After the match ended, Zhou Hongfang and Elder Nie quickly departed. The other disciples dispersed as well, leaving only Elder Wu and Zhao Lin behind.
During their first year in the sect, disciples focused on raising their cultivation level and mastering Basic Skills. Only in their second year did they begin to learn combat.
Zhao Lin lacked experience in this area, so Elder Wu had him stay behind for some personal instruction.
"You won decisively, but you didn't use a single Magic. Why is that?"
Elder Wu was seated on a long bench in front of the corridor and gestured for Zhao Lin to sit as well.
"My proficiency with Magic is only at the 'Skilled' level, far inferior to Senior Brother Yun's. I felt it would be useless, so I decided to rely purely on martial arts."
Zhao Lin stated his thoughts frankly.
"That's a huge misconception!"
Elder Wu shook his head repeatedly. "Offensive Magic isn't just for attacking. It can also be used to disrupt and restrain your opponent."
