What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

"what ever."

After speaking, Wei Xiaoran casually raised his right hand.

"Buzz—"

The surrounding air temperature plummeted instantly.

Visible to the naked eye, the icy blue elemental energy surged wildly, rapidly compressing and condensing in front of her fair palm.

In less than half a breath, a two-meter-long ice crystal spear, crystal clear throughout yet exuding a deadly chill, was formed.

The tip of the ice spear gleamed with a chilling light.

"go."

Wei Xiaoran flicked his fingertips slightly.

The ice crystal spear tore through the air, creating a sharp sonic boom, and pierced straight into Luo Yurou's chest.

Extremely fast!

Luo Yurou dared not be careless in the slightest, even though it was just a probing attack.

"boom!"

The hidden Yuan energy within the body was released completely and without reservation at this moment.

Crimson flames shot into the sky from her tall body.

The violent, scorching energy waves forcefully pushed back the approaching frigid air by three feet.

The Thousand-Pound Realm, its peak!

"The pinnacle of power?!"

"My goodness! Cangyun Martial Arts University is really something this year!"

"Two at the ninth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm, and the leader is actually at the peak of the Thousand-Pound Realm!"

The man in the short shirt also slapped his thigh, his face flushed with excitement.

Behind the stands, a student wearing black-rimmed glasses sighed repeatedly, his tone filled with deep regret.

"What a pity! What a real shame!"

What does it mean to be born at the wrong time?

"If this lineup were in previous years, they could have easily defeated Qinglan Martial Arts University and secured first place with their eyes closed."

"But this year, we've run into the Capital Martial Arts Academy! Our opponents are genuine Flying Realm experts! How are we supposed to fight them?"

The gasps, sighs, and regrets from the audience echoed like a tide throughout the venue.

But on the stage at that moment, Luo Yurou didn't hear any sounds from the outside world at all.

In her world, all that remained was that ice crystal spear that kept growing larger in her pupils.

The extreme cold had locked onto her; the surrounding air seemed to have frozen into solid ice, compressing her breath.

The ice spear was less than five meters from his chest.

Luo Yurou narrowed her eyes slightly, the leaping firelight reflected in her clear pupils.

She suddenly crossed her arms in front of her chest, then forcefully spread them outwards.

"Thousand Flames".

A very soft whisper escaped her lips.

In an instant, the crimson elemental energy surrounding her boiled over.

Hundreds and thousands of fist-sized crimson fireballs burst into the summer night sky like fireworks, so dense they made one's scalp tingle.

These fireballs, carrying terrifyingly high temperatures, shot wildly towards the ice crystal spear.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The collision of ice and fire triggered a series of intense explosions in mid-air.

A large amount of water vapor rose up instantly, making a hissing sound, completely enveloping the arena space between the two in a white mist.

Under the bombardment of dense fireballs, the speed of the ice crystal spear finally came to a very slight halt, and ice shards on the surface of the spear continued to peel off.

Is it blocked?

The students from Cangyun Martial Arts University below the stage had just breathed a sigh of relief.

The next second, the mist was torn apart by a violent force.

Although the ice crystal spear had shrunk in size, the Flying Realm Yuan Power attached to it remained incredibly solid.

It smashed through the last few fireballs, and with its remaining force, it slammed into Luo Yurou's chest!

"Flame Wall!"

Luo Yurou reacted extremely quickly, clapping her hands together abruptly in front of her.

A thick, crimson wall of fire instantly appeared in front of him.

"boom!"

The spear struck the wall of fire.

The powerful backlash from the Yuan energy made Luo Yurou feel a tightness in her chest.

But as the wall of fire collapsed, Wei Xiaoran's ice spear also began to shatter.

"call."

But Luo Yurou's breathing had become noticeably heavy.

Meanwhile, Wei Xiaoran on the other side remained firmly in place, his breathing rhythm unchanged.

The overwhelming difference in their levels of power was on full display at this moment.

"Still not admitting defeat?"

