Terrifying Lin Qingtán

One move?

Another one move.

The geniuses from all across the Eastern Xuan Region wore extremely ugly expressions in the face of Lin Qingtán's mockery.

These geniuses were outstanding monsters within their respective dynasties, capable of fighting the older generation of experts. Yet today, their pride had been pinned to the ground and ruthlessly crushed.

One move!

With just one move, two of their companions had been defeated in succession. Now, someone else was claiming that she could defeat them with a single move.

"Why? Is no one coming?"

Lin Qingtán asked with a smile. Wherever her beautiful eyes passed, everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet her gaze. Faced with a girl who was even one or two years younger than them, no one dared step forward to fight her.

"I'll do it!"

A magnetic voice rang out, and everyone turned toward it with delight in their eyes.

"It's Lan Ying!"

"Lan Ying of the super dynasty—the Immortal Dynasty!"

"Lan Ying is at Three Yuan Nirvana. As long as we withstand one move from her, we win!"

Uh!

No one knew who had said that. As seed contestants from various dynasties, they had actually declared that merely surviving one move from someone their own age counted as victory.

Without realizing it, they had already developed deep fear toward the three people Xiao Han had chosen.

Before Lan Ying could speak, Lin Qingtán asked, "Miss, can you fly?"

"Huh?"

Lan Ying furrowed her delicate brows and looked at Lin Qingtán in confusion.

Lin Qingtán explained, "Don't misunderstand. I only mean that if you can't fly, you're no match for me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Qingtán's back trembled slightly, and the Eight Frost Wings spread open. Snowflakes danced through the space around her, creating an exceptionally beautiful