Jing Yao spun around in an instant and hurled the Purple Lightning Shield she had been continuously condensing at Ye Qingyu. The solid sound of flesh colliding rang out as Ye Qingyu was sent flying dozens of meters away, crashing heavily into the energy barrier outside the arena that protected the spectator stands. The powerful impact even caused a ripple across the energy barrier.
Good grief!
She had thought that shield was pretty good at defending, but it turned out getting hit by it hurt like hell too.
Ye Qingyu sighed inwardly.
If she had known, when she obtained her first Soul Ring, she should have asked her mother to help her hunt a defensive Soul Beast for it. Now, her only weakness was her lack of strong defense.
"Big Sister, have you already reached your limit? Why aren't you continuing to attack? Or have you run out of ways to defeat me?"
Jing Yao dispelled Five Senses Possession and returned to her frail appearance, but the expression on her face was rather smug, seemingly mocking Ye Qingyu's current bedraggled state.
When Qiao Na in the stands saw that expression on her precious daughter's face, she slapped her husband hard on the head in annoyance. Of all things to inherit, why did she have to inherit her father's smug personality?
Jing Hang: Fine, let her inherit mine. As long as she didn't inherit your Chongqing Tyrant Dragon temper!
Jing Hang had complete confidence in his daughter's abilities. Although Jing Yao had not followed his path of powerful assault, she specialized in defense, which meant that no one of the same rank could break through her formidable defenses.
Furthermore, Jing Yao's Fourth Soul Skill bore a striking resemblance to Jing Hang's Third Soul Skill. Though it was not a defensive