If she could win in this fierce battle, who knows—
...
"Bang!"
Another strike from above, heavy as a thousand jun, Song Yuhou dodged and extended her fingers to shoot a stream of electricity towards her opponent.
Her movement speed had already surpassed the limits of human athletes, swift as the wind, her body shimmered with lightning, leaving a lingering image in her original spot.
The human-faced worm did not dodge but instead spat out a thick black smoke.
That was highly compressed Yin Qi, which when touched by the lightning, melted rapidly like snow meeting fire with a hissing sound.
