"Hell Stab."
"Hell Stab!"
The sisters' first two Spirit Skills were identical, so what they were competing over was their mastery of the skills. Of course, Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Power was quite a bit higher, which also gave her a slight advantage.
"Clang."
The two cat claws touched and instantly parted. Zhu Zhuyun retreated three steps, while Zhu Zhuqing stood firm.
"Netherworld Hundred Claws."
"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"
Their figures flickered in and out like Ghosts.
The "ding," "ding," "ding," "ding," "ding" of clashing metal rose and fell across the Arena, the rhythm fully maxed out. Some spectators had even started bobbing their heads along to the sound.
Ning Bei felt that if he had not transmigrated to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and awakened the Pill Pagoda Martial Soul, opening a nail salon at the gates of the Star Luo Zhu Family would not have been bad either. With that kind of clawing, just how many nails would they wear down?
After another round of competition, the sisters pulled apart again. A trace of frustration rose in Zhu Zhuyun's heart. As the older sister by nearly seven years, being Suppressed by her own younger sister in every way really made it hard to save face.
"Zhuqing, don't look down on me. I'm getting serious."
"As you like!"
Little Cat's indifferent tone made Zhu Zhuyun so angry her liver trembled. How had she never known before that this younger sister of hers could be so infuriating?
"Netherworld Springfall."
A cloud of mist filled with wicked intent spread out from Zhu Zhuyun's body, soon enveloping Zhu Zhuqing within it.
Feeling her breathing gradually become difficult, Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, then her figure vanished straight from the Arena.
It was a true disappearance. Zhu Zhuyun could not detect her younger sister's position