Zhao Lin took a few deep breaths, gradually calming down.
Killing hundreds of Spotted Tail Bees in one go while rapidly dodging their pursuit was quite physically draining.
Although the Spirit Beast Scroll had absorbed the venom, the places where the Spotted Tail Bees had stung him were still a bit numb and itchy.
Yang Lin walked over and said in a low voice, "You may have killed all the Spotted Tail Bees, but you relied on your poison-resistant constitution. Your actual performance was not good."
"Your footwork was a mess, and you didn't leverage your speed advantage. Haven't you practiced the Torrential Rain Pear Blossom Leg? Did you only train your leg strength and not the footwork?"
"You need to understand that leg techniques aren't just for kicking people. Footwork is the key!"
Yang Lin's tone wasn't harsh. Zhao Lin was only eighteen, so he couldn't be expected to be an expert in everything, but his problems still needed to be pointed out.
