At this moment, her fists and feet rained down like a torrential storm, with her limbs and meridians bulging, and her whole body seemed to emit a faint halo, almost shining through her skin.
Upon another collision, the opponent's defense was incredibly tough, and after one ferocious Qi attack after another, her fragile body was nearly pierced through like a punctured balloon. As the Inner Strength circulated, quickly mending the pain in her meridians, she realized she couldn't hold on any longer. The expenditure was too great, and her body could no longer bear it.
Sikong Yinlong let out a cold chuckle; it was his turn to strike now. The opponent's flashy moves couldn't harm him in the least.
He had been waiting, alert, knowing the opponent's ultimate move couldn't be used indefinitely, otherwise, they would have used it already.
