Ultimate Ice Crushes the Field; Dai Huabin Invited to the Sea God Pavilion
The form of the Extreme Ice Hell White Tiger dispersed, and Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu stood on the field again.
Dai Yueheng withdrew his Martial Soul, Xixi slumped to the ground panting, and Ling Luochen's hand trembled slightly as he gripped the Ice Crystal Staff.
The ice on Ma Xiaotao and Gongyang Mo only began to melt slowly after Snow Empress withdrew her domain.
Gongyang Mo sneezed loudly.
"I'm freezing!" Gongyang Mo shivered as he hugged himself.
Ma Xiaotao broke free from the ice, shivering all over. The flames of the Evil Fire Phoenix finally reignited, driving away the chill from her body.
She glanced in the direction of the Snow Empress.
Snow Empress stood on the sidelines, her white dress completely dry.
Ma Xiaotao took a deep breath, filled with helplessness. If you can't beat them, you can't beat them; there's nothing more to say.
Xuan Zi jumped down from the viewing platform. When he landed, his long robe was lifted by the wind, revealing his tattered cloth shoes underneath.
"And the grades?" he asked Du Weilun.
Du Weilun flipped through the records:
All seven members of the Main Team were either subdued or knocked down.
The Reserve Team suffered zero casualties, Wang Dong'er's Soul Power was greatly depleted, and the rest of the team was in good condition. The entire match lasted four minutes and twenty-seven seconds.
4 minutes and 27 seconds.
The Reserve Team completely overwhelmed the Main Team.
The field was silent for several seconds.
Xuan Zi paced back and forth a couple of times, then suddenly spoke.
"Since that's the case..." His voice was languid, but everyone present pricked up their ears.
"I would like to change the original arrangements."
Dai Huabin narrowed his eyes slightly.
Xuan Zi pointed to Ma Xiaotao's side, then pointed to Dai Huabin's side.
"How about we switch the positions of the Main Team and the Reserve Team?"
Ma Xiaotao was slightly taken aback when she heard Xuan Zi's words. She opened her mouth, but did not say anything.
If you can't beat them, you can't beat them.
Dai Yueheng stood in the middle of the field, his right fist clenched and then relaxed.
Blood was still flowing from his tiger's mouth. The amplification brought by the White Tiger Demon God Transformation quickly faded after the battle, replaced by soreness all over his body and a faint sense of resentment.
To be honest, being defeated by your own brother's Martial Soul Fusion Skill is not a pleasant feeling.
But he did not voice any objection.
Gongyang Mo huddled next to Xixi, sneezing. His nose was red from the cold, and he had no time to discuss who should be the main player.
Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan were still sitting on the ground.
After being knocked down by Wang Dong'er's Butterfly Goddess Slash, the two of them didn't get up. It wasn't that they couldn't stand up, but that they didn't really want to.
A level 50+ Soul King being defeated by a level 35 Light Goddess Butterfly —if word got out, it would be a huge loss of face.
Yao Haoxuan secretly glanced in Wang Dong'er's direction.
The girl with long, light blue hair was flexing her wrists, her Soul Power was quite depleted, but a stubborn look still lingered on her face.
Yao Haoxuan silently looked away. He made up his mind to keep the matter of today's competition to himself and say he didn't remember it no matter who asked.
Ling Luochen stood in the corner, holding the Ice Crystal Staff.
She barely made a move from beginning to end because her ice-type Soul Skill were completely ineffective within Xue Qingyao's domain.
Ordinary ice is nothing compared to the Ultimate Ice.
She had only heard about this fact before, but she witnessed it with her own eyes today. Ling Luochen bit her lower lip, unable to describe how she felt.
Jealousy? Resentment?
Or something else?
It's quite complicated anyway.
No one from the Main Team said a word.
The Reserve Team was also quiet.
Xiao Xiao didn't speak.
She knew that she was able to defeat Chen Zifeng and Yao Haoxuan, and a large part of the credit went to Sister Xue'er's domain suppression.
