Hu Jia was unexpected by the changes on the field. It seemed that Xiao Xue was suppressed again and again, and had no power to backhand.
Then why did you promise eight hundred fire points just now? Hu Jia clasped her hands in front of her chest, her face full of worry for Xiao Xue.
The people in Panmen also looked at each other in shock. They didn't expect that Xiao Xue would be suppressed like this as soon as they came up.
"Brother Xiao Yan, sister Xue'er."
Xiao Yan's confidence in Xiao Xue at this moment is not as great as before. After all, after twenty-two fights, Xiao Xue has been conserving her strength and defeating her opponent with the minimum consumption of fighting spirit.
But no one expected that Seven Star Dou Ling would stand up to challenge Xiao Xue. This was an accident and was definitely not in Xiao Xue's plan.
If she had a night's rest, Xiao Xue would be 100% sure of facing him, but now Xiao Yan is a little worried.
Xiao Xue on the stage was still avoiding the ice particles. In the rising ice mist, a stick with a light yellow fighting spirit emerged from the white ice particles.
Xiao Xue didn't stop at all, she flew up and stepped on the Wuji Stick, and the Frost Sword in her hand was like a giant dragon attacking Wu Zhen.
Wu Zhen was shocked. He withdrew his Wuji stick and quickly rotated it to form a wind wall, and the ice dragon hit the wind wall.
Xiao Xue quickly took two Qi Rejuvenation Pills. The rest of her attention was on Wu Zhen, not caring about the actions of Xiao Xue's men.
Wu Zhen shouted: "Broken!"
The ice dragon instantly turned into nothingness, the ice mist dispersed, and Xiao Xue stood opposite Wu Zhen. Xiao Xue did not take any measures just now. Others may feel that Xiao Xue has lost a good opportunity.
But for Xiao Xue, what she did was the most important. She even wanted to attack for a moment, but when she saw Wu Zhen's reaction, she gave up the idea.
Xiao Xue has seen the tyranny of the Wuji stick, breaking the ice shield with just one stick. This kind of terrifying strength is not something ordinary people can achieve.
However, the counterattack just now gave Xiao Xue a chance to breathe, which was enough.
Wu Zhen also didn't expect Xiao Xue to be so difficult to deal with. He originally thought that Xiao Xue's cultivation level was no more than a four-star fighting spirit, but now it seems that it may be more than that.
Moreover, Xiao Xue did not attack, but defended, so her trump card was much more than that.
Wu Zhen saw that Xiao Xue still had no offensive posture, so he attacked again with the Wuji stick. This time, Xiao Xue easily deflected the Wuji stick's force, which was as strong as a thousand catties.
Wu Zhen was shocked. It was obviously not that easy just now. How come this blow just now, even though he was stronger, was broken by Xiao Xue so easily.
The Wuji stick swept over with strong fighting spirit. Xiao Xue jumped up from the Wuji stick and stabbed Wu Zhen with the frost sword in his hand.
While Wu Zhen retracted the Wuji Staff, he attacked Xiao Xue from the outside in. The attack of the Frost Sword in Xiao Xue's hand did not slow down.
At this moment, the Wuji Stick also attacked Xiao Xue's back, but Xiao Xue's figure disappeared from Wu Zhen's eyes.
The Wuji Stick had already escaped from Wu Zhen's hand. The blow just now was caused by Wu Zhen controlling the Wuji Stick to attack from behind Xiao Xue, but Xiao Xue was nowhere to be seen.
Wu Zhen was shocked. He poured fighting energy into his hands and caught the Wuji stick flying towards him.
The time was too short and he was unable to control it at all. Wu Zhen was knocked back a few steps by his own Wuji Staff.
Xiao Xue's figure appeared behind Wu Zhen, and Wu Zhen felt a chill coming from behind.
With a backhand strike of the Wuji Stick, Xiao Xue's figure disappeared again, and Wu Zhen withdrew the Wuji Stick, just like Sun Wukong playing with the stick.
"What's going on? The initiative on the court seems to have returned to Xiao Xue's hands."
"Yes, the ice fog was a bit thick just now, so I couldn't see clearly. Why did Wu Zhen switch from offense to defense?"
Xiao Xue stood lightly on her toes on a pile of ice, holding the Frost Sword in her backhand. The blow just now was just a test. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhen's reaction was also very fast.
Wu Zhen looked at the fairy who was a few meters away from him and was resting on the ice cone like a banished immortal.
The chill that I felt just now was clearly behind me, but why did it come to the front again in an instant? How strong is Xiao Xue?
Xiao Xue decided to test it once, and her whole body slowly rose and stopped in mid-air. A giant sword formation appeared behind Xiao Xue. Compared with when she was a great fighting master, the sword formation seemed to be larger.
Ice swords slowly appeared in the sword formation, more and more, and the entire air was filled with ice swords. There was nowhere to hide in the arena. This was the biggest advantage of this sword formation, as it covered an extremely wide area.
Upon seeing this, Wu Zhen watched the ice sword fall from the sky, raised the Wuji stick in his hand and spun it quickly, until finally he could no longer see the existence of the Wuji stick.
Only a vortex that turned into a wind wall was left. When the ice sword came into contact with the wind wall, it was like glass hitting a hard wall, breaking into several pieces and falling continuously.
It turns out that the Wuji stick can still be used like this?
Some people who were close to the arena even felt that they would be absorbed by the vortex generated by the Wuji Stick.
The body involuntarily moved closer to the whirlpool. If someone hadn't been pulling them, those people would have been swept onto the stage.
The melon-eating crowd had to retreat further, and Hu Jia was even more worried at this moment. Such a powerful offensive could not break through the Wuji Stick's defense at all, and he was afraid that he would not be able to catch even one move.
Xiao Yan seemed a little relaxed at this moment, and there was even a sly smile on his lips.
"Brother Xiao Yan, it seems that sister Xue'er will still win this game."
"Of course, my little sister has found a way to restrain Wu Zhen, but Wu Zhen is still stupid and doesn't know?"
Hu Jia stood next to Xiao Yan, listening to the conversation between the two, and looked back at the two in confusion. Why couldn't he see it?
However, Xiao Yan did not explain further.
The changes on the field have already undergone subtle changes. Wu Zhen was suppressed by Xiao Xue's ice sword.
However, Wu Zhen was not that simple. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and several cracks appeared on the ring.
"Ah... broken!"
Perhaps because the fighting energy was consumed too much, Wu Zhen didn't want to be consumed by this damn ice sword formation anymore, so he used the huge fighting energy in his body to break through Xiao Xue's sword formation.
Xiao Xue fell down, her right foot stepped on an ice particle, and she looked a little relaxed holding the frost sword.
On the other hand, Wu Zhen seems to have become the original Xiao Xue.
Wu Zhen held the Wuji stick in his right hand and punched it on the ground, breathing heavily from his mouth.
Unexpectedly, this sword formation lasted for so long and she had so much fighting spirit. This was completely beyond Wu Zhen's expectation.
I originally thought that I could exchange 800 fire energy points for Xuan-level advanced fighting skills, but now it seems that even my 500 fire energy points cannot be saved.
Wu Zhen refused to admit defeat in his heart. It was impossible that a new student who had just stepped into the inner courtyard for less than a year could reach a higher level than himself, a person who had been cultivating for several years.
How is this possible? Wu Zhen unconsciously looked at Xiao Yan in the audience. Could it be that she is also a monster?
The only thing to blame is that Wu Zhen and Lin Yan have the same moral character. Apart from cultivation, they don't care about other things, and they have not joined any forces. Their understanding of Xiao Xue is stuck on the concept of rebirth.