Nie Yan picked up two defensive targets from the ground, walked to Xie Yao, and stopped about two or three meters from her.
"Let's start, you can attack with full force," Nie Yan said, intending to train Xie Yao. In the future, even when he's not by her side, Xie Yao would still have the ability to protect herself.
Most women cannot compare with men in terms of strength, but their flexible bones can handle some highly technical moves. If trained properly, they can be quite destructive.
"Then I will start," Xie Yao made a starting gesture.
Xie Yao's smile was filled with youthful vitality, lifting Nie Yan's somewhat depressed mood and casting aside troubling thoughts.
Nie Yan slightly stepped back with his right foot, tightened the defensive targets a bit, and postured himself in front: "Come on."
Xie Yao accelerated a few steps, spun around, and delivered a kick, her slender and taut leg tracing a beautiful arc in the air, and with a thump, kicked the defensive target.
