Battle platform.

Lu Qianqian stood like a proud plum in snow.

Dense cold energy spread, the ground gradually condensing into ice layers.

Although the environment was like midwinter, Lingli standing ten meters away was indifferent. After all, possessing an excellent physique, he could naturally resist severe cold.

The referee, seeing both had taken position, wearing a heavy cotton coat, shouted: “Battle begins!”

“Boom—”

As soon as the words fell, Lingli charged over like a cannonball.

“Whoosh whoosh!”

Simultaneously, his right arm swung violently, powerful energy shattering space, transforming into a fist imprint penetrating layers of cold energy and pressing over.

He disdained fighting a woman, so decided on a swift decisive victory.

However, when the violent power surged over like ocean waves, the ice layer on the ground flashed with light, then manifested visible cold energy enveloping the fist imprint.

“Crack crack!”

Not only did the fist imprint’s speed greatly slow, its surface gradually gathered ice fragments, transforming into a lifelike ice sculpture during the charge.

“Snap.”

Lu Qianqian raised her jade-white flawless hand, lightly placing it on top.

“Crack!”

The ice-sealed fist imprint instantly shattered into ice pieces.

Witnessing warriors gasped in admiration at this woman’s application and control of ice element!

Especially Nangong Qingxian, seeing Lu Qianqian easily break the fist imprint, praised: “A rarely seen ice cultivator!”

“Stomp!”

Lingli took one step forward, gathering violent power and charging over.

The ice element’s function lay in slowing and control, while he needed brute force to forcefully break through.

This method, though barbaric, seemed most effective. However, as he charged, the cold energy on the battle platform grew stronger, ice fragments sticking to his body, causing his speed to obviously decrease.

Until charging before Lu Qianqian, Lingli’s body was already more than half covered by ice layers. Whether raising feet or raising hands, everything seemed exceptionally slow and difficult.

“Kid.”

Gu Tianxing said in surprise, “Your disciple’s control of ice element probably isn’t weaker than Daoyuan Sect’s eldest disciple.”

“Of course.”

Jun Changxiao smiled proudly.

Lu Qianqian recently had less and less screen time because, like Zhou Hong, she was obsessed with cultivation. Forget fellow disciples—even him as Sect Master rarely saw her normally.

Strength wasn’t necessarily very strong.

At least in ice element comprehension, she had definitely entered the realm of perfection.

“Swish!”

Lu Qianqian again raised her hand like congealed fat. The movement seemed slow, but when striking Lingli from a distance, a “Boom!” explosive sound immediately came.

“…”

Lingli remained stable in place.

Although ice-sealed and not flying out, after receiving a heavy strike, blood in his body immediately boiled, greatly threatening to surge from his throat.

This woman’s power was also too strong!

Normally, ice cultivators’ function focused on control, often lacking brutal combat power.

However, Lu Qianqian’s one long-distance attack brought Lingli suffering no less than the total damage from Su Xiaomo’s wild kicking earlier.

“Swish!”

Just then, Lu Qianqian raised her hand again, in a slapping gesture, swinging over.

Lingli immediately became furious!

This attack method was deliberately humiliating him!

He raged as he raged, his body couldn’t move.

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

The venue resounded with towering commotion, cold energy wildly spreading.

The watching warriors endured severe cold on one side while witnessing the Eternal Sect female disciple forcefully, left and right, repeatedly slapping Lingli’s face from a distance. Because the power used was too strong, it wasn’t slap slap slap sounds, but boom boom boom sounds.

Shortly.

Lu Qianqian stopped.

“Wah!”

Lingli, whose face had been wildly slapped dozens of times, couldn’t suppress his blood and immediately spat it out from his mouth.

Spitting blood was a minor matter. What mattered was that his internal meridians were damaged in multiple places, causing his defense to greatly decline, making it very difficult to break free from the ice-sealed state.

“Big Senior Sister is still crueler,” Su Xiaomo thought secretly.

When he fought Lingli, because he promised Ye Xingchen, he always held back his power, so the damage inflicted on the opponent was ultimately limited.

Lu Qianqian was different.

Each slap striking over was truly real.

Not to mention Lingli—even if it were Jun Changxiao, using his face to receive dozens of times couldn’t withstand it either!

Just spitting blood and that’s it?

No.

It was just beginning.

“Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Lu Qianqian still stood in place, her palm waving in the void, repeatedly condensing extreme cold power and blasting at Lingli’s face from a distance.

This battle had no fancy tricks, only one person seeming to stand as punishment while another wildly slapped.

“…”

The audience’s mouths twitched, turning their heads unable to bear watching.

“Psh!”

“Psh!”

Lingli’s head turned left then right, blood spurting out, staining the ice layer on the ground red. As for that face, how miserable it was could no longer be described in words.

Here one must praise Lu Qianqian’s grasp of power, always keeping the opponent standing on stage like a sand sculpture, not flying out from bearing excessive force.

Does this seem familiar?

That’s right.

This was exactly how Lingli tormented Li Shangtian earlier.

Although he could defeat him, he always controlled his power until tormenting him to complete exhaustion in front of everyone’s eyes.

“…”

The watching warriors watched with trepidation, watched with tingling scalps.

This Heavenly Demon Emperor’s adopted son performed very arrogantly, his strength was also very strong. They never expected he would be tormented so miserably by a woman.

“Sigh.”

He Wudi shook his head.

He rarely prepared to be serious, but was intercepted by Big Senior Sister.

Forget it.

I’ll continue keeping a low profile.

“Damn it!”

Ye Xingchen clenched his fist.

Although Big Senior Sister tormenting Lingli relieved anger, if it were himself, it would definitely be more satisfying!

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

On the battle platform, Lu Qianqian used absolute strength to suppress Lingli, repeatedly wildly tormenting the opponent. The scene’s brutality could no longer be described.

This unbearable scene continued for a full half shichen.

If there was a timer, however long Lingli tormented Li Shangtian, Lu Qianqian tormented him that long—definitely not off by a second.

Of course.

Same duration, different intensity.

When Lu Qianqian withdrew her hand, due to inertia, Lingli’s head still swayed left and right. Until it slowly stopped, his entire face was quickly covered with a mosaic.

“…”

The audience shivered.

A woman, how could she be so cruel!

“Whoosh!”

At this time, the ice layers spreading around rapidly melted. Lingli’s body was freed, swaying backward in retreat, falling outside the battle platform in a backward posture.

“Satisfying!”

Gousheng laughed.

At this moment, victory and defeat were decided.

As long as that guy fell to the ground, the victor would be…

As Jun Changxiao was thinking, the smile on his face suddenly froze, because within his field of vision, the eldest disciple jumped down from the battle platform.

“Stomp.”

“Thud!”

Lu Qianqian landed first, Lingli fell to the ground after.

Ack!

The venue instantly quieted.

“This…” Gu Tianxing was also confused.

The head referee and assistant referees looked at each other, then urgently gathered together. Some put on headphones, some watched VAR replays.

Several minutes later, the head referee jumped onto the battle platform, made a professional gesture, and announced loudly: “Lu Qianqian landed outside the field first. According to Galaxy Main Competition regulations, the victor is—Lingli!”

“Psh!”

Jun Changxiao directly collapsed in his chair, blood spurting out like a fountain.