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

The temperature on the ring was still dropping.

Wei Xiaoran stood in mid-air, his white clothes remaining perfectly intact even in the wind.

Ahead, icy blue wind blades converged into a vortex, almost swallowing Luo Yurou whole.

Luo Yurou knelt on the ground, panting heavily.

"Still not planning to give up?"

"A cornered beast's struggle."

Wei Xiaoran's voice floated down from mid-air, icy cold.

Luo Yurou didn't say anything.

As the Burning Technique was activated, crimson Yuan Power rose from the Qi Sea.

She could feel the barrier of the peak of the Thousand Jun Realm right in front of her, as thick as a wall, yet as thin as a sheet of paper.

Just a little bit more!

Wei Xiaoran's patience finally ran out.

She slammed her palms together and pressed them into the air in front of Luo Yurou's position.

"Ice Crystal Cage, seal!"

With this low shout, the entire arena shook violently.

Six enormous, semi-transparent ice walls rose from the ground without warning, each more than three meters thick, exuding a terrifying chill.

They closed in an instant, turning into a huge ice crystal cube that completely sealed Luo Yurou in the center.

The entire stadium fell into a deathly silence at that moment.

The 100,000 spectators in the stands stared blankly at the huge blue cube in the center of the ring.

The cold air caused a thick layer of frost to form on the surrounding protective shields.

"Yu Rou!"

In the training area of ​​Cangyun Martial Arts University, Rong Jing jumped up in a panic. She gripped the metal fence tightly with both hands, leaning forward, wishing she could rush up.

"Liu Bo, you big idiot! Look what you've done!"

Rong Jing turned around and roared at Liu Bo.

The training area for the Beijing-Wuhan University competition.

The slightly chubby boy with an oval face also changed his expression.

He rushed to the edge of the preparation area in a few steps, stared at the dark blue ice crystal cube, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Is Sister Ran serious?"

His voice trembled, clearly he was terrified.

"That's an ice crystal cage! Last year on the battlefield of the heavens, Sister Ran used this move to freeze a high-level Flying Realm alien to death!"

The slightly chubby boy turned his head and waved wildly towards Cangyun Martial Arts University.

"Hey! You from Cangyun Prefecture! Surrender now! Any later and that girl will turn into an ice pop, the kind you can't even crack open!"

These words were amplified and broadcast throughout the venue.

The audience in the stands held their breath.

Did someone freeze to death at a high-level Flying Realm?

How could Luo Yurou, a mere Thousand-Jin Realm cultivator, possibly survive inside?

on the rostrum.

Xiao Qiong's smile faded somewhat.

He looked at Yun Shixian, his fingers tapping lightly inside his sleeve.

Yun Shixian remained calm, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if he could see through the thick ice wall.

"Xiao Qiong, you're a very stubborn student."

Yun Shixian stroked his beard and said softly.

"To have cultivated from the Rock Realm to this level in less than three months is already quite amazing."

Yun Shixian gave it a very high evaluation.

"After the competition, let the three of them come to the Beijing Martial Arts University."

As he spoke, Yun Shixian prepared to raise his hand to interrupt the match.

Inside the ice crystal cage.

Luo Yurou felt that it was already dark.

It was absolutely cold.

The cold air seeped into her pores, nasal cavity, and even into every cell.

Her eyebrows and eyelashes were covered in frost.

The blood flow was extremely slow, and each heartbeat felt as heavy as if it were moving a huge rock.

"Are we going to lose?"

Luo Yurou's consciousness began to blur.

This coldness reaches straight to the soul.

Just then, the dark red vortex deep within her dantian suddenly trembled violently.

That was the spark of the "Burning Technique".

As an S-rank, and even more so an overbearing technique with no upper limit on rank, it sensed the provocation of this extreme cold.

An extremely arrogant and violent emotion suddenly erupted from the cultivation technique's flame.

The pride of top-tier martial arts.

In this world, only Lao Tzu can devour others; how can others freeze Lao Tzu?

"boom!"

Luo Yurou's previously dormant consciousness was suddenly awakened.

She seemed to sense a frantic roar coming from within her Qi Sea.

The originally docile crimson elemental energy became extremely violent at this moment.

They no longer passively resisted the cold air, but actively opened their mouths, like a wild beast that had been starving for half a year, and began to frantically devour the icy blue cold air that had seeped into their bodies.

Cold and heat clashed wildly within Luo Yurou's meridians.

pain.

It felt like countless tiny knives scraping the bone inch by inch.

Luo Yurou clenched her teeth so tightly that her lips bled.

The blood that flowed out was frozen as soon as it appeared in the air, and then instantly evaporated by the boiling Yuan energy.

