WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Spear after spear tore through the air, piercing one block of solid ice after another. But no one could replicate Jiang Qiu's feat of shattering ten blocks in a single throw; their spears ultimately plunged cleanly into the soil.
Pile's spear, however, had already shattered nine blocks of solid ice. Unfortunately, the spearhead went askew as it emerged from the ninth block. When it hit the final one, it failed to strike true, merely chipping off a flake of ice instead of piercing through.
A result like this hadn't been seen in the North Snow Tribe for hundreds of years, yet it still fell far short of Jiang Qiu's. Ice spared a glance for the red-faced Pile before turning his attention back to the unfazed Jiang Qiu.
'The power to shatter ten blocks of ice at once, yet he's not even flushed or out of breath, as if it was just a casual toss. This Chosen One's potential is truly immense.'
