Smack—
A pale-blue whip shadow struck the stone floor of the training ground. In an instant, all the dust accumulated on the ground was swept into the air. The freezing chill turned every speck of airborne dust into frosty grit, which then came pattering down like hail, ringing out with crisp chimes.
Leon tiptoed across the training ground, which was thick with icy cold air. When he saw the terrifying crack in the floor, he froze completely.
The black, shadowy fissure was more than ten meters long and half a meter deep, surrounded by icy Frost Marks.
Leon could hardly believe his eyes. The training ground floor was made of special stone. He had been training in this Youthful Grace Hall training ground for quite some time now, and no matter how much havoc he wreaked, he had never left a single mark on the floor. Yet Xiliu had merely flicked her whip casually just now—without even seeming to exert any force—and achieved this result.
"If that hit me, I'd probably be split in two in an instant." Leon could not help shivering, though he did not know whether it was from the cold or from the chill in his heart.
At this moment, Shan, who was sitting on Ganke's shoulder, also arrived at the training ground. Looking at the crack on the ground, surprise filled her eyes as well. "The power of this Frost Ice Whip is simply terrifying."
Shan turned to look at Xiliu, who was staring blankly off to the side. "Did you put any strength into that?"
Xiliu instinctively shook her head. "No, I just swung it casually..."
Casually? Just casually?!
Everyone present—Leon, Xiliu, Alan, and Glen alike—felt dizzy before their eyes. Swinging a whip like that could produce such an attack...
"Then how powerful would