The members of the Elephant Armor Team were already struggling with Dugu Yan's purple poison. Their soul power was functioning in an obscure manner, their vision was obscured by thick fog, and their senses were in chaos.
The only thing they could do was to rely on instinct and the tacit understanding of years of training to reluctantly get closer and try to form a defensive formation.
But the storm came too quickly and too fiercely.
The blood beads have not yet dripped, but they have condensed into red ice crystals in mid-air.
Subsequently, a bone-chilling chill invaded along the wound, instantly paralyzing half of his body.
Ah————
As soon as the screams came out, more snowflakes swept in.
His shout was frozen in his throat, and his whole body, along with the frightened expression on his face, was sealed into a crystal clear ice sculpture.
Such scenes were staged one after another in the center of the arena.
Struggle, resistance, and then silence.
The strength and defense they were proud of were powerless against the extreme ice and snow.
Not long after, the entire arena turned into a world of ice crystals.
Six lifelike human-shaped ice sculptures, standing in place in various struggling postures.
Of course, it was frozen at this time, so I didn’t really freeze to death!
For example, Hu Yanli is still conscious under the thick ice.
Watching the ice and snow in the sky dissipate, watching the figures of Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er reappear.
An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness overwhelmed his heart.
"Wow——"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed, walked around an ice sculpture, poked it curiously, and then moved closer to Shui Bing'er.
"Bing'er, Yue'er, this move of yours is so beautiful!"
"Ice Phoenix Martial Spirit, it's so beautiful."
Tailong scratched his head and opened his mouth with a simple and honest smile.
"Hey, I have never seen such heavy snow since I was a child."
He walked up to the frozen Hu Yanli, squatted down, and curiously looked at the unwilling expression on the other person's face.
"Silly man, are you convinced now?"
The referee flew down, first took a complicated look at the six ice sculptures, and then at the unharmed Liuli team.
Finally, he took a breath and announced loudly.
"The game is over!"
"I declare that the winner of this game is Team Liuli!"
The whole place was silent for a moment, and then cheers like a tsunami broke out.
Although many people made wrong bets and lost everything, they witnessed the wonderful showdown with their own eyes.
This is enough!
Following the referee's announcement, the soul power in Shui Bing'er's body circulated again.
She raised her hands lightly.
Click, click...
The ice covering the members of the Elephant Armored Team began to appear cracks, and then turned into countless ice shards, falling rustlingly.
Six figures collapsed on the ground, shivering, and each of them had a bruised face.
Hu Yanli took a few deep breaths and punched the ground.
His eyes were red, staring at Tai Lung.
Their elephant armor team is famous for its defense and charge, and it has never suffered such a complete defeat.
This is simply a great shame!
On the rostrum.
The face of Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Jia Sect, was so gloomy that he was about to shed tears.
"Sect Master..."
A subordinate next to him spoke cautiously.
"You, go and tell them now"
Hu Yanzhen's voice was hoarse and depressing.
"This is just a points match, not the final!"
"Let them go to the medicinal bath to recover immediately, and then give me a review! Find out every detail of this game for me!"
"Yes!"
The subordinate responded and immediately turned around to give the order.
On the other side, behind Bibi Dong, Ju Douluo Yue Guan also had a serious look on his face.
He turned sideways and was about to say something to Pope Bibi Dong.
Bibi Dong only raised her hand slightly to stop him.
Then, she turned to the man beside her.
"Sect Master Ning."
"Your team really gave me a big surprise."
"Soul King, fourth level of ten thousand years, martial soul fusion skill..."
Bibi Dong paused.
"No wonder you dare to say something to challenge for the championship of this competition."
Faced with Bibi Dong's compliment, Ning Liu just smiled faintly.
He stood up from his seat.
"His Majesty the Pope has over praised."
"The next game will probably be nothing to watch."
"I will not accompany you."
"Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around without waiting for Bibi Dong to speak again, and left the rostrum with a trace of leisure.
Ju Douluo looked at Ning Liu's leaving back, his face changing.
Arrogant! How arrogant!
However, Bibi Dong was not angry. She just watched Ning Liu's back disappear at the entrance of the passage quietly. After a long time, she slowly spoke.
"We can no longer hesitate. Since the soul bones in the palace are not good, we should use them now. Then take the three soul bones that I personally treasure now and give them to Nana and the others to absorb!"
Subsequently, with a thought in his mind, the miniature array disk of the soul battle energy-gathering array appeared in his hand.
In the center of the array, more than a dozen crystal stones are emitting soft light.
Ning Liu's fingertips gently brushed the crystal stones.
Most of them are yellow soul power crystals, mixed with a few purple ones.
What really satisfied him was the existence of several other groups.
That is the essence of the martial spirit’s origin.
There are some that exude a thick earthy yellow light, some that are green and full of poisonous aura, and some that are snow-white and cold.
Ning Liu couldn't help but smile.
This is just the beginning.
As the competition progresses, more soul masters with high-quality martial souls will fight on this magic circle.
And when the time comes, what quality of essence will be condensed in the magic circle?
That is his real goal.
As for the champion?
That is just a casual trophy.