Such an ability required one's spirit to be incredibly strong.
However, Jiang Wudao also understood that such foresight would greatly deplete the spirit and, considering that Su Jie's vitality was weaker than his, the first one to fall would definitely be Su Jie.
"Your Moon Wheel is indeed very fast, but it is not invincible," he said.
While speaking, Su Jie opened his mouth and spat out thirty-five sword pellets, which flew out instantly, slicing through the air and forming thirty-five vacuum strips with beautiful arcs, surrounding Jiang Wudao from all directions.
Ding!
Jiang Wudao stood still, his expression light and breezy, the Moon Wheels beside him spinning and using their broad blades to block the impact of the thirty-five sword pellets.
The sounds produced by the collision seemed to carry a unique rhythm, as if playing a beautiful lullaby.
From a distance, Jos, hearing this sound, appeared slightly dazed with his eyes glazed.
"Wake up!"
