The Tournament's Final Battle, Part VI
This woman is talented at keeping me from getting close…
Wu Jian was quickly losing his strength. Every time he tried to close the distance between himself and Mei Xilan, she would create walls of ice and send daggers at him from several directions. It took everything he had to evade, and he always came away with new cuts that further sapped his strength.
The ice has gotten inside of my veins…
With each new cut that opened on his flesh, the ice from this domain would seep inside of him and spread. He was beginning to lose feeling in his arms and legs now. If he didn’t do something soon, then he would lose.
I guess there’s no choice. I’ll have to use it now and hope extending the time from one second to two doesn’t change anything.