"Now try the Sky Weave." Yang Ze was getting more and more excited.
Listening to his command, the Spiritwing fluttered its wings once again, and this time, a thin layer of wind suddenly appeared in front of Yang Ze.
"This is?" Touching the layer of wind that looked like a wall, Yang Ze was stunned for a moment.
"Is this the defensive skill?" Muttering to himself, he kept on increasing his strength, hoping to test its limits. Yet, no matter how much strength he put in, there were no changes in it.
"So tough?" Yang Ze was about to use his Black Tiger fist when he felt the Spiritwing's emotions telling him to calm down.
"Uh!?" This was the first time Yang Ze felt that the spiritwing could actually communicate with him. Even though no words were spoken, Yang Ze had a brief idea of what it was trying to say.
This Sky weave technique was a defensive one that could block incoming attacks as long as the spiritwing's energy was sufficient.
