Fights Break Sphere: After I became Xiao Yan's sister, I was loved by everyone

"Ice Goddess! Interesting, I didn't expect this girl to have such a nickname."

Elder Su Qian stroked his beard and seemed to be interested.

The elder of the arena nearby leaned over to Elder Su Qian's ear and said something, and Elder Su Qian suddenly laughed without any scruples.

This surprised the elders of the arena very much. They had never seen Elder Su Qian behave so out of control. The elders of the arena turned to Elder Qing for advice. Elder Qing spread his hands, indicating that he didn't know either.

Qin Lang on the stage steadied his body, and the flaming gun in his hand drew a long gun mark on the ring. Wherever the gun mark passed, there were traces of fire.

"You are indeed very strong." This was the first sentence Qin Lang said after he stood firm, and it was also the greatest affirmation of Xiao Xue.

Xiao Xue held the Frost Sword in her hand, held it upright behind her, and smiled calmly: "You are also very strong. It seems that you have made great progress in the past few months."

Qin Lang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "But facing you, I suddenly feel that my progress is nothing. I really don't know if I am not diligent enough or you are too abnormal?"

Xiao Xue smiled charmingly when she heard this. In fact, she had to thank Hai Lao for all this, otherwise how could she have such control over ice?

Especially with his understanding of his own ice attributes, Xiao Xue swung the Frost Sword.

"Leave this question for yourself to think about. Our question now is who can leave the stage standing."

The tip of the Frost Sword emitted a white icy mist, like the icy mist that comes out of ice cubes under liquid nitrogen.

"You're right." Qin Lang held the Fiery Gun in his hand, his eyes still sharp. He was not discouraged by the fact that his fighting skills had just been broken. Instead, he had a posture of getting stronger with each battle.

Xiao Xue made a sword flower, tapped her toes lightly, and attacked Qin Lang like a flying swallow.

Qin Lang waved the Fiery Spear in his hand to block, and the collision between the Frost Sword and the Fiery Spear was like a collision of ice and fire.

The Frost Sword passed through the body of the Fiery Gun, and the body of the Fiery Gun instantly had a layer of ice left behind by the erosion of ice.

Qin Lang clearly saw Xiao Xue's figure passing by in front of him. He turned around and stood with a sword over his back, his clothes fluttering. Qin Lang stepped forward with his left foot and his legs formed a bow shape.

The two fought back and forth on the field, and every collision between the Fiery Spear and the Frost Sword determined the outcome of the game.

Qin Lang never thought that the light Frost Sword could also have such a powerful force.

In that attack just now, the Frost Sword seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. The Frost Sword was like a giant knife weighing a thousand pounds that chopped on the Fiery Gun. Qin Lang tried his best to meet it.

The arena under his feet actually cracked under the force of gravity, and even the arena under his feet was shattered, and small pieces of stone were formed.

Qin Lang bent his legs, and beads of sweat continued to seep out of his forehead, rolling down to the ground drop by drop. The temperature of the ground instantly evaporated the sweat, turning it into small white gas balls that floated into the air.

The Frost Sword suppressed the Fiery Spear tightly, and it seemed that this blow was enough to destroy Qin Lang's fighting will. So far, Xiao Xue has not taken the initiative to use any fighting skills against Qin Lang.

It was enough to suppress Qin Lang. Qin Lang watched the Frost Sword moving downwards little by little, but his own Fiery Spear seemed to be struggling under the gravity of the Frost Sword.

At this time, Qin Lang's body was covered with a layer of fighting spirit, and his hands holding the Fiery Gun had bent, and the Frost Sword was only an inch away from Qin Lang's head.

Qin Lang could clearly feel the icy breath coming from the Frost Sword, and that pair of moving eyes appeared in front of him, and the girlish aura of Xiao Xue came to his face.

But there was a voice in Qin Lang's heart saying: I can't lose like this.

Suddenly Qin Lang shouted loudly, burning the fighting spirit in his body. With the help of the fighting spirit, Qin Lang's strength was obviously much greater.

Qin Lang swung his sword upward fiercely, and the Fiery Spear, which was filled with huge fighting spirit, attacked like a fire dragon. Xiao Xue retracted the Frost Sword, retreated quickly, turned several times in the air, and finally landed slowly and steadily.

Xiao Xue's previous attack was just a tentative attack, trying to find out whether Qin Lang was really suffering from a loss of fighting spirit.

Qin Lang's slightly pale face and the slight disorder in his breath after he repelled Xiao Xue all indicated one thing: Qin Lang had already consumed a lot of his fighting spirit.

The people in the stands didn't understand. Xiao Xue had clearly suppressed Qin Lang, so why didn't she defeat Qin Lang quickly?

"I'm afraid my little sister is having fun."

Xiao Yan said to himself, with Xiao Xue's personality, she didn't like any one-hit-kill moves, unless it was a life-or-death fight. As for such competitions, Xiao Xue enjoyed the experience and fun it brought her.

"Or maybe Sister Xue'er is deliberately showing weakness. After all, this is only the first game. I'm afraid the following games will become more and more difficult."

Xiao Xun'er has her own different opinions.

"I am now glad that she is my sister, otherwise she would have schemed against me."

Xiao Yan showed a hint of cunning, and Xiao Xun'er covered her mouth and laughed: "Brother Xiao Yan, aren't you afraid that I will tell Sister Xue'er that you said bad things about her behind her back?"

"Uh, Xun'er, how can this be considered bad? I'm praising my sister."

Xiao Yan scratched the back of his head awkwardly, indicating that what he just said was really praising Xiao Xue.

We can't accuse him wrongly. Xiao Xun'er's charming smile is also very touching.

Qin Lang didn't think so. Xiao Xue had just stood still when Qin Lang quickly swung the flaming gun in his hand.

He actually used the pebbles under his feet as weapons of attack. Xiao Xue saw a gust of wind carrying a lot of pebbles, not to mention that those pebbles were actually attached with burning flames.

It seems that I don't know much about Qin Lang.

Xiao Xue swung the Frost Sword in a sword flower, forming an ice vortex, and all the flying pebbles were sucked into the vortex.

Xiao Xue could clearly see that Qin Lang's Fiery Spear was approaching her.

This Qin Lang seemed to have more combat experience than his last time, and he knew when to attack to his advantage.

Xiao Xue bent down, with her upper body parallel to the ring, and the tip of the Fiery Gun passed by an inch above Xiao Xue's nose.

Xiao Xue did not stop either. She gently swung the Frost Sword in her hand to derail the Fiery Gun from its original trajectory.

He used the force of the arena on his toes to retreat backwards. At the same time, a phantom of an ice sword broke through the void.

The target was of course Qin Lang. Qin Lang wanted to pursue the victory, but he saw an ice sword coming towards him.

Qin Lang was shocked and did a series of backflips. The ice sword fell less than one meter away from where Qin Lang was standing. When the ice sword fell, the surrounding arena was instantly covered with a layer of ice.

Qin Lang was stunned. This series of actions was completed in an instant. It only took a short moment from defense to attack.

In particular, his feet were also sealed by the spreading ice.

Qin Lang didn't have time to think about it. The Fiery Gun was like an ice layer, breaking the ice layer and turning it into countless ice particles that flew everywhere.