Abyss Walker

Chapter 65 The Ice Kingdom Competition (8)

The two players entered the arena.

Luo Shuangmian: "You surrender."

"But..." Luo Heijiao's tone was slightly unwilling. Was it because he dared not face Luo Shuangmian? Or... was he afraid, or perhaps terrified?

Before Luo Heijiao could finish speaking, Luo Shuangmian kicked him off the field.

"In the fourth match of the round of 14 in the Ice Kingdom competition, Luo Shuangmian won."

"The Ice Kingdom Tournament's Top 14, Match 5: Li Xunhuan, a sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivator, versus Qing Guimian, a seventh-level Nascent Soul cultivator. Please enter the arena."

Li Xunhuan stepped steadily into the arena, his eyes flashing like lightning. Despite facing the more powerful Qing Guimian, he showed no fear.

The blue-faced man wore a cold smile, clearly confident in his own strength.

The battle was about to break out. Green Ghost Face took the initiative, his figure flashing like a ghost, his long sword slicing through the air, aiming straight for Li Xunhuan's vitals.

Although Li Xunhuan reacted quickly and parried with his sword, he still felt a powerful spiritual pressure, which caused his sword strike to falter slightly.

After several rounds, Li Xunhuan was clearly at a disadvantage. Every attack from the Green Ghost Mask carried the force of shattering mountains and splitting rocks, while Li Xunhuan could only barely defend.

Finally, in a fierce exchange, the tip of Qing Guimian's sword grazed Li Xunhuan's defense, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Li Xunhuan knew he was powerless to change the situation. He took a deep breath, sheathed his sword, and stepped back, saying loudly, "I admit defeat."

The blue-faced demon snorted coldly and sheathed his sword. "Didn't you look down on ants? You're an ant too."

"Green ghost face, green ghost face, green ghost face."

"This... really gave everyone a chance to vent their anger."

"In the fifth match of the fourteen-player tournament in the Ice Kingdom, Aoki won."

"The Ice Kingdom Tournament's Top 14, Match 6: Ren Qixing, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, versus Luo Jukong, an eighth-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Please enter the arena."

Yun Muhan: "The disparity is too great. Ren Qixing is bound to lose."

"What a pity, what a pity, the two young masters of the Ren family have both been defeated by the Dragon."

As the referee announced the order, Ren Qixing and Luo Juju walked to the center of the arena respectively. Although Ren Qixing's cultivation level was slightly lower, his eyes shone with a determined light, while Luo Juju appeared calm and confident.

As soon as the signal to start the match sounded, Ren Qixing immediately unleashed his signature spell, with streaks of sword light shooting towards Luo Kong like meteors.

However, Luo simply smiled and swayed slightly, easily dodging all the attacks.

Immediately afterward, Luo began his counterattack. He formed hand seals, and a powerful surge of spiritual energy erupted from his body. With a flick of his finger, a massive beam of spiritual energy shot straight towards Ren Qixing.

Although Ren Qixing tried to resist, the difference in strength between the two was too great, and his defense was as fragile as paper under Luo's fearful attacks.

In the end, Ren Qixing was defeated by a powerful spell from Luo Juju. Luo Juju won with an overwhelming advantage. He nodded slightly, greeted the audience, and then slowly left the arena.

"In the sixth match of the round of fourteen in the Ice Kingdom competition, Luo Kong won."

"The seventh match of the top fourteen in the Ice Kingdom competition is between Yun Muhan, who is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, and Mo Yanying, who is in the sixth stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Please bring your contestants to the stage."

"Cripple him!"

"Yun Muhan, get off."

"Pretty boy, get out of here."

"Let's just admit defeat to avoid being humiliated and thrown off the stage."

Fan Chen: "Fellow Daoist Yun, don't be affected."

Yun Muhan took a deep breath, leaving the surrounding noise behind. His eyes were firm, as if an invisible force was awakening within him.

Dugu Jianling: Reclaim my glory!

Yun Muhan instantly summoned the Dugu Sword.

"Mo Yanying, I won't let you win so easily." Yun Muhan's voice was calm and steady, his words revealing only an indomitable fighting spirit.

Mo Yanying sneered, his eyes filled with contempt, clearly not taking Yun Muhan seriously.

“Yun Muhan, you are only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, while I am already at the sixth stage of the Nascent Soul realm. The gap between us cannot be bridged by a single sword.”

Yun Muhan did not respond. He simply gripped the Dugu Sword tightly, its tip pointing at Mo Yanying. A sharp sword aura emanated from the tip, and the surrounding air seemed to become heavy because of this sword aura.