Lin Mo's sudden burst of speed caught Yu Qingyan off guard, her jade-green eyes widening for a split second before her merchant's poise snapped back into place.
Lin Mo's fist, guided by the [Foundational Martial Technique], arced toward her, a controlled strike aimed to test her reflexes rather than land a real blow. The [Ironfang Wolf] mirrored his advance, its claws slashing at the [Rookie Idol] with a guttural snarl, aiming to pin the shimmering unit down.
Yu Qingyan's lips twitched into a sly grin, her own movements fluid as she sidestepped Lin Mo's punch with an alluring grace. Her own movement technique wasn't in play, but her cultivation base, even suppressed to his level, carried the polish of years spent navigating the various trades and sect disputes.
She spun gracefully, her verdant robes flaring like a blooming lotus, and flicked her wrist to activate a Spell Card from her deck.
[Melodic Pulse].
