Wang Ye looked at the ice cone that had fallen into the ground and couldn't help swallowing.
This powerful penetration.
If I were to be pierced by this ice cone, I'm afraid I'd be finished.
"Don't worry, if you're pierced by the ice cone, the sect will cover all medical expenses," Meng Qian said, seeing worry in Wang Ye's eyes, and reminded him.
"It's not about the medical supplies that I'm afraid of, I'm afraid I'll be dead on the spot!"
Wang Ye couldn't help but complain as he saw another ice cone falling toward his head and quickly continued practicing the Ice Sword Technique to dodge to the side.
Wang Ye was training.
Over here, Lin Shuang looked at Wang Ye with concern.
Honestly speaking, Wang Ye's training was a bit too rigorous.
When she was training, she practiced the Ice Sword Technique outside for three days before she officially began training inside.
"What's this?"
