleties of which she couldn't comprehend at all.
Of course, more than understanding "how she could turn peril into safety," she was even more puzzled by Yan Yu's method of command, an entirely new and novel experience for her.
