On the stage.
Lu Qianqian stood proudly like a plum blossom in the snow.
Thick cold air filled the air and a layer of ice gradually formed on the ground.
Although the environment was as cold as winter, Ling Li, who was ten meters away, didn't care. After all, he had an outstanding physical body and could naturally resist the cold.
The referee saw that both of them had returned to their positions and shouted, "Fight, begin!"
"Bang —"
As soon as the voice fell, Ling Li rushed over like a cannonball.
"Whoosh whoosh!"
At the same time, his right arm suddenly waved and a powerful energy shook the space, turning into a fist that passed through layers of cold air.
He disdained to fight with a woman, so he decided to end it quickly.
However, when the violent energy surged like a wave, the ice on the ground flickered and a visible cold air immediately appeared and enveloped the fist.
"Crack crack!"
Not only did the fist slow down significantly, but the surface gradually gathered ice shards and turned into a lifelike ice sculpture during the sprint.
"Pa."
Lu Qianqian raised her flawless white hand and gently placed it on the ice.
"Crack!"
The frozen fist instantly shattered into pieces of ice.
When the spectators saw this, they were immediately amazed by this woman's use and control of the ice element!
Especially Nangong Qingxuan. When he saw Lu Qianqian easily break the fist, he praised, "A rare ice cultivator!"
"Ta!"
Ling Li stepped out and gathered violent energy to rush over.
The ice element's function was to slow down and control, but he needed brute force to break it.
Although this method was barbaric, it seemed to be the most effective. However, when he sprinted, the cold air was even stronger than on the stage. Pieces of ice stuck to his body, causing his speed to significantly decrease.
When he sprinted in front of Lu Qianqian, most of Ling Li's body was covered in ice. Whether it was lifting his foot or his hand, it was abnormally slow and difficult.
"Kid."
Gu Tianxing was surprised. "Your disciple's control of the ice element is probably not weaker than the Daoyuan Sect's eldest disciple."
"Of course."
Jun Changxiao smiled proudly.
Lu Qianqian's screen time was getting less and less recently because she was obsessed with cultivation like Zhou Hong. Not to mention her fellow disciples, even he, the Patriarch, rarely saw her.
There was no need to say how strong he was.
At the very least, his understanding of the Ice Element had reached the pinnacle of perfection.
"Shua!"
Lu Qianqian raised her hand again. Her movements seemed slow, but when she hit Li Li across the air, there was an explosion.
"…"
Ling Li remained where he was.
Even though Zhang Xuan had been sealed in ice and was unable to fly out, the impact of the attack had caused his blood to surge furiously, threatening to gush out from his throat.
This woman's strength is too strong!
Under normal circumstances, ice elementalists were mainly used for control and usually did not have brute strength.
However, the pain that Lu Qianqian's long-range attack brought to Ling Li was no less than the sum of the damage that Su Xiaomo's previous kicks had brought to him.
"Shua!"
At this moment, Lu Qianqian raised her hand again and slapped her in the face.
Ling Li was furious!
This kind of attack was a deliberate attempt to humiliate him!
Although he was angry, he couldn't move his body.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
There was a huge commotion in the venue as cold air filled the air.
The spectating martial artists endured the cold while witnessing the female disciples of the Sect of All Times slapping Ling Li's face from left to right. Because they used too much strength, there were no slapping sounds, but booming sounds.
A moment later.
Lu Qianqian stopped.
"Wah!"
Ling Li, who had been slapped dozens of times, could not hold back the blood and immediately spat it out.
Spitting blood was a small matter. The important thing was that his meridians were damaged in many places, which greatly reduced his defense and made it difficult for him to break free from the frozen state.
"Eldest Senior Sister is ruthless," Su Xiaomo said to himself.
When he fought with Ling Li, he had promised Ye Xingchen that he would hold back his strength, so the damage he could cause to his opponent was limited.
Lu Qianqian was different.
Slap after slap, those were all real.
Not to mention Ling Li, even Jun Changxiao would not be able to take it even if he used his face dozens of times.
Would it be over just by spitting blood?
No.
It was just the beginning.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Lu Qianqian was still standing in the same spot. Her palms fluctuated in the air, gathering the power of extreme cold again and again to blast Ling Li's face.
This battle was not fancy. There was only one person who seemed to be punished to stand, while the other was slapping his face crazily.
"…"
The spectators' mouths twitched, and they turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch.
Puff!
Puff!
Ling Li's head turned left and right. Blood spurted out and dyed the ice on the ground red. As for how miserable his face was, it could no longer be described with words.
Here, one had to praise Lu Qianqian's control of her strength. From beginning to end, her opponent stood on the stage like a sand sculpture and did not fly out due to excessive force.
Was it déjà vu?
That's right.
Ling Li had previously ravaged Li Tiantian like this.
He clearly could have defeated the other party, but he controlled his strength all the way until he exhausted the other party under the watchful eyes of the crowd.
"…"
The spectating martial artists trembled in fear, and their scalps turned cold.
The adopted son of the Celestial Devil Emperor was very arrogant and strong. They never thought that he would be so badly beaten by a woman.
"Sigh."
He Wudi shook his head.
It was rare for him to be serious, but Eldest Senior Sister intercepted him.
Forget it.
I'd better continue to keep a low profile.
"Damn it!"
Ye Xingchen clenched his fists.
Although Eldest Senior Sister was able to vent her anger by torturing Ling Li, it would definitely be better if it was him!
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
On the stage, Lu Qianqian suppressed Ling Li with absolute strength, torturing him again and again. The cruelty of the scene was indescribable.
This tragic scene lasted for a full hour.
If there was a timer, Lu Qianqian would torture him for as long as Ling Li tortured Li Tiantian. There was absolutely no difference.
Of course.
The time was the same, but the strength was different.
When Lu Qianqian retracted her hand, Ling Li's head was still swaying from side to side due to inertia until it slowly stopped. His entire face was quickly covered with mosaic.
"…"
The spectators shuddered.
How could a woman be so cruel!
Phew!
At this time, the surrounding ice layer quickly melted, freeing Ling Li's body. He staggered backward and fell out of the stage.
"Awesome!"
Gou Sheng laughed.
At this moment, the outcome was clear.
As long as that guy fell to the ground, the winner would be …
While Jun Changxiao was thinking, the smile on his face suddenly froze, because the eldest disciple in his field of vision jumped out of the stage.
Thud.
Plop!
Lu Qianqian landed first, followed by Ling Li.
Gah!
The venue instantly quieted down.
"This …" Gu Tianxing was also dumbfounded.
The referee and assistant referees looked at each other, then hurriedly gathered together. Some put on headphones, and some watched the video replay.
A few minutes later, the referee jumped onto the stage, made a professional hand gesture, and announced loudly, "Lu Qianqian will fall out of the stage first. According to the rules of the Galaxy Tournament, the winner is — Ling Li!"
Pfft!
Jun Changxiao directly collapsed on the chair, blood spurting out like a fountain.
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