Wei Xiaoran looked at Luo Yurou, who was still trying her best to adjust her breathing in the distance, and a very subtle surprise flashed in his cold eyes.

Even a low-level Flying Heaven Realm cultivator would have difficulty withstanding her attack.

But it was blocked by a massive, overwhelming force?

"This technique is truly remarkable."

Wei Xiaoran could sense from the battle just now that the opponent's Yuan energy was of extremely high quality.

"But that's all."

Wei Xiaoran gave Luo Yurou no chance to catch her breath.

She lightly stepped her right foot into the air, and her whole body moved forward ten meters as if by teleportation.

With one hand raised high, countless ice blades condensed.

"Ice Dance".

The raised arm suddenly pointed forward.

The crescent-shaped icy blue wind blades converged into several extremely cold storms, sealing off all possible escape routes for Luo Yurou.

Extreme pressure!

Desperate situation!

This is exactly what Luo Yurou wanted!

There was no fear in Luo Yurou's eyes, only an extremely fervent fighting spirit.

She frantically activated the "Burning Technique," biting her lower lip hard as she forcefully squeezed every last bit of Yuan energy from her Qi Sea.

"Breath of Flames!"

Luo Yurou suddenly spread her arms wide, and a visible ring of fire swept outwards from her center.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Wind blades and fire waves collided continuously, and the space on the arena was completely disrupted by the violent energy.

However, Luo Yurou's fire wave was suppressed even faster.

Luo Yurou suffered repeated defeats.

Her fiery red combat suit had been ripped in several places by the sharp ice blades, and fine beads of blood were seeping from her skin.

At this moment, Luo Yurou was like a lone boat adrift in the snow and ice of a glacier.

Despite seemingly being on the verge of collapse at any moment, they always manage to find a way out at the most critical juncture.

Below the arena.

Inside the preparation area of ​​the Beijing Martial Arts University, the slightly chubby boy was gripping the armrests of his chair tightly with both hands, constantly gasping for breath.

His eyes, which were usually squinted into slits, were wide open at this moment.

"Holy crap..."

The slightly chubby boy swallowed hard.

"Luckily, Sister Ran stepped up herself."

"If I were in that situation... I'm not sure we could win!"

The slightly chubby boy shrank back, still feeling a bit shaken.

"If that were the case, I would have completely disgraced our Shangjing Martial Arts University."

Chu Tian didn't speak, but looked at Luo Yurou, who was struggling on the stage, with a deep and thoughtful expression in his eyes.

Wei Xiaoran has already broken through to the third level of the Flying Heaven Realm.

For someone at the Thousand-Pound Realm to withstand her attacks for so long is already quite remarkable.

What's the deal with the university's admissions department?

How could such a genius end up in a place like Cangyun Martial Arts University?

the other side.

The atmosphere in the preparation area of ​​Cangyun Martial Arts University was extremely tense.

Rong Jing stood on tiptoe, her gaze fixed on Luo Yurou, who was constantly retreating on the stage, her heart clenching with pain.

"The gap in their levels is still too great."

Rong Jing gritted her teeth, her voice revealing extreme anxiety.

The control and mobilization of Yuan Power by those in the Flying Heaven Realm is simply incomparable to that of those in the Thousand Jun Realm.

Wei Xiaoran didn't even use his full strength; he merely relied on the amount of Yuan energy and the suppression of his realm to force Luo Yurou into an extremely dangerous situation.

Suddenly, Rong Jing turned her head sharply and glared fiercely at Liu Bo, who was watching with great interest beside her.

"It's all your fault!"

Liu Bo: ? ? ?

"Why did you have to provoke that ice-cold-faced guy!"

"With Yu Rou's talent, breaking through to the Flying Heaven Realm is only a matter of time; there's no need to take such a huge risk!"

Rong Jing was furious and wished she could take out a whip and give him a good beating right now.

"I'm warning you, if Yu Rou gets seriously injured in the ring today, I'll whip your face until it's like a barcode!"