"Otherwise? Practicing martial arts is such a hard thing, so of course I choose to cultivate spirit."
Murong Yun's fingers flashed with green wood spiritual energy. As she turned, she threw a few seeds towards the opponent. As Miao Miao continued to use her skill 'Wu Sheng', the snowfield was filled with green vitality.
This time, sharp thorns sprouted from the growing vines, which looked very sharp under the snowy light, and they rushed towards the man without hesitation.