Intuition
編集者: Henyee Translations
Jing Minyao's attack and reaction speed were remarkably swift. A longsword leaped from behind her with a swish, and as it advanced, it dispersed flames to erect a towering wall of fire.
As the flames ascended, the colossal wave generated by the water serpent clashed with the fiery barrier.
Upon contact, the water swiftly extinguished the flames, and the water seemed poised to surge over them.
The little stoic calmly conjured a protective eggshell shield around her, gazing dispassionately at the oncoming water current.
Mu Xingchen's fingers danced deftly, launching over a dozen earth spirit talismans. Earth walls rapidly rose from the ground, but the tremendous waves forced them down one by one.
It wasn't until the water had subdued three of the earth walls that its fervor waned, eventually coming to a halt.
The water splashed up to their feet.