My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker!

2951 Full Body Spiritual Armor

Today, she would make sure this fool learned the meaning of “there’s always someone better.”

In the future, he should think twice before provoking people he couldn’t handle.

Qiao Mu chuckled. In the blink of an eye, a layer of transparent, water-colored spiritual armor, akin to a second skin, enveloped her crimson battle attire and rapidly expanded.

It extended from her limbs to her chest, back, and wrapped around her slender neck, eventually encompassing her entire head.

In an instant, a complete set of spiritual armor had materialized, adhering so closely to her attire that it seemed invisible. However, to any discerning observer, it was evident that this was an unparalleled defensive spiritual armor.

Collective gasps filled the air, and all eyes remained riveted on Qiao Mu’s seemingly supernatural transformation.

This young girl had the capability to manifest a full-body spiritual armor?

Wasn’t it common knowledge that all spiritual cultivators below Level 5 couldn’t independently produce spiritual armor?

Why was it that when it came to this young lady, the laws of nature appeared to be defied?

Qi Xuanxuan leaped up with excitement, energetically waving her tiny fists. “Qiaoqiao is formidable. Qiaoqiao will surely emerge victorious!”

Duanmu Qing and her companions, who stood nearby, wished they could cover Xuanxuan’s mouth; this quirky exclamation had attracted everyone’s attention.

“Full-body spiritual armor?” Su Xihua gawked at Qiao Mu in astonishment. He was at a loss for words to describe his current state of mind.

The young lady had nonchalantly created a full-body spiritual armor, covering her from head to toe?

Before he could react, he watched as the young lady opposite him surged forward like a speeding cannonball with a mere tap of her feet.

Her velocity could only be described as lightning-fast.

She streaked toward Su Xihua with the swiftness of a bolt of cold lightning and came to an abrupt halt right in front of him.

Su Xihua barely managed to interpose his crossed arms to shield himself from her sudden punch.

Bang!

The young lady’s fist connected with his crossed arms, and the spiritual armor covering his arms promptly cracked with a resounding snap.

Onlookers were left in a state of utter astonishment.

Was this the speed and strength one would expect from a Level 3 spiritual cultivator?

It appeared to defy all expectations!

“Wait, isn’t Su Xihua a Level 15 Grand Spiritual Cultivator?”

“You’re right. Not only is he a Level 15 Grand Spiritual Cultivator, but he also possesses a Grade Eight Water Spirit.”

“It seems like the young lady has remarkable firepower, but can she truly compete with Su Xihua?” As someone began to critique the situation, the young lady proceeded to land another robust punch on Su Xihua.

She targeted Su Xihua’s face.

To ward off her relentless strikes, Su Xihua had no choice but to repeatedly cross his arms in defense. Consequently, under the young lady’s three punches, the spiritual armor encasing his arms crumbled into pieces!

The unsuspecting observers in the front row couldn’t believe their eyes.

What in the world?

A Level 3 spiritual cultivator had just shattered the defensive spiritual armor protecting the arms of a Level 15 Grand Spiritual Cultivator?

It was utterly absurd!

Impossible, impossible! The unsuspecting onlookers at the forefront couldn’t help but rub their eyes, their mouths agape in sheer astonishment.

This was because they collectively witnessed a truly harrowing sight: following the obliteration of the spiritual armor encasing the individual’s arm, Miss Qiao nonchalantly withdrew an enormous black axe from her spiritual reservoir—a weapon even taller than herself…