Heaven-Piercing Peak.
The earth itself trembled.
Violent waves of air swept in every direction, sending the nearby disciples staggering.
Ye Xuan stood among the crowd, his clothes snapping loudly in the gale.
He did not close his eyes.
Those seemingly lazy eyes clearly reflected every detail on the arena.
He saw the lightning shatter the dragon's head.
But at the same time, he also saw the ice dragon transform into countless tiny ice swords the instant it broke apart.
That was Qi Hao's follow-up attack.
Lu Xueqi was still too inexperienced.
Although the Divine Sword Thunder Control True Art was immensely powerful,
she was currently in no condition to precisely control every trace of its power.
She had focused only on destroying the ice dragon head-on, overlooking the hidden force within it.
"Pfft!"
The light filling the sky dispersed.
Lu Xueqi's figure halted in midair, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The bright-red blood mist looked especially tragic beneath the blue lightning.
Countless tiny ice swords, like maggots burrowing into bone, pierced through her protective aura and struck her body.
Although they had avoided her vital points, the tremendous impact still threw her off balance.
She was like a kite with its string cut, helplessly falling beyond the arena.
As for Qi Hao—
although he was also in a sorry state, with torn clothes and charred hair,
he was still standing.
His feet were rooted firmly to the arena, as if nailed there.
The victor had been decided.
The entire venue fell deathly silent.
Only when Master Shuiyue caught Lu Xueqi's falling figure did everyone come to their senses.
"The champion of the twentieth Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament..."
"Dragon Head Peak's Qi Hao!"
The adjudicating elder's voice trembled slightly. Clearly, even he had been shocked by the