Taking another step, the sound of cicadas grew even louder.
"Crack!"
After five consecutive steps, Su Mu felt the flow of qi blood and power within him increase by approximately thirty percent, his momentum reaching a peak. Naturally, he struck out with a punch, and the sky suddenly let out a crisp cracking sound.
"Willow catkins follow the wind, cicada steps kill."
Su Mu had an epiphany in his heart and gained a deeper understanding of the strengths and weaknesses of these two lightweight skills, vaguely considering the possibility of integrating three lightweight skills.
"Integrating lightweight skills is not urgent; at least both of these Eighth-Grade Lightness Techniques must first be cultivated to Great Success, or even Perfection, before considering it."
The walls have ears.
A figure, believing himself to be unnoticed, glanced a few times towards the small courtyard, worried to see Su Mu hastily cultivating lightweight skills before the fight.
