The woman was just about to press in and fight Jiang Qiao to the death.
Her momentum was now soaring.
Her confidence had surged.
A vicious, excited smile spread across her face. Every movement was broad and forceful, and her ferocity towered over the world!
But...
All of a sudden.
Strange patterns appeared across her body.
Arcs of lightning intertwined.
The densely crisscrossing sparks wove together, forming a net that was invisible yet tangible. It manifested over the woman's skin, making it look as though she had been stuffed into a fishing net.
"Damn it!"
"What's going on?"
The woman immediately sensed that her body had grown heavy and stiff, no longer obeying her commands.
Cyan baleful energy steamed around her.
She immediately tried to forcibly drive the lightning from her body.
Yet she was stunned to discover—
The lightning seemed to have fused with her body. It was not impossible to separate it completely, but it certainly could not be done in a short time.
It needed time...
But she was in the middle of a battle to the death. Where would she find the time?
"Hehe."
Jiang Qiao chuckled.
He lightly clenched his palm in the air, and a rope-like bundle of lightning immediately appeared in his hand. It was connected perfectly to the "fishing net" around the woman, like the drawstring of a bag being tightened.
"Get off me!"
The woman snapped coldly.
She gripped the wooden staff and thrust it forward viciously, as though some invisible object were blocking the space ahead.
She had used this move before.
It seemed that this was not the wooden staff's own ability, but rather some technique of hers that merely borrowed the staff to produce a stronger effect.
Although it looked like she was striking at empty air,
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