Li Xiaoya landed lightly on a rock to one side, crossed his hands, and rapidly formed a series of hand seals. "Take this! Cross Flame Blade!" With a sweep of his hands, two Flame Blades shot out simultaneously. Under everyone's astonished gazes, they crossed in midair, forming a cross-shaped Flame Blade that abruptly doubled its speed as it hurtled toward Wang Ling.
When Wang Ling saw that the combination attack she had been certain would hit had missed Li Xiaoya, she never expected him to counterattack so quickly. By the time she reacted, the Flame Blade was almost upon her. It was too late to dodge now. Her fingers plucked the bowstring several times in quick succession, sending several Light Arrows toward the Cross Flame Blade, but they accomplished nothing beyond slowing it slightly. It continued shooting toward her.
"Even Junior Sister's Light Arrows, enhanced by her little bow Dharma Artifact, can't stop that Flame Blade. Its power is anything but ordinary," Wang Ding exclaimed, looking shocked.
"Yes! Who would have thought the boy had a move like that!" Wang Xuanyu said in surprise.
"Ling, watch out!" Wang Feiyu cried anxiously.
Wang Ling's expression changed, revealing her astonishment. She knew the power of her little bow better than anyone: not only could it increase her casting speed by thirty percent, it could also strengthen her spells by thirty or forty percent. But it was already too late to dodge. Gritting her teeth, she retreated several steps, then stamped her foot hard. Two Earth Walls erupted from the ground to block the Cross Flame Blade. Then she reached into her Storage Pouch and pulled out a White Buckler. With a flash of white light, the buckler grew to half a person's height, shielding most of her body.
Boom! Boom! The Flame