Chapter 22: Profound Ice Dragon Soars

The match begins.

Wu Feng gave a soft shout, her delicate body springing up, a heavy heat surging from her, even accompanied by a faint dragon roar. Wu Feng's delicate body suddenly grew slender. While she was in midair, she looked like a sixteen- or seventeen-year-old girl whose development had just finished. Her slender frame burst her school uniform, revealing the tight-fitting clothing underneath.

She had obviously prepared in advance; inside she wore a highly elastic leather outfit that revealed her smooth, firm thighs, the leather suit was one-piece and tightened upward.

On Wu Feng's skin, a faint red sheen rippled, starting from the left side of her face, a layer of fine dragon scales covered it, the scales extending down her neck, along her shoulder, all the way to her entire left arm and left hand.

Chen Qiye, however, dodged it with just a slight turn of his body.

At the same time, Ning Tian, standing far away, extended her right hand and gave a clear cry, 'Seven Treasures Glazed Appear!' Her body spun in place, releasing gorgeous seven-colored light from within her; where the seven-colored light condensed, Ning Tian's right palm now held a seven-colored treasure tower about a chi tall.

The tower sparkled everywhere with flowing light, as if inlaid with countless gems; as soon as it appeared, it drew the gaze of everyone on the spectator platform.

Two yellow and one purple, three soul rings rose from Ning Tian's palm, moving in an orderly rhythm around the seven-tiered tower on her hand.

On the spectator platform, Mu Jin turned her head to look at Zhou Yi and Fan Yu, just in time to see the shock in their eyes. Zhou Yi exclaimed in astonishment, 'Nine Treasure Glazed Sect, Seven Treasure Glazed Tower!'

'The Seven Treasures are renowned, first: speed.' The first soul ring on the tower lit up, a rich yellow light enhancing the tower's splendor; two gorgeous beams shot instantly from the tower, landing respectively on Wu Feng and Nan Men Er Er.

At that very moment, Nan Men Er Er from Ning Tian's team also moved; as she activated, her body felt light as if weightless, yet her speed was incredible—she seemed to merely flash and crossed tens of meters, appearing before Chen Qiye.

'You really have guts, being an assault-type soul master; do you think your speed can become your advantage?'

With a muffled 'thud',.

Nan Men Er Er's body swayed in the air, shifting eight meters. Chen Qiye remained where he stood. This first collision obviously put Nan Men Er Er at a disadvantage. After all, Nan Men Er Er is an assault-type soul master; their focus differs.

But what Nan Men Er Er and Ning Tian couldn't understand was that, even with Ning Tian's assistance, a four-ring assault-type soul master like Nan Men Er Er could still put up a fight.

But Chen Qiye seemed to have anticipated this; facing him, Nan Men Er Er's prideful speed found no advantage at all.

Nan Men Er Er and Wu Feng, after missing their strike, charged forward again; in their view, relying on their complete suppression, they were confident they could end the battle in an extremely short time.

But at the instant they charged, a sense of warning arose in her mind; she was indeed capable, her lunging body came to an abrupt halt, she forced herself to stop. Her first soul ring lit up, emerald light burst from her hands, faintly visible as a thin layer of ice extending from her palms up her arms.

The surrounding air suddenly plummeted, even the trainees on the spectator platform felt the cold.

Before they could think further, snowflakes began to drift down from the sky above the arena; the snowflakes were sharp, revealing a keen edge, and as soon as they touched the ground they instantly froze, even the entire team platform was completely frozen.

Behind Chen Qiye, two huge ice dragons also appeared.

"Profound Ice Dragon Soars."

As Chen Qiye waved his big hand, that huge ice dragon flew toward Nan Men Er Er and Wu Feng, leaving a trail of ice spikes wherever it passed.

Wu Feng, bolstered by Ning Tian's enhancement, saw her movement and attack speed surge, and she also released her first soul skill, Dragon Flame.

A layer of deep red flame welled up from her body, encircling an area about a chi around her as she threw a punch, accompanied by the intense heat of the Dragon Flame.

But wherever the ice dragon passed, the flames were frozen; at the instant the ice dragon and the flames collided, they instantly froze and shattered.

Wu Feng exclaimed in astonishment, 'How is this possible? My fire has been frozen……'

Before Wu Feng could react, she already heard the ice dragon's roar.

"Oh no……" Nan Men Er Er and Wu Feng cried out together. Nan Men Er Er's advantage was speed, but before the ice dragon her speed was utterly useless.

Wu Feng and Nan Men Er Er reacted quickly, but the ice dragon was faster; in just a moment it reached them.

"Thud."

Wu Feng and Nan Men Er Er were directly carried out of the arena by the ice dragon, crashing onto the spectator platform's base.

Two miserable cries rang out; the icy aura dissipated, Wu Feng and Nan Men Er Er were already unconscious, ice covering various parts of their bodies; it was clear the old man had already fallen into a coma.

"Nan Men Er Er, Wu……"

Before Ning Tian could react, Chen Qiye kicked her to the ground.

Ning Tian looked at Chen Qiye's handsome face, a hint of anger in her tone, 'You.'

As the young sect master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Sect, when had she ever been treated like this; how could Chen Qiye……

Chen Qiye looked at you Ning Tian, calmly speaking, 'You have heart; looking at me with that gaze, you'd better worry about your teammates instead!'

Having said that, Chen Qiye left without looking back……

"The match is over!"

Seeing this, the invigilator teacher immediately announced the results; only then did the crowd rush forward, taking Wu Feng and Nan Men Er Er away, after all, one side in this match had suffered relatively severe injuries.

On the spectator platform, Mu Jin was already completely dazed, she could hardly believe her eyes. Two great soul masters plus a soul elder, moreover the holder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower soul elder hailed as the number one tool martial soul under heaven, actually lost to a soul master of unknown rank, not even seeing her martial soul……

Let alone her not believing it; anyone hearing this strength comparison would probably not believe it.

But the facts are before our eyes; Ning Tian and her three companions lost.

Fan Yu's eyes flickered with a smile as she said to Zhou Yi, 'This truly was a splendid match. I didn't expect Chen Qiye to have so many tricks; that move seems to be a self-created soul skill.'

Zhou Yi doubted, 'You know that little brat's background……'

Fan Yu suddenly turned into a riddler, 'Yes and no; it's a pity that Chen Qiye's talent, if it could advance……'

Fan Yu shook her head, 'Let's go.'

As Fan Yu left, she didn't even glance at Mu Jin once, drifting down,

As Zhou Yi passed by Mu Jin, she coldly swept her a glance, said nothing, then leapt up and jumped down from the twenty-meter high platform.

He successfully advanced to the top sixteen and defeated one of the three most competitive opponent teams; Chen Qiye's record sparked discussion among the freshmen, as Chen Qiye alone defeated a team led by a Soul Elder powerhouse!

Similarly, besides hearing news about his own affairs, Chen Qiye also heard a name familiar to him.

Freshman Class One's Gu Yue, a three-ring Soul Elder, with soul rings one yellow and two purple, moreover defeated by his own power the team possessing the martial soul fusion skill 【Netherworld White Tiger】 inherited for ten thousand years.

(End of chapter)