Make You Fly!

Wu Yang Jin's upper body remained standing perfectly straight, while his legs, which had been buried beneath the ground, slowly emerged.

The ground split apart as frigid air swept outward. Centered beneath his feet, frost spread wildly, freezing everything around him into a blue-and-white world.

He had forcibly broken free from the restraints of Zhen Tian Han Di through his own strength!

Qiangu Zhangting's pupils abruptly contracted.

"Impossible!"

"The second move is indeed much stronger than the first... but that's all it is." Wu Yang Jin lightly dusted off his clothes, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips.

Before his words had even faded, his figure suddenly vanished from the spot.

Bang!

In that lightning-fast instant, Qiangu Zhangting's pupils shrank sharply. A chill stabbed straight toward his heart, and his body instinctively tried to dodge!

But in the next moment, a fist glowing with icy blue light slammed heavily into his chest!

Boom—!

The air exploded. Qiangu Zhangting was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing viciously into the arena's protective barrier. Violent ripples surged across the entire shield, which nearly shattered!

"Pfft—!"

Qiangu Zhangting tasted blood in his throat and nearly spat out a mouthful. His face turned incomparably pale in that instant!

"Your 'Unyielding' doesn't seem all that resilient... before a true winter." Wu Yang Jin slowly withdrew his fist, his gaze deep and icy.

At that moment, the entire venue fell deathly silent.

Everyone stared dumbfoundedly at Wu Yang Jin, who stood calmly on the arena. None of them had expected Qiangu Zhangting's all-out second move to be so effortlessly neutralized—only for him to be driven back in such a sorry state by the counterattack!

Was this still the Qiangu Zhangting once hailed as the Spirit Pagoda's strongest prodigy?

In the audience, countless people gasped.