When the people from Jingnan saw Wang Zheng enter the arena, they simply put their hands behind their backs and looked up at the sky, watching the snowflakes falling on the field. They didn't even glance at their opponent.
They also felt that Wang Zheng was arrogant, having never even seen the other party's abilities, yet daring to let the other party do as he pleased.
Yan Kaifu chuckled and teased, "Old Chu, this kid's got some interesting stuff. Does he really think he's invincible among his peers? He's so overconfident, he might just capsize in a ditch."
Although Chu Tianxing was inwardly cursing this little bastard for underestimating his opponent, he refused to admit defeat aloud: "Oh~ so you finally admit that your Shanghai University is a ditch?"
Yan Kaifu cursed the old bastard inwardly for being ungrateful. He thought to himself, "Let's see how he gets out of this mess when Wang Zheng loses."
The two principals were secretly competing with each other, and then they looked around and saw that the entire center of the field was covered with frost and snow.
Leng Yangyang's preparations are now complete. She no longer needs to use her spiritual energy to control the aura. Once the entire area is set up, it will automatically absorb the surrounding spiritual energy.
"call--"
She looked up at Wang Zheng, who was standing alone on the other side of the field, and suddenly realized that he was actually quite handsome.
What are you thinking about?
Leng Yangyang shook her head, dismissing these chaotic thoughts.
Then, he raised his hands to the sides, condensing countless ice shards behind him, which shot towards Wang Zheng in a massive, overwhelming barrage.
Students at the Magic University are already cheering loudly.
"Okay, Yangyang's practice area has been set up without any interruption. It's just like during practice. This way, even if that bastard Wang Zheng is really good, he'll have a hard time."
"That bastard Wang Zheng, so careless! If he can't hold on, our Nanjing University will be utterly humiliated. If he also loses in the first round, then..."
He Yiyi was outspoken and didn't notice Chu Xiaoman's emotions at first. She quickly shut up when she realized what was happening.
Chu Xiaoman heard her words. She had actually recovered by now. She had just felt embarrassed because she was the only one among them to be eliminated in the first round.
She was actually very clear about the other party's strength and their self-control.
"Sister Yiyi, believe in Wang Zheng, everything will be alright. He will definitely win the championship."
As Chu Xiaoman finished speaking, Wang Zheng seemed to hear her voice. He turned around, looked at the icicles shooting towards him, and sighed.
He whispered, "You're disturbing my enjoyment of the snow."
Although the sound was not loud, it had an unusual calmness that subtly drowned out the sound of the wind and snow.
Then, the ice beneath Wang Zheng's feet was suddenly shattered, ice chunks mixed with mud flying everywhere. As his body sprang up, even the swirling snowflakes and icicles were knocked into a human-shaped path.
Countless icicles shot towards Wang Zheng and struck his body, making a crisp "clanging" sound.
It sounded surprisingly crisp and ethereal, and unexpectedly pleasant to listen to.
They then scattered in all directions, and were strangely frozen in mid-air by the strong wind generated by Wang Zheng's impact.
With just this one step, Wang Zheng's figure appeared in front of Leng Yangyang.
In the instant he got close, his eyes and reaction changed. His body sank down, twisted slightly, stepped forward with his left foot in a lunge position, and pulled his right arm back horizontally.
After a brief pause to gather strength, the punch was thrown forward with a sudden burst of energy.
At this moment, the oppressive aura emanating from Wang Zheng made Leng Yangyang feel suffocated.
The surrounding air seemed to be sucked out instantly, as if someone had squeezed my heart tightly. It was difficult to even react, let alone avoid it.
'I'd probably die if that punch landed.'
At this moment, Leng Yangyang seemed to see herself crying loudly when she was just born, feeling nervous and timid on her first day of school, her parents' gratified smiles when she woke up, and her excitement when she was specially admitted to Magic University. The final scene, however, was a solitary figure standing in the wind and snow.
At this moment, the swirling snow had completely disappeared from her sight, and she could no longer hear the surrounding cheers and shouts from her classmates.
All that could be seen was a fist.
A pale, unremarkable fist.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down briefly.
The fist seemed to move forward in slow motion, then forward again, before stopping right next to his ear.
"boom……"
A thunderous roar, like a bombing, rang in my ears.
Countless icicles exploded outwards, and snowflakes flew in all directions. The strong wind caused Leng Yangyang's ice armor to crack, making a crisp cracking sound.
Then the entire ice armor shattered, revealing the girl's true form hidden inside.
"Splash splash splash..."
Only when Wang Zheng shot in did the passage begin to collapse, first shrinking inwards, then being disturbed by strong air currents, causing countless snowflakes and icicles to shoot out in all directions, glittering under the sunlight.
Looking at Leng Yangyang sitting blankly on the ground, Wang Zheng's smile was very bright.
She leaned forward slightly, extended her palm, and said with a smile, "The snowflakes are beautiful, thank you!"
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