Lou Qianxue and Ye Zhuixun swiftly got up the stage.
âQianxue, you can do it!â Lou Xiaoxiao shouted from below. Lou Qianxue glanced at her, smiled, and then looked away.
âSister Qianxue,â Ye Zhuixun solemnly said. âAlthough I respect you and treat you as my master in alchemy, Iâll not hold back. I have to win this competition.â
Lou Qianxue nodded. âThis is exactly what I want to tell you too.â
Ye Zhuixunâs expression became even more solemn. âThen youâll have to be careful. Iâm going to act. Wild Lion Roar!â
Ye Zhuixunâs footsteps went âthud thud thudâ as he moved forward. As he neared Lou Qianxue, he suddenly soared into the air. Then, with clenched fists, he smashed toward Lou Qianxueâs head.
A dazzling white light appeared in his fists.
âStorm Fist Intent! Ye Zhuixun is using the Storm Fist Intent again!â The crowd almost forgot to breathe in excitement.
âGood timing! Try my Lightning Fist Intent!â Lou Qianxueâs eyes became full of fighting spirit. She kicked off the ground and shot into the air like a cannonball.
Both of their fists collided into the air.
Lou Qianxue had merged the concept of lightning with Mountain Splitting Fist, so the power of lightning was incorporated into her Lightning Fist Intent.
Screech!
Crackle!
The tiny light covered by Lou Qianxueâs Mountain Splitting Fist could be seen with the naked eye. Her swift movement intimidated others.
Boom!
The surrounding space shook and distorted due to the impact of the collision.
After the two of them slightly paused, they went back to their original positions again.
The audience became baffled. They felt that Lou Qianxueâs Mountain Splitting Fist was strange, but they could not tell what was so strange about it.
Lou Qianxue lowered her head and glanced at her fists that had traces of blood. Her lips curled up as she said, âIt looks like youâre more familiar with the Storm Fist Intent.â
However, Ye Zhuixun looked fearful. He knew that Lou Qianxue had not given her all since she had yet to draw her sword. Even in that case, they were evenly matched.
A drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.
âWild Lion Roar!â He used his fists for greater power this time.
Whoosh!
Lou Qianxue took out her Frost Sword.
âMystic Frost Spirit Mirror!â
A frost with Lou Qianxue as the center instantly spread in the surroundings. Within a short moment, a shimmering and transparent layer of ice floated around Lou Qianxue.
âWhat is this sword technique? Itâs so beautiful!â
âSuch a heavy aura of coldness. Spirit Item! Lou Qianxue is holding a Spirit Item in her hand!!!â
The Prefectural Governor frowned, and Lou Xingchen also looked shocked. âWhat kind of martial arts is this? Why didnât that b*tch teach me this before?â
While the crowd was still in shockâ
Boom!
The fists that were even heavier than before ruthlessly smashed at the thin ice crystals.
âOh gosh!â
Lou Xiaoxiao could not even bear to watch any further. âMy Qianxue is going to be disfigured!â
âDoesnât Ye Zhuixun have any tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex?â
âWhatâs the use of such thin ice crystals?â
The crowd nervously looked at Lou Qianxue and became worried about her. âWhy isnât she dodging?â
âHuh! Something doesnât seem right about Ye Zhuixun?â
The crowd turned to look at Ye Zhuixun, and saw him using his fists to block the ice crystals. As the ice crystals started to shatter, he vomited blood and flew backward.
âWild Lion Roar!â Ye Zhuixun smashed the ground with his fist and stabilized his body as he slowly landed.
âWhy?â His face was pale, and his eyes were dim as he questioned. Traces of blood flowed down from the corners of his lips. âWhy did I get injured even though you didnât act?â
Instead of answering, Lou Qianxue stared at his palms. âJust now... Those fists, you had used two different types of fist intent?â
Ye Zhuixun became even more shocked. âHow did you know?â
Lou Qianxueâs eyes lit up. This Ye Zhuixun is a martial arts wizard. He understood two different concepts! âHow did you do it?â