With the Purple Demon Eye sharpening her vision, Wang Dong'er clearly picked out the real body among the overlapping wolf shadows. She could even see the cold gleam on their claws.
The wolf-type Soul Ancestor's move seemed endless. As soon as one shadow clone finished slashing, another took its place, leaving Wang Dong'er no choice but to defend.
It looked as though her opponent had the upper hand.
But Wang Dong'er showed no sign of panic. Her pretty face was focused as she swung the Clear Sky Hammer with practiced precision, blocking every attack.
"That's all the world's greatest tool Martial Soul can do? It's laughably clumsy! Your Soul Power is lower than mine. My Endless Shadow Claws will wear you down sooner or later!"
The wolf-type Soul Ancestor was already celebrating victory halfway through the fight. As far as he could see, no matter how formidable the Clear Sky Hammer was, she still needed an opening to hit him.
"Hah. You're the laughable one!" Wang Dong'er shot back with a cold smile.
Who smiled while being forced onto the defensive?
Someone who knew she was going to win. Someone who had it in the bag.
Sure enough, the wolf-type Soul Ancestor soon realized something was wrong. Cold sweat broke out across his body.
Wang Dong'er's strength was building with every blow!!
At first, it had increased so gradually that he hadn't noticed. But after dozens of swings, the force behind her hammer had grown severalfold!
That kind of power... How can a Soul Elder possibly have it!? Alarm bells rang in the wolf-type Soul Ancestor's head as sweat beaded on his forehead.
Every swing Wang Dong'er made now carried the full force of a strength-focused Soul Elder's all-out strike, and the power was still climbing!
Two wolf-shadow clones burst