'He's fine? How is that possible? How could anyone withstand my Seven Flowers Poison Needle!'
A storm raged in Shari's heart as alarm bells screamed in her mind. She frantically channeled her Spiritual Power, and with a wave of her fair hand, three more Seven Flowers Poison Needles, as fine as ox hair, shot toward Shu Feng.
TING! TING! TING!
The three Seven Flowers Poison Needles struck Shu Feng's Membrane of Spiritual Power, pierced through it, and jabbed into his body before being flung away one by one.
"Kneel!!"
A vicious glint flashed in Shu Feng's eyes as he instantly shot up from his seat like a terrifying beast. He thrust out a palm, which blazed like a Great Sun as it slammed toward Shari.
The color drained from Shari's face. She quickly channeled her Spiritual Power, forming a Membrane of Spiritual Power around herself, but was immediately struck by Shu Feng's palm.
