After half of his spirit energy was restored, the soreness in his arms from the overexertion disappeared.
When she opened her eyes, a layer of ice had already formed on her body, wrapping her like an ice cocoon. The ground beside her was frozen as well. Number one and number five sat beside her, seemingly in a meditative state.
Song Qing moved her hands. The ice cocoon on her body cracked and fell to the ground, forming a thick layer of ice. As she stood up, a cold mist spread to the surroundings.
The others who were taking their seats also opened their eyes when they heard song Qing's movement.
Number six stood up with the help of number seven.
Although he still did not look good, he looked much better than before. He looked down at the ground that was still emitting cold air and rubbed his arms subconsciously.
