Chapter 241: The Misunderstanding of the Century

"This guy... is he really human?" Xue Linglong looked at Luo Tian, unable to stop herself from trembling.

Ever since she began her cultivation, Xue Linglong's Dao heart had been like ten-thousand-year-old ice, unshakable.

But today, she discovered that her Dao heart was unstable.

The guy in front of her was too terrifying!

Facing him, there was absolutely no chance of winning.

On the other side, Luo Tian continued his assault, slapping while counting down: "Fifteen, fourteen, thirteen..."

"Hmm? What is he counting?" Everyone was a bit bewildered.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven... hmm?"

Just as Luo Tian was about to continue slapping people, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

Because by covering the entire battlefield with his soul power, he knew that now, in the Heavenly Frost Martial Tournament, including himself, only seven people remained.

If he slapped this person in front of him away too, he would be sixth.

That would be troublesome.

Seeing Luo Tian stop his palm in mid-air, the young man's face turned pale, and his heart pounded wildly.

Sometimes, getting beaten isn't scary; waiting to be beaten is what's scary.

"Big Brother Luo Tian, please don't hit me, can I just concede?" As he spoke, he took out his token, preparing to crush it and concede immediately.

But when Luo Tian saw this, he roared angrily: "Stop! If you dare to concede, believe it or not, I'll slap you to death!"

"Ah?"

The young man was so frightened that he trembled all over, and the token in his hand fell to the ground.

What the hell?

Not even allowed to concede?

Must he take a hit?

The young man was about to cry.

Luo Tian looked at him, cupped his chin with his hand, and said: "A show must be done completely; conceding directly like this isn't very good... Come, hit me!"

"Ah?"

The young man looked at Luo Tian with a dumbfounded expression.

Hit him?

The guy before him had punched Luo Tian once and was immediately shaken into unconsciousness.

That scene was still fresh in his memory; how could he dare to hit him?

"Are you hitting me or not? If you don't, believe it or not, I'll slap you to death!" Luo Tian threatened again.

"I..." The young man raised his hand, but he never dared to strike.

Luo Tian grew annoyed and suddenly turned his head to see Xue Linglong.

"If he won't hit me, you can do it! Come, use your strongest move to attack me," Luo Tian said.

"Hmm?" Xue Linglong was also stunned.

What exactly is wrong with this guy?

He was just slapping people aggressively, and now he wants her to hit him?

Is he playing with her?

"Fine, as you wish!"

Xue Linglong floated up.

"I will use my strongest move to attack him; even if I can't defeat him, I must make him suffer an injury!" Xue Linglong said, pressing her palms together.

"Ice Seal Three Thousand Miles!" Following a delicate shout, a world of ice and snow condensed above Xue Linglong's head.

"Seal for me!"

The next instant, endless cold air surged over, instantly enveloping Luo Tian.

Crack, crack...

Before their eyes, ice began to form continuously around Luo Tian.

However, three feet in front of Luo Tian, the ice remained unmoved.