This is My Heroic Path

Scatha's gaze swept over the mark on An Zhiyu's neck again, and the easy-going smile on his face gradually faded along with the clear mark.

She put her hand on An Zhiyu's palm, "In that case, let me teach you."

The darkness covered the hall again, and in the blink of an eye, it seemed as if the curtain had been lifted again, and the vision was restored.

An Zhiyu held Skaha's hand, and when he raised his head, he couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Master..."

"What's the matter?" Scatha asked suspiciously, looked down again, and then suddenly became slightly stunned.

It happened to change back to its original appearance, should I say it was good luck or bad luck?

Scathach quickly shook his head, waved away these messy thoughts, and held An Zhiyu's hand instead.

Anyway, it's just teaching him a dance, so it's not surprising, is it?

Rather, it's strange to be hesitating all the time.

Chapter 119 A Dance, Alien Attack

"Hey, that damned woman really thought nothing would happen if she left the Kingdom of Shadows for a day or two?!"

In the Land of Shadows, Wu Yifu stood proudly on the mountain peak holding a spear, letting the wind blow, her hair dancing wildly in the wind, she clicked her tongue, and her eyes were full of displeasure.

It's obviously that guy's country, why did I come to help drive away the monsters?

How to say that she is also the queen of Alba, and she actually acts as a thug for the queen of another country?

The last time I left was half a month. If it wasn't for her, monsters would have invaded the Kingdom of Shadows long ago.

Is it true that you don't even want the country for the sake of your apprentice? That idiot!

Or, did she already know that I would come to help?

Uyf shook her head, dismissing the thought.

How is it possible, how could that woman pay attention to the things of the people around her, she only has her own martial arts in her eyes!

Wu Yifu untied the hair on her head, and looked at the monsters hovering above the castle, with a murderous look on her face.

"For Ushaha's sake, let me help you again, but don't expect me to help you again, sister!"

She raised her spear and threw it vigorously at a giant dragon hovering in the distance.

***

In the ballroom.

"Why are you so timid?"

Scathach held An Zhiyu's hand and led him to dance in this splendid hall. That already perfect figure became even more eye-catching after wearing a prom dress. From beginning to end, it was as smooth as water.

"Acting so timidly and full of lack of self-confidence is the biggest taboo of a fighter." Looking at An Zhiyu's seemingly restrained movements, Skaha frowned slightly.

"If you move too much, you might step on your foot." An Zhiyu was also very helpless. It wasn't because he was cowardly, but because he was really afraid of stepping on Scathach's foot by mistake. He was talking to Morgan and Guinevere earlier. During the dance, he did not know how many times he stepped back and forth, so he cooperated better with Guinevere.

"It doesn't matter, this is also a kind of experience, you can relax a little, otherwise it will be meaningless for me to teach you." Skaha said.

"Dancing with Master is meaningless." An Zhiyu muttered softly.

Scathach paused slightly, pretending not to hear, "Go on."

"Yes." After An Zhiyu finished speaking, he put one arm around Skaha's waist, and the other on her hand.

This is the first time that An Zhiyu has made such an intimate move. Before that, his movements were still a little stiff, his arms were almost in a semi-floating state, and it is only now that he is completely embracing this soft body. There is a subtle feeling just like that. Feeling spontaneously in his heart, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced at Skaha, just in time to find that Skaha was also staring at him.

Her eyes were still calm, but there seemed to be a hint of teasing, as if she had seen through everything.

An Zhiyu quietly avoided that line of sight.

Why does even Master have such eyes...

"Aren't you moving?" Scathach asked.

Do I have to do it myself?

Just as An Zhiyu thought of this, Skaha had already started dancing. An Zhiyu cooperated with her dance steps in a panic, but stepped on Skaha's toes as soon as she took the first step.

"Sorry." He subconsciously said.

"There is no need to apologize for this matter. If I apologize once when I step on it, how many times will I have to apologize to you when I trained you?" Scatha didn't care, just smiled casually, "Continue."

So, the two started a new dance, but I don't know if it was because of tension or pressure. An Zhiyu stepped on Skaha several times during the period, which also made him feel more and more pressure in his heart.

Why has it only been so smooth to cooperate with Guinevere so far?

Could this be fate too?

An Zhiyu shuddered involuntarily.

It would be too terrifying to say that even this was a preordained fate.

But if not, why is it that neither Morgan nor Scathach have a high degree of fit with them?

Just when he thought of this, An Zhiyu stepped on Skaha again.

Skaha slowly stopped dancing, and An Zhiyu had to stop too, with a slightly apologetic face.