Under the unreasonable devouring power of the "Burning Technique," the extremely cold, icy blue elemental energy actually began to slowly transform.

A small wisp of white flame began to appear.

Luo Yurou's originally depleted Yuan energy began to surge at an incredible speed after absorbing Wei Xiaoran's cold energy.

"Click."

Luo Yurou felt something break.

Then my brain went blank.

Her senses were amplified to an infinite degree at that moment.

She overheard the quiet murmurs among the audience in the stands.

I overheard Rong Jing complaining to Liu Bo from below the stage.

He sensed Yun Shixian on the podium, who was preparing to stop the match.

"This is... the perception of the Flying Realm?"

The Yuan energy within her body condensed once more, surging ceaselessly along her meridians, and finally rushing straight to the top of her head.

"Break it!"

Inside the ice crystal cage, Luo Yurou suddenly opened her eyes.

Deep within her pupils, two clusters of eerie white, icy flames were now flickering.

"Since you won't surrender, let's end this."

Wei Xiaoran stretched out her slender hand, her five fingers slightly bent, ready to completely detonate the cage.

Just as her fingertips twitched slightly, the huge blue ice crystal cube suddenly emitted an extremely dull "crack" sound from within.

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.

My gaze was drawn to it.

Without warning, a crack appeared on the ice wall of the cage.

The cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire surface like a spider web.

Followed by.

Instead, a colder, deeper white aura burst forth from the crack.

"Bang--!"

The ice crystal cage shattered completely with a loud bang.

Countless huge blocks of ice flew in all directions.

Amidst the swirling ice shards, a fiery red figure could be seen.

Luo Yurou stood there calmly.

There were no flames around her, but a few wisps of pale white ghostly fire floated around her, and wherever they passed, even the air was frozen into visible white phantoms.

Then, under the watchful eyes of 100,000 people in the audience.

Luo Yurou slowly raised her right foot and stepped forward.

There were no ice lotuses or wind formations beneath her feet.

She stepped into the air with remarkable ease, as if walking on flat ground.

step.

Two steps.

Luo Yurou strolled through the void, eventually stopping a few meters away from Wei Xiaoran.

She and Wei Xiaoran stood facing each other in mid-air.

The gale whipped her fiery red combat suit, and also stirred the long river of white elemental energy behind her, which resembled a dragon.

"Fly, fly, fly, fly..."

In the front row of the stands, the water bottle in the man's baseball cap fell to the ground with a "thud," soaking most of his pants without him even noticing.

"It flew?!"

He stood there frozen like a wooden statue, his mouth agape wide enough to fit a fist.

"The Realm of Flying Heaven?!"

"A sophomore in college, while fighting on the arena... broke through to the Flying Realm?!"

The man in the short shirt was stunned. He rubbed his eyes frantically, until tears streamed down his face, but he didn't dare close them.

"Wasn't Cangyun Martial Arts University supposed to be at the bottom?"

"Whose bottom-ranked student could so easily break through to the Flying Realm on the eve of a match?!"

It's near Wuhan University in Nanjiang.

The arrogant receptionist from before was now slumped in his chair.

Looking at the two figures standing in mid-air, he felt a burning pain in his cheeks, as if he had been slapped a dozen times.

Yesterday, he called others "useless" and said they were "on a publicly funded trip."

Why do I have such a sharp tongue?

He muttered to himself, his eyes unfocused.

on the rostrum.

Xiao Qiong smiled.

He took another piece of bubble gum out of his pocket and slowly popped it into his mouth.

"Biaji, biaji."

He turned his head, looked at Xu Qian, the Lord of Nanjiang, whose face was full of complex emotions, and sighed in a very Versailles-like manner.

"Oh dear, these kids are just too impatient."

"I told you to break through after the competition, but you wouldn't listen. It's so conspicuous in front of everyone."

Xu Qian's face was ashen. He gripped the armrest of his seat tightly, unable to utter a single word.

President Li Shanshan's eyes were also remarkably bright.

Such a genius, as long as he doesn't die young, will surely become another pillar of humanity in the future!

Above the arena.

For the first time, a clear look of astonishment appeared on Wei Xiaoran's perpetually icy face.

She looked at Luo Yurou across from her, who was radiant and whose aura was not only not weak but even stronger.

Especially staring at the white flames surrounding Luo Yurou.

"you……"

Wei Xiaoran's voice finally carried a hint of surprise.

"It devoured my Yuan Power?"

Luo Yurou nodded slightly, a polite yet confident smile on her face.

"Senior Sister Wei."

"Thank you for your understanding."