Wang Julong did not smile, but her eyes sparkled with an unyielding light. In her hands, a small hurricane began to appear. As always, the wind surged, the hurricane grew, but this time it was no longer just visible air; an immense amount of Qi floated around the young woman. With no trace of Qi Lightning, Hui Yue felt a surge of excitement, guessing that the challenging-to-train advanced martial arts skill had once again progressed in Wang Julong's grasp.
Seeing Sha Feng coil her tail, Sha Feng's lips parted from Sha Yun's lips, forming a spring she used to launch herself directly into the hurricane in front of her.
As Sha Yun sped through the air, she finally activated her Qi. A small, bead-like eye suddenly appeared on her forehead. Qi poured out of her body, engulfing her beautiful figure as it gathered in her hands, forming daggers as long as nails—an incredible precision weapon she wielded expertly.
