"Hidden Needle in Cotton!"
Tong Chuan launched another palm strike. The overwhelming Palm Power contained needle-like True Qi that transformed into a rain of needles and shot out the moment he struck.
DING! DING! DING! DING!
As Xiao Muyu retreated, she continuously swung her Juechen Sword to block the dense rain of needles.
WHOOSH!
Seizing this opportunity, Tong Chuan closed the distance, launching five palm shadows toward Xiao Muyu.
"Overturning Clouds and Rain!"
Xiao Muyu executed the final move of the Rain Spirit Sword Technique, her sword qi sweeping out like rain.
The battle between them was extremely intense, making it difficult to determine a winner.
When their strengths were so similar, deciding a victor was very difficult.
"Yin and Yang complement each other, not engaging in a battle of strength; being substantial while indeed void, seeming void while actual."
At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly resonated beside Xiao Muyu's ear.
