Sparring Platform.
Lu Qianqian stood like a proud plum blossom amidst snow.
Dense cold air spread through the area, and a layer of ice gradually formed across the ground.
Though the surroundings resembled the depths of winter, Ling Li, standing ten meters away, did not care in the slightest. With his outstanding physique, he could naturally withstand the bitter cold.
Seeing that both had taken their positions, the referee shouted through his thick padded coat, "The spar begins!"
"Bang—"
The moment he finished speaking, Ling Li charged over like a cannonball.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At the same time, he violently swung his right arm. Powerful energy shattered the air, turning into a Fist Imprint that pierced through layers of cold air and pressed down on her.
He disdained fighting a woman, so he had decided to end this quickly.
However, when that violent power surged forward like a tide, the ice on the ground flashed with light. Visible frost immediately emerged and enveloped the Fist Imprint.
"Crack! Crack!"
Not only did the Fist Imprint slow drastically, ice fragments gradually gathered across its surface, transforming it into a lifelike ice sculpture as it charged forward.
"Smack."
Lu Qianqian raised her flawless jade-like hand and lightly placed it against it.
"Crack!"
The frozen Fist Imprint instantly shattered into chunks of ice.
The watching martial artists were immediately astonished by this woman's use and control of the Ice Element!
Nangong Qingxian in particular, seeing Lu Qianqian effortlessly destroy the Fist Imprint, praised, "A rarely seen ice cultivator!"
"Step!"
Ling Li took a step forward, gathering violent power as he charged in.
The Ice Element specialized in slowing and controlling enemies, while he needed brute force to forcibly break through it.
Though this approach was barbaric, it seemed to be the most effective. Yet as