"Don't worry, we won't lose."

Xuan Yuanzhao's voice was firm and powerful. Lin Zhenzhen nodded, took out the hair tie, and wrapped her hair back around it, securing it firmly.

"The competition officially begins!"

With Xuan Kang's command, Huang Rongjue teleported and launched the first attack.

His hands, shaped like eagle claws, were aimed straight at Xuanyuan Zhao's face.

Just as Lin Zhenzhen was about to rush over, a dense barrage of icicles fell from the sky, blocking her path.

"Lingzhen! I am your opponent."

Jin Zi also shouted loudly, and then suddenly sprang up. Ice needles came from all directions like a rain of pear blossoms, flying rapidly towards him.

With a wave of her hand, Lin Zhenzhen sent countless vines bursting from the ground, forming a green "eggshell" that enveloped her and shielded her from the ice needles' attack.

"Hahahaha." Jin Zi laughed instead of getting angry after her attack was neutralized. She put her hands on her hips and said smugly, "How does my improved ice needle taste?"

Lin Zhenzhen frowned, the fine wounds from the ice picks tingling with numbness, and she could feel the power of the vines draining away.

Something was added to the ice, and it was specially researched to counteract its own properties!

Even though she tried her best to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy to supply the wood spirit root in her body, the barrier she created was shrinking step by step at a visible speed.

Lin Zhenzhen cursed under her breath, rustled the vines back, and stared at her coldly.

Jin Zi stepped forward and sneered, "You can't beat me. Kneel down and beg for mercy now, and maybe I can spare your life."

The reason she was so arrogant was because she had done a comprehensive analysis of Lin Zhenzhen's spiritual root attributes before the competition.

Everyone knows that Lin Zhenzhen has dual spiritual roots of water and wood, which are mainly for defense and healing, and usually do not have offensive capabilities.

However, Lin Zhenzhen is an exception. Her green vines are incredibly powerful, capable of both ranged and melee attacks, and once entangled, it is very difficult to escape.

So Jin Zi also spent a lot of money to find a master to guide him, and finally found a way to break the curse: injecting drugs into his body an hour before the match.

Lin Zhenzhen curled her lips into a smile, deliberately provoking her, saying, "If you want to fight, then fight; if not, then get lost. Is your nonsense always this much?"

"Hmph, you didn't cherish the opportunity I gave you, so don't blame me!" Jin Ziyi waved his arm, and an ice pillar slowly condensed in the air, flying over with a chilling light.

Lin Zhenzhen stood still, a thin layer of mist rising in front of her.

"Hahahaha, you idiot, you're asking for death!" Jin Ziyi laughed maniacally. She increased the spiritual power in her hand, causing the water mist that originally served as a barrier to instantly condense into small pieces of ice, which shattered and fell to the ground bit by bit.

"In terms of attack performance, the Ice Spirit completely crushes the Water Spirit Root, not to mention that Princess Jin can freeze water into ice."

"Without the mist to shield her, Lingzhen would be at her mercy. It seems the outcome of their battle is already decided."

Before the man finished speaking, the ice pillar that Jin Ziyi was manipulating had already pressed against Lin Zhenzhen's chest. Strangely, the sharp blade that was so powerful that it was about to break through the enemy's defenses stopped in place and could not advance any further.

"What's going on?" Jin Ziyi stared wide-eyed in shock. She secretly increased the pressure on her hand, but beads of sweat slid down her cheeks and the ice pillar remained unmoved, as if it had touched an impenetrable wall.

Lin Zhenzhen still had a smile on her lips, looking quite content.

"Look at that golden light! Could it be that Lingzhen also possesses a golden spiritual root?"

Xuan Kang answered the questions of those around him: "This child is originally a Chaos Spiritual Root, it's just that her Golden Spiritual Root awakened relatively late."

"I see. A talent of chaotic spiritual roots, it's just a pity that the strong offensive attributes haven't been discovered yet, otherwise, she would also be a rare talent... Wait a minute, am I seeing things?"

Xuan Kang stood up abruptly, frowning and narrowing his eyes, saying uncertainly, "Ice Spiritual Root?"

That's right, just like Lin Zhenzhen obtained the gold spiritual root attribute, she also obtained the ice spiritual root attribute through contact with Jin Ziyi.

This time, however, she wasn't beaten; instead, she was pricked by ice needles on her vines.

Jin Ziyi looked at the still unmelted snow at her feet and muttered to herself in disbelief, "This is impossible. No one can possess both water and ice spiritual roots at the same time."

A mutated spiritual root is essentially a spiritual root mutation. Since it has already mutated, how could the original spiritual root coexist in the body?

"Impossible?" Lin Zhenzhen laughed wildly. She slowly approached, and with each step, white light flashed beneath her feet, and icy ice began to form. "Am I not the one who is possible?"

"Forbidden technique! It must be a forbidden technique!" Jin Ziyi's hands and feet were frozen and she couldn't move. She shouted with a ferocious expression, "What kind of evil magic did you use, Ling Zhen? How dare you!"

Lin Zhenzhen sneered, raised her hand and brought her knife down, striking Jin Ziyi's vital point.

She rolled her eyes instantly and fainted.

"If you didn't use those little tricks and fought me fair and square, I wouldn't bother using my cheat code." Lin Zhenzhen kicked Jin Ziyi, sending him flying far away.

Those on the high platform could only see a dark shadow flying from one end of the arena to the other, tracing a smooth parabola.

Jin Zi was also kicked out of the barrier area and left the scene prematurely.

On the other side of the arena, figures from both the righteous and the evil factions were locked in a fierce battle. The contest between the two Spirit Saints was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Xuanyuan Zhao had just managed to repel Huang Rongjue somewhat, but the opponent would soon catch up again. The battle was extremely fierce until another person joined in.

Huang Rongjue looked at the layer of frost covering her hands, her expression becoming even more gloomy and unpredictable.

"How did you get here?" Xuan Yuanzhao looked at the white, cold aura, clearly surprised.

"You killed Ziyi?" Huang Rongjue didn't see Jin Ziyi's figure, so he assumed that she had been defeated and executed by Lin Zhenzhen.

“I didn’t kill her.” Lin Zhenzhen stopped and smiled, “But whether she lives or dies is up to fate.”

Unexpectedly, Huang Rongjue sneered and said, "You actually got defeated by a piece of trash like you. You're really useless. My Xihuang royal family doesn't need such a descendant."

A flame ignited in his palm, melting the frost that Lin Zhenzhen had just applied. The ice turned into water, which then evaporated into steam.

At the same time, he slowly stood up, and a faint light appeared around his body.

The light wasn't strong, but it was extremely dazzling. Lin Zhenzhen only stared at it for a second before feeling a burning pain in her eyes.

But for some reason, the blood in her body also began to boil, as if summoned by something.

“His body temperature is rising rapidly, and the way his spiritual energy flows has changed. This structure is very strange and I have never heard of it before.”

The light surrounding Huang Rongjue grew brighter and brighter, and Xuanyuan Zhao's expression became increasingly grim.

He gritted his teeth and said two words to Lin Zhenzhen: "Go quickly."