Rye was faster than lightning itself. She went all out from the very beginning by imbuing red lightning into her leg.

Ryan cross-blocked the kick with visible effort. “Going for the face of an elder, you’re quite rude, Rye.”

“I don’t want to hear that from someone who doesn’t try to understand my feelings!” Rye spun in midair and went for Ryan’s midsection with an axing kick.

Ryan blocked her skin with his right elbow before it struck his waist. The class of their spiritual energies didn’t destroy the environment around them but actually promoted the growth of the plant life, for both Rye and Ryan’s hearts were being driven by positive thoughts, despite how they tried to oppose each other.

Rye kept her distance close and targeted his fists, wanting to make the soil in his hands spill to the ground no matter what.

Ryan sucked in a deep breath and formed white spheres around his fists. These spheres not only helped Ryan defend from Rye but also be on the offense.

Rye’s movements were li