Abyss Walker

Chapter 59 The Ice Kingdom Competition (2)

At this moment, Yun Muhan thought, "...I'm all prepared, and you're telling me...I'll get a bye?"

"You're lucky, at least you saved face." Bingqing's tone was icy.

"Young Master Yun, I never expected to run into you here."

"Fellow Daoist Yun, I don't know..." Before Fan Chen could finish speaking, Yun Muhan pulled him aside. "Fellow Daoist Fan! Don't be impatient. The competition is about to begin. Get ready quickly."

"That Moge is only at the third level of the Nascent Soul stage, what's there to be afraid of? By the way, why did Fellow Daoist Yun get a bye? That's unreasonable. That Ge Mo actually withdrew from the competition."

"The competition is about to begin. All contestants, please enter the arena."

"The first match: Fan Chen, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, versus Mog, a third-Nascent Soul cultivator. Please enter the arena."

Fan Chen smiled slightly, patted Yun Muhan on the shoulder, indicating that he was ready. His eyes revealed a hint of confidence, clearly showing that he was not nervous about the upcoming competition.

"Fellow Daoist Yun, rest assured, I know what I'm doing," Fan Chen said softly, then strode towards the center of the competition arena.

Mog was already standing at the other end of the field, his eyes filled with disdain, clearly not taking Fan Chen, a mid-stage Nascent Soul opponent, seriously.

However, he was unaware that the strength of the mortal realm was far beyond his imagination.

With the referee's whistle, the competition officially began. Mog immediately unleashed his poison power, three streams of poison gas shooting straight towards the mortal realm like sharp swords.

However, Fan Chen simply waved his hand, and an even more powerful Nascent Soul energy easily neutralized Mog's attack.

"What?!" A look of astonishment flashed in Mog's eyes. He hadn't expected that Fan Chen could so easily neutralize his attack.

Fan Chen didn't give Mog much time to think. His figure suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of Mog the next moment.

Mog was shocked and hurriedly tried to retreat, but it was too late. Fan Chen waved his hand lightly, and a powerful force sent Mog flying, crashing heavily to the edge of the arena.

"This... how is this possible?" Mog struggled to stand up, but his body was in excruciating pain from the attack on him.

The audience was also shocked by this scene. They originally thought it would be a close contest, but they did not expect that Fan Chen could suppress Mog so easily.

"Instant crushing?"

"You're ignorant. Fan Chen is just a wanderer who hides his strength. His deeds... are too numerous to recount."

"I've heard that too. It's said that this mortal has a magic gourd that can kill enemies invisibly."

Yun Muhan watched from the sidelines, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes. Fan Chen was sure to win by suppressing his strength, but he hadn't expected him to defeat Mog, a Nascent Soul Stage 3 cultivator, so easily.

The referee announced the results of the match: Fan Chen had won with an overwhelming advantage. "Fan Chen wins the first match of the Ice Kingdom competition!"

Fan Chen walked off the field with a smile, and Yun Muhan went to greet him. The two smiled at each other, and everything was understood without words.

"Fellow Daoist Fan, your strength is indeed unfathomable," Yun Muhan exclaimed.

Fan Chen smiled modestly: "Fellow Daoist Yun, you flatter me. I only used a small trick."

"In the second match, Bing Qing, who is in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, will face Wang Huangrong, who is in the early-Nascent Soul stage. Please bring your players to the stage."

As the referee announced the start of the match, Bingqing and Wang Huangrong slowly walked onto the stage.

"Fairy Bingqing, the chief of the Ice Palace, is said to be the number one ice-type person."

"You're ignorant again? The number one ice-type person is the Ice Source Kingdom Lord, and the number two is the Ice Palace Master. She? She doesn't even rank."

"Get out of here, you stinky straight man!"

Bingqing's eyes were as cold as ice. With a gentle wave of her hand, the surrounding air seemed to freeze, and a powerful chill emanated from her body, instantly covering the entire arena with a thin layer of ice.

Wang Huangrong felt unprecedented pressure; he knew this battle was a huge challenge for him. He quickly summoned his magical weapon, a fiery red longsword, attempting to use fire-attribute power to resist Bing Qing's chilling aura.

However, Bingqing's cultivation and control far exceeded his expectations. With a flick of her finger, a beam of ice-blue light shot out from her fingertip, striking Wang Huangrong's longsword directly. The flames on the sword were instantly suppressed, and Wang Huangrong felt a chill run through his body along the blade, slowing his movements.

Bing Qing gave Wang Huangrong no chance to catch her breath. Her figure moved swiftly across the arena like a ghost, each strike carrying a deadly chill. Despite Wang Huangrong's best efforts to defend, he felt his true energy rapidly depleting with every contact.

Finally, under Bing Qing's fierce attack, Wang Huangrong's defenses completely collapsed. He was blasted away by a powerful force, crashing heavily to the edge of the arena. His longsword flew out of his hand, and he was encased in a huge block of ice.

The referee quickly stepped forward to check and confirmed that Wang Huangrong had only temporarily lost her fighting ability and was not in any danger to her life.

"Bing Qing wins the second match of the Ice Kingdom competition!"

"The third match features Xue Yu, a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, against Zhao Tiezhu, an early-Nascent Soul cultivator. Both players, please step onto the stage."