The opponent's strength has been reduced by at least 40%, while our side has Ning Tian's boost.
Wang Dong'er crossed her arms and didn't say anything.
She may be stubborn, but she's not stupid.
The reason why the Butterfly Goddess Slash was able to penetrate Chen Zifeng's Fifth Soul Skill was, besides Ning Tian's triple amplification, the biggest factor was that the opponent's Soul Power circulation was not smooth after being affected by the domain.
In a normal environment, a level 57 Soul King could easily send her flying with a single sword strike.
Only the "Butterfly Goddess Moon Blade" she unleashed after Ring Fusion could defeat the Soul King head-on. However, the "Butterfly Goddess Moon Blade" consumed a great deal of energy, and Dai Huabin did not allow Wang Dong'er to use it frequently.
Cui Yajie remained quiet, her long pink hair swaying slightly in the cold wind.
She was one of the most clear-headed people on the field, reviewing the entire battle from beginning to end, and her conclusion was clear: without Sister Xue'er, this battle simply couldn't have been won.
However, a win is a win.
In the midst of the silence, Dai Huabin spoke.
"Xuan Zi, there's no need for that."
Dai Huabin's tone was very calm.
"The biggest reason we were able to win was Xue'er's domain suppression. Throughout the match, the strength of the Main Team was limited by at least 40% by her Ultimate Ice, which gave us the space to crush them."
He paused for a moment, then added.
"Besides, Xue'er doesn't like these kinds of matches. She doesn't usually play."
This sentence contains a lot of information.
Xuan Zi narrowed his cloudy old eyes and shook the wine gourd in his hand twice.
Dai Huabin spoke politely, but his meaning was clear: Xue Qingyao was his person, not a tool of the academy. He wanted her to be a suppressor in every match? He was dreaming.
Mu En spoke with him.
This white-haired woman in a white dress is no ordinary person, and the origins of the Ultimate Ice cannot be investigated further. Since the old man promised Mu En a student status, he won't take advantage of her kindness.
"Um."
Xuan Zi responded and didn't dwell on the topic any further.
Ma Xiaotao turned her head slightly and glanced at Dai Huabin.
She could tell.
Dai Huabin's words just now weren't modesty; they were a line drawn. He was telling Xuan Zi that Xue Qingyao was a variable, not a constant. In future matches, Xue Qingyao shouldn't be used as a reliable fighting force in team formations.
This kid is young, but he's quite cunning.
Xuan Zi took another swig of wine and wiped his mouth.
"Alright, I won't make things difficult for your young friend," the old man said lazily. "However, the troop composition still needs to be adjusted."
He reached out and tapped twice.
"Reserve Team captain: Dai Huabin. Main Team captain: Ma Xiaotao. That's settled."
Ma Xiaotao, Dai Yueheng, and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
If the main players are really going to be swapped, then it would be incredibly embarrassing.
Xixi collapsed to the ground and patted her chest.
"That scared me to death, I thought I was going to be demoted," he muttered softly.
Gongyang Mo blew his nose and rubbed his hands to warm them.
"Just think of me. I was frozen into an ice pop in one hit when I was at level 59. I should be the one worried about being demoted."
Xixi rolled her eyes:
"Same here. You were at least frozen by Xue Qingyao, while I was almost swatted away by that Extreme Ice Hell White Tiger's tail."
After listening, Gongyang Mo actually nodded in sympathy.
Xuan Zi ignored their whispered conversation.
"Alright."
The old man clapped his hands, and dust drifted down from his sleeves.
"You two teams should take advantage of this morning to get to know each other. After all, during the competition, the main team and the Reserve Team need to switch on the field at any time, so you can't be unfamiliar with each other's Soul Skill."
After Xuan Zi finished speaking, he looked at Dai Huabin and Ma Xiaotao.
"Dai Huabin, come to the Sea God Pavilion at 2 PM."
"Xiaotao, bring him here."