Can they withstand this wave of impact?
On ordinary days, facing dozens or even hundreds of Genetic People, as the Qianlong King, she would have no fear, but the current situation was too severe. There was no solid ground under her feet, only seawater, and limited space for maneuvering. Her movement technique, which she prided herself on, was greatly restricted, and her electric superpower was diluted by the seawater, weakening it significantly...
Suddenly, a sword light appeared!
Yes, a sword light!
From Lin Xiaosu's hand!
He stood amidst the raging waves, with a long sword in hand that at this moment resembled the misty spring rain.
The raging waves below turned into a spring river.
The spray of water above became spring rain.
The spring rain drifted without direction, destination unknown.
The root of spring rain lay on Lin Xiaosu's long sword!
Hiss!
A gentle sound!
