Everyone else stared in fear at the ball of ice that had flown out of sight and fell silent for a long time.
Among them, aside from Zhang Xiaofan, Fourth Senior Brother was the fastest. The others had not recovered much spiritual power yet either.
Fourth Senior Brother shook his head and chased after it. Du Bishu's spiritual power was nearly exhausted; if they left him alone, even if nothing happened, he would still suffer for it!
That poor Sixth Senior Brother—if his spiritual power had not been drained, he would never have been so easily trapped in ice by Little Fatty.
Aunt You had witnessed the inhuman ability of Fifth Senior Brother's left hand and recalled the reports saying that throughout the journey to the Wildlands, this fifth-ranked disciple of Big Bamboo Peak had never once made a move. The original guesses had been that either his strength was insufficient, or, more likely, that he was not weak at all—perhaps even stronger—and simply had no need to act.
Judging by today, the second guess was the correct one.
"Big Bamboo Peak!" Aunt You murmured, her eyes sweeping over the disciples of Big Bamboo Peak with deep wariness.
"Fifth Senior Brother! Just you wait! When Sixth Senior Brother comes back, he'll definitely come looking for trouble with you!" Wu Dayi clapped Fifth Senior Brother on the shoulder and laughed with gloating delight. He was happy that Fifth Senior Brother had regained his ability.
"No problem!" Zheng Dali said with a smile. "When the time comes, just slap him flying again! I love watching him turn into a streak of light and fly toward the horizon!"
The other disciples of Big Bamboo Peak also came forward one after another to congratulate Fifth Senior Brother on finally being able to use spiritual