This move... Forget Yoshino, even Yi Lin wouldn't be able to take it head-on.
Wait.
Yi Lin's brow twitched. He noticed Thor Pikachu's movements seemed oddly familiar.
As if he had seen a certain dog strike a similar pose once before.
Through the electric arcs and smoke.
Cracks began spreading all over Yoshino's skin.
The cracked surface peeled away rapidly under the lightning, like a shell shedding.
Beneath the blackened shell, what unfolded before Yi Lin and the Supreme Mage was flawless, snow-white skin.
"Heeheehee—"
Yoshino let out a sharp, eerie laugh.
She lightly pressed against the air with her feet and floated in mid-air.
With just a grasp of her hands, the rampaging lightning around her was gradually pulled into her palms.
Yi Lin frowned.
Meanwhile, Gaya Kantomi was speechless at this blatant cheat-like maneuver, her scorn written all over her face: "She died once, muttered something about a 'second round,' and became even stronger. And now..."
