Making Friends

“Yu Xiaoyu possesses innate divine power. It is said that at the tender age of two or three, she could lift a hundred catties of boulders. With exceptional talent in refining tools, she was taken in as a closed-door disciple by the Grandmaster of the Daqi Sect. After reaching the Astral Projection stage, she was designated as the next Sect Master.”

Feng Qingyang spoke, shaking his head with a sense of awe.

“Innate divine power?”

Xu Yi’s eyes widened in realization, understanding why she held a seemingly heavy iron hammer in her hand.

I wonder if Bei Xinghan has a way to counter this divine-powered young Sect Master?

A glimmer of hope flashed in Xu Yi’s eyes.

On the competition stage, Bei Xinghan looked down at his slightly twitching arm, his thoughts racing.

Several sword lights had been shattered by Yu Xiaoyu’s hammer.

When he clashed swords with the young girl, the tremendous force transmitted through the hammer nearly shattered his arm.