Instant Kill

Yet even burdened by the backlash from her ultimate move, Betasha, floating amid the wind and snow, could not help but curl her bloodied lips upward.

(Hahahaha.)

(This way, neither you nor those lotuses of yours will escape the palm of my hand.)

(This blizzard, condensed from all my strength, is the ultimate fusion of two great natural disasters: an avalanche and a tornado.)

(Endless sharp ice crystals will whirl and slice madly through this mighty storm.)

(Other than the narrow eye of the storm where I stand, anything swallowed by this blizzard—be it people, swords, mountains and rivers, heaven and earth, or every living thing beneath the sky—will be torn to pieces. All things in this world will meet utter destruction!)

(And this is Betasha's true limit----!)

At that thought, Betasha threw back her head and laughed wildly, baring a mouthful of bloody teeth.

By now, this woman had completely forgotten the fundamental purpose of this battle. The thought of "bringing Oko alive to Fente" had been utterly cast aside.

At this moment, only one thought remained in Betasha's heart: win.

She wanted to overcome the inferiority buried in her heart!

She wanted to kill this genius before her, blessed with countless talents!

She wanted to prove to Fente that she was the first child who truly deserved his highest favor!

(Momo, I won------!)

Within the howling winds and blinding snow, Betasha laughed in wild ecstasy, her face twisting like that of a beast, devoid of even a trace of poise or calm.

(I'm the true genius, ahhhhhhh------------!)

However, in the very next second of Betasha's delirious joy, a faint tremor suddenly ran through the sole of her foot.

Whoosh.

Betasha froze. Her smile stiffened as she abruptly looked down, only to see a scarlet lotus no bigger than