The ground under Hue Qing's feet instantly turned to ice. Sharp spikes burst out to impale her. She had to perform aerial jumps to escape.
In the stands, the murmurs of shock turned into a deafening clamor. The sect disciples exchanged incredulous glances.
"How is this possible?" exclaimed an Elder.
"Mastering fire and ice at such a level of purity? And these are not simple elemental techniques,"
BaiShe, observing the scene, activated his Third Eye Art.
'It is fascinating,' thought BaiShe.
'The Emerald Abyss Physique of Hue Qing is like a sponge. If she had access to resources from the Upper Realms and purer Qi... Her current potential is only a fraction of what she could become under my tutelage.'
On the field, the fight had already lasted ten minutes. Huojin seemed to be having fun. He was not even sweating, chaining elements with arrogance.
"You are persistent, I grant you that," said Huojin while snapping his fingers.
< Arts: Purple Thunder Wrath >
