Centered on Lu Yang, the area within thirty meters instantly froze, turning into a solid giant ice ball. But just as the ice ball was about to fully form, a burst of fire suddenly erupted from Morken's head.
The next second, the ice ball dispersed. Morken lay on the ground in confusion, while Lu Yang stood where he was, completely unharmed. Looking at the defeated Morken, he said, "You're not good enough to use such a cheap trick against me."
Morken said unwillingly, "How did you know my skill would freeze everything together?"
Lu Yang thought to himself that he had seen it in his previous life. He said, "Not only do I know this skill, I also know the follow-up Ice Prison killing combo, called Ice Erosion. Unfortunately, this is an extremely useful ultimate move on a battlefield, not in a duel. Here, even the slightest opening can be seized by your opponent. Remember, the people standing here now are among the fifty strongest players in this game."
Morken accepted the lesson helplessly, cupped his fists, and left.
Lu Yang also logged out of the game. His next match would probably be tonight or tomorrow, so he took the opportunity to rest.
What the Iron Blood Brotherhood needed to do now was recuperate. He also knew about Roland building massive defensive fortresses, but he did not care about them. To him, any fortress was nothing but bullshit.
He waited from morning until night, and sure enough, his match was postponed until the next day. After sleeping soundly through the night, Lu Yang returned to the competition grounds.
Light flickered.
Lu Yang entered the game. This time, a Chinese player appeared before him. Though her face was unfamiliar, Tu Feng's information was extremely thorough. She was an official player with