Xu Yingxia felt a surge of heat rising within her, yet she knew the vast difference between herself and her opponent, understanding there was not the slightest chance of victory. She couldn't help feeling incredibly insecure and looked toward Zhou Yan with eyes pleading for help.
Zhou Yan casually glanced at the red-clothed woman Fang Yunyin before calmly turning to Xu Yingxia and said, "Go ahead, don't worry, I will lend you a strand of soul power, and you will be able to win."
As Zhou Yan spoke, he lightly lifted his ethereal hand and a stream of Sword Soul Power, derived from the vast qi of the Soul Path, entered into Xu Yingxia's body.
Xu Yingxia's body trembled, but she didn't feel anything abnormal, as if she had only become a bit more clear-headed.
Besides that, there were no other changes.
Feeling somewhat anxious in her heart, Xu Yingxia knew that if the person she relied on failed, she would perish there.
