The scene on the arena was something no one had ever expected to see.
Tai Yuema was kneeling on the ground, imprisoned inside a cage made of ice, his face full of shock and disbelief.
His right hand, the one holding his sword, had been cut off and lay on the ground. Blood had spilled everywhere, then frozen solid.
The wound on his severed arm had frozen over, too.
He had lost.
And he had lost completely.
At that moment, he had to take back what he had said earlier.
That ring wasn't being wasted in Night Dawn's hands.
"You... actually know how to use this ring?!"
"What do you think?"
Fang Yue gave him a cold smile.
The Condensing State Ring could take on countless forms.
He had once seen Ni Dongmei and Lord Han casually play with the Condensing State Ring, changing it into all kinds of shapes. Naturally, he understood where its true value lay.
But back then, Fang Yue hadn't even been able to maintain the most basic frequency of his inner force and hold it in a fixed form, let alone change its shape at will.
Now, though, things were different.
As Fang Yue cultivated the Ice Condensation Mind Method, he had not only tempered his inner force, but also taken his mastery and understanding of it to a new level. His grasp of it was much clearer.
He had long since learned to do without the Condensing State Ring's guidance. He was no longer limited to the fixed form of a blade. As long as a form wasn't too complicated, he could control it.
For example, the cage of ice around Tai Yuema was a shape made by the Condensing State Ring.
And when he had cut off Tai Yuema's right hand earlier, the