As long as one had the desire to become stronger, even techniques from comics could be brought into reality.
Thinking this, Xiao Shou moved his divine sense and collected all the Windwheel Dandelion into his storage belt.
Just as he was about to unleash another strike, he noticed through his divine sense that Xiao Ran and the others were all staring at him with varying expressions.
A thought flashed through his mind.
Before his brain could fully process it, his body reacted.
He slightly stirred his spiritual energy, causing his face to turn pale, then descended toward them.
In a weak voice, he said, "I need to recover first. That last move drained all my spiritual energy."
"Such a powerful sword technique cannot be used repeatedly at the Golden Core stage. The fact that you could even unleash it is already remarkable," Chi Jia nodded and continued, "Fellow Daoist Xiao, when you have time, let us spar. Your sword techniques are impressive."
