"Ice Hands!"
Shui Rou let out a loud roar, and the next moment, a crashing sound like the roar of waves sounded quietly beside him. The surroundings seemed to have turned into an ice-blue world, and the blue light of the water corresponded to the azure sky.
The overwhelming blue light slowly condensed and suddenly turned into a huge blue palm that was nearly a hundred feet in size. A hint of coldness emanated from the palm, and the blue color appeared particularly shining under the sunlight!
Looking at the extremely huge ice-blue palm, An Ran's expression remained unchanged, a hint of coldness flashed across his eyes, and magical energy suddenly burst out. Along with bursts of piano music, a huge milky white palm nearly a hundred feet in size was formed in the void by sound waves!
There is not a single energy fluctuation on the milky white palm, yet it gives people a sense of mystery that makes people dare not underestimate it.
"The waves of the zither attack!" A cold voice came out from An Ran's mouth, and her white hand slowly stretched out, gently grasping the water through the void!
"boom!"
The milky white palm that covered the sky and the sun slammed down fiercely, and collided with the ice-blue ice palm in front of everyone's shocked eyes!
A thunderous sound spread wildly from the moment the two came into contact, and violent energy swept out in the center of the arena, affecting the energy in the air and becoming chaotic.
The two palms were rubbing against each other frantically, both trying to destroy the other's attack. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the two giant palms, for fear of missing a wonderful moment.
"Click"
A crisp sound was suddenly heard, and a crack suddenly appeared on the milky white palm, showing a state of retreat under the powerful force of the Ice Hand.
Shui Qingrou's lips slowly curled up into a smile, and her bare hands suddenly clenched, and suddenly more cracks appeared on the giant white palm. It was obvious that An Ran was going to lose this time!
Looking at the giant white palm with more and more cracks, a ruthless look appeared in An Ran's eyes. Then, under the surprised gaze of everyone, he sat cross-legged with the Nine Heavens Pipa placed on his knees.
The white jade fingers kept plucking the strings, and sharp sounds spread out from the piano.
"Zheng!"
A sharp and piercing sound suddenly reached everyone's ears, making everyone feel extremely uncomfortable.
The next moment, everyone suddenly discovered that the originally white giant palm had suddenly turned blood-red, and the cracks that were originally densely covered on it had quietly disappeared, and it once again began to compete with the ice-blue palm.
The blood-colored giant palm was surprisingly much stronger than the ice-blue giant palm. The situation seemed to change suddenly, and cracks began to appear on the ice-blue giant palm.
Following everyone's gaze downwards, I discovered that An Ran's piano strings had been stained with blood at some point, and her originally white fingers were now dripping with blood, a dazzling red, and a hint of bloody smell quietly spread.
"Tick-tock"
Drops of blood kept falling from An Ran's hands onto the Jiutian Pipa, and An Ran's face looked much uglier than before.
Shui Qingrou didn't expect that the situation that was originally a sure win would change. The murderous intent in her eyes strengthened again when she looked at An Ran. Do you think I can't kill you like this?
The seal in his hand changed again, and a drop of blood flew out from between his eyebrows and flowed towards the ice-blue palm.
Under this extremely violent energy storm, black space cracks appeared in the void, which made everyone feel deeply moved. Such strength was indeed not something that ordinary people could match.
“Boom!”
The two giant palms suddenly exploded, and the powerful residual force attacked the two of them frantically. Under the influence of this force, the two of them flew backwards and stopped at the edge of the arena.
"Puff!"
Shui Qingrou spat out a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale, and her aura weakened considerably. Her once crisp, cyan clothing was gradually stained red by blood. The violent energy had severely damaged her, and now even moving seemed incredibly laborious.
Shui Qingrou looked closely at An Ran on the other side of the arena. She wanted to confirm whether she was dead.
"puff"
A blood mist spurted out of An Ran's mouth uncontrollably, and her white clothes were instantly covered with blood stains. Blood continued to flow out from the corners of her mouth, and she couldn't stop it even if she wanted to.
She was very clear about the energy collision just now. Although it seemed that the gap was not big, she was actually at a disadvantage. The sweeping energy hit her completely. Even if she wanted to dodge, it was too late.
His sternum was broken, and three ribs were broken, but thankfully, he survived. Shui Qingrou's Ice Hands lived up to their reputation; both their powerful strength and the piercing power of ice were not to be underestimated.
Looking at the tragic scene on the arena, everyone sighed. Even though they had doubts about the outcome of the two men, such a tragic situation was still beyond their imagination.
On the high platform, the leaders of the major forces were also a little embarrassed at the moment. Now both of them were seriously injured and had no strength to stand up and fight. So how would the result be determined?
There is no such thing as a tie in this competition. There must be a winner no matter what. It is obvious that neither Shui Qingrou nor An Ran can admit their defeat.
A hint of worry flashed across Jun Zichen's eyes. After seeing An Ran's serious injuries and her unyielding eyes, in addition to worry and shock, a hint of pride also appeared in his heart.
"Master Shui, it's really hard to say who will win or lose. If your Shui family loses, you will be tying yourselves in knots!" Ning Zhiyuan snorted coldly, with a chill in his eyes.
Shui Liuzi's face turned pale. The one-sided situation she had imagined did not occur. On the contrary, Shui Qingrou was also seriously injured. This mess was really difficult to clean up. She was not in the mood to refute Ning Zhiyuan's words at the moment.
The referee looked at the people on the stage with a little embarrassment, as if asking how to decide this matter.
Feng Han's expression was not good either. This situation was really rare. He looked at Shui Liuzi with a hint of dissatisfaction in his eyes: "I didn't expect that after not seeing you for a while, there are so many masters in the Shui family. When did Shui Qingrou rank so low?"
As Feng Han's voice fell, Shui Liuzi's heart was also shaken. She looked at the old man with some embarrassment. It was obvious that the old man was well aware of their little trick of Tian Ji's horse racing, but he just didn't expose it!
I don’t know what the old man will say next. As far as they know, this old man is the most fair and just one!
Now, she suddenly felt a little regretful. These outstanding disciples would all be sent out, taken by this old man to another dimension. Correspondingly, the more disciples were taken away, the more cultivation resources the old man would give them. (To be continued.)
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