"You're just a stepping stone for me!"
Du Junxiong seemed to be muttering to himself as the anger on his face completely disappeared. Instead, it was replaced by a solemn expression.
Following the change in Du Junxiong's expression, practically everyone suddenly felt that the True Yuan in the area had suddenly become chaotic. Wave after wave of astonishing True Yuan crazily gushed towards Du Junxiong's direction as if it was attracted by something.
"Woo woo …"
On the stage, it was as if a violent hurricane had appeared. However, this hurricane was not a natural phenomenon, but a result of the figure on the stage.
Under the condensation of countless True Energy, Du Junxiong's body actually emitted rays of light. The True Energy wrapped around his body, causing his body to appear as majestic as a deity. His aura was like a mountain that pressed down on everyone's hearts, causing them to involuntarily hold their breaths.
Just this aura alone was enough to suppress a Martial Grand Master expert!
This was Du Junxiong's strength!
Compared to Du Junxiong's side, Qin Yichen's side was much quieter. Streams of nearly transparent True Energy wrapped around his body. This seemingly transparent True Energy seemed to be extremely condensed. No matter how the outside wind and rain battered him, he remained majestic and unmoving.
Countless people nervously stared at the two of them. They knew that the battle was about to break out!
"Da!"
Du Junxiong took a step forward. The soft sound caused countless people's pupils to shrink. They saw Du Junxiong slowly raise his left hand as an ice-cold temperature seemed to sweep out.
"Ice attribute! He's actually an attribute martial artist! "
"You just found out? Otherwise, how do you think Du Junxiong was valued by the elders of the thousand year families?"
Feeling the temperature of the area plummet, some people could not help but cry out in alarm.
"Buzz buzz …"
As Du Junxiong lifted his slender palm, the True Yuan that filled the sky suddenly violently surged, and finally poured into Du Junxiong's palm. At this moment, Du Junxiong's palm had already turned into an ice hand, covered with a layer of sparkling and translucent ice.
Lü Linghan, who was on top of the high wall, saw Du Junxiong's hand turn into an ice sculpture, and her face instantly changed.
"Frost Palm, he used this move right away … Looks like Du Junxiong didn't intend to hold back at all!"
Luo Qingyu and Wang Hailin's expressions changed abruptly. They would never forget that Du Junxiong had used this move to defeat them.
Numerous low exclamations of surprise also spread around the arena.
Obviously, they all knew that this was Du Junxiong's signature move, but they did not expect him to use it so early.
Did he really intend to blast the person who provoked him into ice dregs with one move?
This meant that Du Junxiong had an even more powerful martial skill!
They really did not know how Qin Yichen would deal with this move.
Countless gazes turned to look at Qin Yichen, whose entire body was wrapped in a layer of transparent True Yuan. Many of the sharper people only now realized that Qin Yichen's True Yuan seemed to be somewhat different, and there was a faint trace of heat emitted from it.
The icy wind that swept over from the surroundings suddenly collided with it, and immediately melted like snow in the east meeting summer, transforming into wisps of mist that rose into the air.
Perhaps, other people would find it difficult to move under Du Junxiong's aura, but Qin Yichen was not much affected.
His entire body was enveloped in True Yuan, and his eyes suddenly opened. Within those black pupils, a cold and fierce intent was revealed without a doubt.
"Die!"
Following Du Junxiong's furious roar, he fiercely stomped his foot, and immediately, a shallow pit was created on the sturdy arena.
"Swoosh!"
As he stomped his foot, Du Junxiong's figure was like a red lightning bolt as he pounced towards Qin Yichen. Then, under Du Junxiong's cold gaze, his right hand, which was like an ice sculpture, carried a wave of frightening cold wind as it viciously swatted towards Qin Yichen from above.
“
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As Du Junxiong's palm swatted downwards, vigorous True Yuan immediately erupted like a wave, and an icy aura directly swept outwards, causing pieces of ice to appear in the depths of the arena.
Du Junxiong's figure and his palm rapidly enlarged in Qin Yichen's eyes. The astonishing pressure caused Qin Yichen's robes to flutter loudly.
"What is he doing, why isn't he dodging?"
"Is it because of Young Master Du's Ice Attribute that caused his body to become numb?"
When they saw that Qin Yichen was actually still standing at his original spot, many people could not help but cry out in alarm.
"Dodge it!"
Lv Linghan, who was on top of the high wall, and Shu Ruyan and her sister, who were below, all shouted anxiously.
At this moment, they finally realized how important this youth was to them.
"You dare to snatch my woman, you must die!"
Qin Yichen spat out a mouthful of white air. Instantly, an incomparably scorching aura fiercely burst forth from his body, directly dispersing the icy aura that enveloped him.
"Sizzle sizzle …"
In an instant, countless amounts of water vapor rose into the air, and a white fog enveloped the two people on the arena, causing everything to appear extremely blurry.
"Swoosh!"
Just as countless people were looking to the side to clearly see the situation within the white fog, a sharp sword aura flashed past.
"Pfff!"
Fresh blood suddenly sputtered out from within the white fog. At the same time, a shrill shriek that had changed its pitch was also emitted from within.
"What's going on?"
"Who's injured?"
"It should be Qin Yichen. That move just now was something that even Luo Qingyu and the rest could not handle, let alone an alchemist like him."
"It's a pity, otherwise, his achievements would definitely surpass Grandmaster Gu Ye's!"
Moments later, as a cool breeze blew past, the white fog above the arena slowly dissipated, and the situation within the arena appeared before everyone's eyes.
The first to appear before everyone's eyes was Qin Yichen.
At this moment, his red robes were incomparably disheveled, as if they had been cut by tens of thousands of blades. At the corner of his mouth, there was a glaring trace of blood.
At this moment, he stood on the arena, his chest violently heaving up and down. It was as if Du Junxiong's killing move had caused him to be seriously injured.
"Where's Du Junxiong?"
When they saw that Qin Yichen had not collapsed, countless gazes hurriedly swept over. In the end, their pupils violently shrank.
At this moment, Du Junxiong was standing less than ten feet away from Qin Yichen. His body was upright, but everyone could feel that his body was trembling.
"What … what is that?"
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