With her eyes alight, filled with a sparkling glow, Qu Feiyan looked at Ding Ling with a face that was both shy and joyful, perfectly embodying the bashful joy of a maiden.
Qu Yang glanced over, his expression subtly changed, but quickly, as if he had thought of something, his tense face relaxed. He looked at Ding Ling with a scrutinizing, evaluating gaze, and after a moment, seemed to have made a decision, exhaling a long breath as he straightened his back to watch the battle.
Clang!
Clang, clang, clang!
In just a moment, Ding Ling had already reached a point of white-hot intensity in his battle against the three on the field, including Ding Mian.
The more they fought.
The faster Ding Ling's Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill operated.
The inner strength that lingered in his meridians was rapidly absorbed and drawn for his own use by the Middle Yuan Nine-section Skill.
Unbeknownst to him, Ding Ling's Inner Power Value had broken through 100 and was advancing rapidly.
