Immediately afterwards, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and the fireball turned into countless crystal clear ice crystals, which scattered everywhere.
Yan Ming, who was standing on the sidelines, widened his eyes, his face full of astonishment.
He knew at a glance that it was an ice lotus, but he didn't expect it to be able to easily freeze the Heart-Falling Flame released by his son into ice in an instant.
"Huh, is that all?! I thought you were so amazing!"
"Next, it's my turn to take the first step."
The corners of Lu Jingzhi's mouth rose slightly, and then he slowly stretched out his right index finger, raised it high and pointed it at the sky, muttering something.
"Ice Abyss Buries Soul, Shatters Dreams Seal!"
As he finished speaking, the snow elf floated to his shoulder and pointed to the sky with its right hand.
An extremely terrifying white cold air gushed out, and in just a blink of an eye, the entire arena was completely shrouded in this overwhelming cold air and was completely frozen.
Yan Ming stretched out his right hand to block the terrifying cold air that was sweeping over him, thus saving everyone from danger.
But Yan Ping, who was floating in the air and preparing to launch a counterattack, was not spared and was frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture.
Under the control of the snow elves, the scattered ice crystals began to gather together again.
In the blink of an eye, a huge and majestic ice dragon suddenly appeared in the air.
The ice dragon's entire body was flashing with a bone-chilling cold light, and every scale was clearly visible. Its sharp claws and fangs were even more intimidating.
With a deafening roar, the ice dragon opened its bloody mouth, danced its strong and powerful limbs, and pounced straight towards Yan Ping.
Wherever it passed, the surrounding air was frozen due to the extreme cold, leaving behind white trails like smoke that lingered for a long time.
At the same time, a dazzling red light suddenly burst out from Yan Ping's body.
These red lights quickly gathered together and began to impact and melt the ice covering him.
Just when Yan Ping successfully broke the ice on his body, he was shocked to find that he did not have enough time to dodge the oncoming ice dragon.
"Bang"
Yan Ping was slammed hard onto the ice by the ice dragon. The immense force of the impact shattered his original battle armor and spiritual armor.
At the same time, Yan Ping's body was completely wrapped in a thick layer of ice, turning into a half ice sculpture again.
He was frozen in place, unable to move at all.
What was even worse was that a heart-wrenching pain came from his chest, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing his heart at the same time.
The expression on his face at this moment was frozen in a moment of horror and disbelief.
The eyes that were once filled with madness and confidence now lost all their luster and became dull and empty.
Who could have imagined that after just three short rounds of competition, Lu Jingzhi would demonstrate such an overwhelming advantage, and in a shocking way, he instantly defeated the powerful Yan Ping!
For a moment, the entire arena was silent, and deathly silence enveloped everyone.
Only the biting cold wind blew, making sharp whistling sounds, as if mocking Yan Ping's failure.
Lu Jingzhi slowly retracted the cold air he had released and stood upright on the arena.
He glanced at the people in the audience expressionlessly, his eyes cold and indifferent.
"I don't accept it!"
"I'm applying for another match!"
Yan Ping's eyes widened, his face flushed red, he covered his chest and glared at Lu Jingzhi.
However, Yan Ming stood up and shouted in public: "That's enough, don't you think it's not embarrassing enough?"
Hearing this, Yan Ping was shocked and the expression on his face froze instantly.
He opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but in the end he lowered his head under Yan Ming's majestic gaze and dared not say another word.
"Someone, come and take the Second Young Master back to heal his wounds!"
Following Yan Ming's order, several disciples quickly stepped forward, came to Yan Ping's side, slowly lifted him up who was injured, and then hurried away.
On the other side, Yan An flashed over and held Lu Jingzhi's hand tightly in front of everyone without any hesitation.
At this moment, time seemed to stop and the whole scene became silent.
All the disciples present were immediately in an uproar, and another round of uproar rang out.
After all, hearing about it is one thing, but seeing it with your own eyes is another feeling altogether.
"Miss, have you... have you really found the one your heart belongs to?" a disciple asked stutteringly, his eyes full of disbelief.
Yan An nodded slightly and smiled, "Yes, this is my fiancé and the future son-in-law of the Yan family."
As soon as these words were spoken, the last hope of those who had still held on to a glimmer of fantasy was completely shattered and disappeared without a trace.
Everyone's eyes fell on Lu Jingzhi, filled with envy, jealousy, and even unconcealable anger.
If eyes could turn into actual sharp blades, Lu Jingzhi would have been cut into pieces and died a thousand times over.
The goddess they had been thinking about and admiring for a long time suddenly had her other half.
However, despite being filled with anger and unwillingness, facing such a powerful opponent, he knew that even if he took action, he would definitely not be the opponent's match.
In desperation, everyone could only turn their anger into long sighs to vent their deep dissatisfaction and loss.
"Okay, everyone, disperse!"
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