The Rise of Light

The cold wind in the sky was blowing, and the cold wind in the sky was blowing.

Under Pei Hanqing's strong coldness, Xia Bin felt that the flame knife in his hand was getting colder and colder, as if he was holding a piece of frozen metal, and his limbs became stiff.

The fans on the field were boiling. It was also the first time for them to see Pei Hanqing show his strong melee strength. Pei Hanqing holding a spear was more handsome than Pei Hanqing holding a staff. His every move was full of masculinity, showing the charm of a man.

But Xia Bin was miserable at this time. After a few fights, the flame on his long sword gradually went out in the low temperature environment, and a thick layer of frost attached to the beautifully carved blade. Pei Hanqing seized an opportunity, and the tip of the spear lifted the blade, and Xia Bin's flame knife immediately left his hands.

Xia Bin's movements also slowed down. Pei Hanqing's Xuanbing spear changed its route temporarily and pierced his left shoulder in an instant. The blood condensed into blocks under the extremely cold air, and not a drop flowed out.

Looking at the injured Xia Bin, Pei Hanqing said, "Are you going to continue?"

"Of course... continue... I haven't used... my full strength yet!" Xia Bin was frozen hard, his lips were a little purple, and he said tremblingly.

As he said that, he reached out and grabbed Pei Hanqing's spear, pulling the spear out of his left shoulder bit by bit. The intense pain made his eyes red, and the fire energy in his body gradually boiled.

Pulling out the spear, Xia Bin roared and went berserk in an instant. The hand holding the spear was wrapped in flames, and the ice on the spear melted into water.

Pei Hanqing kicked Xia Bin away with a heart-piercing kick, and Xia Bin had already completed the release of the explosive punch fist technique at this time, and a powerful flame went straight towards Pei Hanqing.

The crystal core at the top of Pei Hanqing's staff lit up with an ice-blue light, and an ice wall appeared in front of him. The explosive punch hit the ice wall, causing it to melt and shrink rapidly. A large amount of fog was also generated on the ring, and Xia Bin disappeared in the fog in an instant.

Standing in the fog, Pei Hanqing's vision was blocked. He carefully observed the surroundings, trying to listen to the movement in the fog. But the fans in the stands did more harm than good, screaming loudly for him to be careful. The noisy environment made it impossible for him to hear any sound at all.

He simply closed his eyes and carefully felt the flow of water vapor. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked at an abnormal place. And that place instantly lit up red, and through the fog, it emitted a fiery red halo.

The halo kept approaching, and when it reached visible visibility, Pei Hanqing saw its true face. It turned out to be a burning fireball. Pei Hanqing immediately turned over and dodged it, with an extremely flexible body.

When he stood up, red halos flashed around him, and then a series of fireballs hit Pei Hanqing. Pei Hanqing did not panic. He stomped his feet, and the ice-blue light flashed on his feet, and pulleys made of ice appeared on his shoes.

Pei Hanqing was seen stepping on the pulleys to dodge left and right on the ring, avoiding the fireballs one after another, like a skating prince.

When he dodged the last big fireball, Xia Bin, whose whole body was burning with flames, appeared in front of Pei Hanqing.

Xia Bin didn't know when he picked up the flame knife again. After going berserk and losing his mind, he raised the knife again and chopped at Pei Hanqing with his fighting instinct.

At this time, the fog had dissipated, and the audience in the stands could see the scene on the field again. Everyone saw Pei Hanqing stepping on the pulleys and constantly circling Xia Bin, and from time to time he used the staff to transform into a spear to attack. This unexpected scene almost made everyone laugh out loud.

Only a group of beautiful fans were still screaming and praising Pei Hanqing as the Prince of Ice and Snow.

Xia Bin, who was frantic, was annoyed by his circling around, and the occasional attacks made him exhausted. He was furious, and the flames on his body instantly rose, turning him into a huge fire man, and the terrifying high temperature swept the entire ring.

The flame knife in Xia Bin's hand was infinitely elongated under the cover of the flames. He waved the long knife as if waving a long whip, and the speed was so fast that it made people feel that there were countless flame whips whipping Pei Hanqing.

The flame whips were dense and fast, and Pei Hanqing, who had nowhere to hide, began to open and close his mouth, and he was obviously chanting the Mysterious Ice Curse again.

He slammed the staff into the ground, and the whole person was wrapped in ice in an instant. The flame whips kept whipping on it, but it could not be destroyed for a while.

Pei Hanqing, who was wrapped in ice, did not feel any discomfort. Through the ice, one could see that he was still chanting the Mysterious Ice Curse. The temperature on the field was dropping little by little, and the flames on Xia Bin's body were also emitting

Inch by inch.

Although Xia Bin was in a frenzy, his fighting instinct was very sharp. He could still feel that the situation on the field was not optimistic. He turned into a fire giant and came to Pei Hanqing in two or three steps.

Looking at Pei Hanqing in the ice, he opened his arms and hugged the ice. The flames on his body burned again, breaking through the height just now. In his frenzy, he could only think of such a simple and crude method.

With the collision of ice and fire, thick fog appeared on the ring again. People stared at the ring intently, wanting to see who would win the game in the end.

In the fog, the huge red halo was shrinking little by little, which also meant that Xia Bin's energy was declining little by little. When the red halo was completely invisible, smart people already knew that Xia Bin had lost the game.

And the result was indeed the same. As the fog dissipated, Xia Bin returned to his original appearance, but a layer of frost condensed on his body and he was motionless. He had obviously lost consciousness. He turned into an ice sculpture and still hugged the ice block.

Pei Hanqing in the ice block sighed helplessly, and the crystal core of the staff in his hand lit up. The ice block wrapped around him turned into ice elements and was completely absorbed by the crystal core.

After coming out of the ice block, Pei Hanqing pressed the top of the staff against Xia Bin and absorbed the ice elements on Xia Bin in the same way.

Xia Bin's body temperature was also rising. After regaining consciousness, he shivered and shouted that it was so cold, and then took the initiative to release fire energy to bake himself.

"I lost!"

Xia Bin said helplessly after his body temperature returned to normal. Although he knew before the game that he was not Pei Hanqing's opponent, it was still frustrating when it really happened.

"You are already very good." Pei Hanqing comforted with a cold expression.

"Haha, I'm not comforted at all." Xia Bin laughed loudly, "By the way, did you use all your strength when you played with me just now?"

Hearing this question, Pei Hanqing hesitated for a moment, then frowned and said, "I did!"

"Haha!" Xia Bin laughed heartily again, "You really can't lie!"

At this time, applause also rang out on the field. This result did not escape everyone's prediction and analysis. No matter how exciting the battle between ice and fire was, at least visually it was enough for the audience.

They did not hesitate to applaud the two people on the field. Pei Hanqing's fans were naturally unwilling to lag behind, and their voices once overwhelmed the boys on the field.

Accompanied by the applause, Pei Hanqing looked at Lin Qixuan in the rest area. The next game was his game. I hope Lin Qixuan will not disappoint me...

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