She gripped the haft of the grand halberd with one hand, her crisp voice constantly ringing out.
Glistening sweat dripped down, yet quickly dried by her mana.
At this moment, both sides were engaged in a fierce and exhilarating battle.
They fought intensely, exchanging thousands of moves without determining a victor.
Sun Wukong was brimming with mana, his blood surging, nearly reaching his limit.
Zixia was the same, panting heavily, her chest heaving as her eyes burned with fighting spirit.
The only one who could battle her to this point, yet not at the Supreme level, was Sun Wukong.
"Want to continue?"
Zixia asked.
Sun Wukong sensed Zhenyuan's condition; he had already completed his breakthrough and was now finishing up.
Hearing Zixia's words, Sun Wukong smiled slightly and said, "Forget it, if I continue, when my brother finishes his seclusion, you might not get away."
Zixia was slightly startled, then sensed Zhenyuan's condition.
