Li Guanqi’s eyes narrowed as he murmured softly, “Here it comes!”

A woman in a water-blue robe floated gracefully onto the arena.

Her aloof temperament, combined with her stunning beauty and delicate figure, immediately drew a chorus of whistles from the crowd.

She was Ji Linglan, the Ice Queen of Lingxiao Pavilion.

The woman, gripping an ice-blue longsword in her left hand, looked at Zhao Beichen with pride in her eyes.

Her lips parted slightly as she declared, “This year, the spot at Purple Sun Hall belongs to Lingxiao Pavilion!”

Zhao Beichen, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, smiled, his eyes curving into crescents.

With a handsome face, he spoke softly, “Just with you?”

Clang!

Ji Linglan drew her sword, and a faint mist of ice immediately enveloped her!

Boom!

A giant ice flower phantom, three feet in size, suddenly appeared behind her!

Ice Frost Flower!

The moment the ice flower phantom appeared, everyone was shocked!

It was known that Ji Linglan had never revealed her Spirit Ruin in previous battles!

Qin Xian frowned slightly and said softly, “A special Spirit Ruin?”

“Who would have thought Lingxiao Pavilion would recruit such a monstrous disciple this year!”

Li Nanting clenched his fists, his eyes fixed on Zhao Beichen on the platform as he spoke softly.

“We should be wary not of that little girl from Lingxiao Pavilion.”

“It’s this sudden emergence of Zhao Beichen from Purple Sun Hall that requires more attention.”

The onlookers were momentarily stunned by such a unique Spirit Ruin, and a buzz of noisy discussions erupted.

They did not skimp on their praise for Ji Linglan’s talent.

After all, those who could awaken a Spirit Ruin were few and far between, not to mention one that so perfectly matched her own abilities.

Zhao Beichen stood still, his eyes half-closed, a slight smile curling the corners of his lips.

“A king-grade Spirit Ruin? Heh, interesting.”

Clang!

A dark golden longsword suddenly unsheathed!

The edges of the sword flickered with a faint golden light, looking incredibly sharp.

With a flick of his wrist, he sent out several sword flowers, and Zhao Beichen’s feet exploded with movement!

Thud!

The flagstones within a radius of several meters around Zhao Beichen’s feet suddenly shattered!

Li Guanqi, watching from the stands, furrowed his brows and tensed up, saying in a deep voice, “So fast!”

Even with his Insight, Li Guanqi could only see a blurry shadow burst forth in an instant.

Boom!

A fierce roar sounded, and a sharp Sword Light suddenly appeared in front of Ji Linglan!

Clang!

The chill instantly wrapped around her longsword as Ji Linglan met her opponent’s blade head-on!

The overwhelming force made her figure drift back dozens of meters.

The brief contact was enough to split her palm, and then frost covered the wound, instantly sealing it!

She then whispered, “Frost Step!”

Whoosh!

In an instant, the ground where she stepped turned into a land of frost!

Her speed increased by a full thirty percent, and on this frost, she moved even faster and more nimbly.

Clang, clang, clang!

Zhao Beichen’s sword moved with his will, not confined to any set moves.

But each strike was lethal, and the angles were extremely tricky.

His sword speed was on par with Li Guanqi!

It was only when entangled with Zhao Beichen that the woman truly felt what it was like to be Li Guanqi’s opponent.

She had not felt much about Li Guanqi’s extreme sword speed before.

But facing Zhao Beichen now, she realized how difficult it was to deal with the nearly continuous rain of sword light phantoms!

The powerful metallic Primordial Energy seemed unstoppable.

The vast Primordial Energy was clearly more than a match for Ji Linglan!

Under the powerful onslaught of Primordial Energy, the woman gradually began to falter, sustaining several sword wounds.

Thud!

The ice flower phantom behind Ji Linglan suddenly burst into dazzling blue light, and the power of her sword surged instantly!

A sword stroke passed in front of Zhao Beichen, but he dodged it.

Forced back several meters, Zhao Beichen stood with a cold expression, slowly raising his hand.

The cut across his nose had already formed ice crystals.

He slowly peeled off the ice, and warm blood trickled down his nose.

Looking down, Zhao Beichen saw the glaring fresh blood on his finger, and his previously smiling face turned completely cold.

Standing up straight, Zhao Beichen’s face showed neither joy nor sorrow, his expression unreadable.

Ji Linglan stood with her sword, frost swirling around her, her eyes cold.

Her muscles were tense, ever vigilant of Zhao Beichen’s every move.

Zhao Beichen closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then suddenly opened them!

Boom!

In an instant, a golden aura enveloped Zhao Beichen, with occasional sword light phantoms appearing within the light!

The sharp Pressure instantly split the flagstones within a ten-meter radius into countless fragments!

The imposing Pressure caused Ji Linglan’s pupils to shrink to the size of pinpoints!

Li Guanqi watched Zhao Beichen on the platform, his heart heavy with concern.

It seemed he had underestimated Zhao Beichen before!

Just from what he had shown now, he was more than enough to crush Guan Qingyun!

And…

“Ji Linglan is also much stronger than Guan Qingyun!”

Hum!

The massive arena began to tremble slightly.

Zhao Beichen, standing still, merely flicked his fingers, and nearly a hundred golden longswords suddenly appeared in the Void around Ji Linglan, shooting towards her!

The woman’s feet frosted over, instantly covering a thirty-meter radius around her!

In an instant, golden longswords continuously exploded on the arena!

Amidst the golden light, a beleaguered figure kept dodging and weaving, with several cold sword lights flashing.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The roaring lasted for a dozen breaths!

The flagstones of the entire arena were almost completely destroyed, leaving deep pits everywhere.

It was only then that Li Guanqi let out a breath and murmured, “Spirit Spell… one of the top two hundred Spirit Spells!”

“It seems to be the one ranked one hundred ninety-two, Geng Metal, Red Gold Frenzy Dance!”

Each golden Magical Longsword strike was comparable to a full-force blow from someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment!

It was hard to imagine such a terrifying Spirit Spell being released by a young man at Foundation Establishment.

Moreover, from beginning to end, Zhao Beichen had only stood in place and flicked his fingers.

Even after releasing nearly a hundred attacks, Zhao Beichen still looked calm, with no apparent drain on his Primordial Energy.

It was hard to imagine how vast his Pubic region must be!

Everyone watched breathlessly towards the dust-filled air.

Whoosh!

A cold sword light swept by, and the dust on the arena was blown away.

The woman stood proudly, her body bearing numerous wounds, but her eyes remained sharp.

The frozen wounds no longer bled, and the ice flower phantom behind her had long since disappeared.

In its place was a snowflake mark on the woman’s forehead!

Around her, countless ice spikes condensed out of the Void!

The ice spikes, dense and numbering in the thousands, surged towards Zhao Beichen with the woman, their ice-blue tips shooting at him!

Zhao Beichen ignored the myriad ice spikes and murmured softly, “I’m done playing with you.”