Ultimate Ice, Descend to the Frosted Heavens

"Crack—boom!"

The energy scales slammed into the ice wall, sending shattered ice crystals and Soul Power shockwaves scattering in every direction.

The ice wall cracked apart layer by layer, canceling most of the attack's force.

The remaining force struck Lu Chen's chest. He let out a muffled groan and was sent flying backward.

Hyorinmaru stabbed into the ground, carving a deep trench through the floor. Only then did Lu Chen barely steady himself, a streak of fresh blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The arena, which had been deathly silent moments ago, instantly erupted.

"Twin Martial Souls!"

"He actually has Twin Martial Souls!"

"An ice-element Instrument Martial Soul? What Martial Soul is that? It can even condense ice from the air!"

Every teacher at the referees' stand rose to their feet, their faces filled with shock.

No one had expected that this freshman, who had only enrolled a month ago and was famous for "fighting," would possess Twin Martial Souls.

And judging by the look of it, the quality of his Martial Souls was not low, either.

"Damn it. He made me worry for so long, and it turns out he has Twin Martial Souls too."

Seeing that Lu Chen had been hiding another Martial Soul, Wang Dong's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly in the stands.

But only slightly.

There was a difference of three major realms between a Spirit Zun and a Spirit Emperor. That gap was not something one Martial Soul could make up for.

"This guy... he really hid himself well."

"If it hadn't been Teacher Zhou today, his secret of having Twin Martial Souls might have stayed hidden for a long time."

On the other side, Beibei froze when he saw the blue longsword in Lu Chen's hand, then shook his head with a bitter smile.

From this day onward, the Outer Court Twins would likely have to make room for an Outer Court Great Demon King.

Dai Huabin's face had gone completely pale. His body swayed, and he nearly failed to remain standing.

The four words Twin Martial Souls were like a mountain crushing every fantasy he had of surpassing Lu Chen.

"Teacher Zhou, our battle has only just begun!"

Lu Chen slowly rose to his feet. Without even wiping the blood from his lips, he raised Hyorinmaru high and unleashed Reign over the Frosted Heavens.

A frigid wind began spreading outward from Lu Chen at the center.

Some of the weaker spectators nearby could not bear the chill emitted by Hyorinmaru and hurriedly retreated several steps.

Fine snowflakes began falling across the entire Spirit Duel Platform, and before long, a white layer of snow covered the arena.

At first, everyone assumed they were merely ordinary snowflakes.

But those students who tried to circulate their Soul Power to drive away the cold quickly noticed something strange.

"Damn, why has my Soul Power circulation slowed down?"

"Mine too. What's going on?"

"It's the snowflakes. There's something wrong with them!"

"Ultimate Ice. This Martial Soul definitely possesses the Ultimate Ice attribute!"

One of the teachers in the audience exclaimed in shock.

Every person seated there was at least a level-sixty Spirit Emperor.

Yet these snowflakes could affect even their Soul Power circulation.

Only a Martial Soul possessing Ultimate Ice could achieve that.

"Good. Very good!"

"Lu Chen, I never expected you to be hiding an Ultimate Ice Martial Soul as well."

"But the gap between us is not something one Martial Soul can bridge!"

The moment Zhou Yi finished speaking, a black Soul Ring faintly lit up.

"Fifth Soul Skill—Crimson Flame Dragon Breath!"

A phantom Red Dragon appeared behind Zhou Yi, then opened its mouth and blasted scorching dragon breath toward Lu Chen.

Wherever the dragon breath passed, the snow on the ground instantly evaporated, and even the stone slabs were seared black.

Lu Chen's gaze sharpened as Hyorinmaru traced an arc before him.

Vast cold air surged along the blade and condensed into a Frost Dragon. The frigid wind collided head-on with the dragon breath.

Ice fragments and sparks flew everywhere. Though the ice dragon shattered inch by inch beneath the dragon breath,

it also wore away more than half the attack's power.

Lu Chen used the momentum to retreat rapidly. The Golden Wings on his back beat fiercely, turning him into a streak of golden light as he circled behind Zhou Yi and swung Hyorinmaru at her.

"Your speed is getting faster and faster."

Zhou Yi snorted coldly. Without even turning her head, she swept her left arm backward.

But at that moment, Lu Chen activated Hyorinmaru's freezing talent. Frost suddenly appeared on Zhou Yi's right arm, causing her movement to pause.

Taking advantage of the opening, Lu Chen left a wound across Zhou Yi's waist.

Icy cold seeped into Zhou Yi's body through the wound.

Everyone who saw it was dumbfounded.

No one had expected a three-ring Spirit Zun facing a six-ring Spirit Emperor not only to last several minutes, but even to wound his opponent.

Feeling the pain from her waist, Zhou Yi put away her earlier contempt.

She was not facing an ordinary Spirit Zun.

She was facing a Spirit Zun with three Millennium Purple Soul Rings, an ultimate attribute, Twin Martial Souls, and combat strength comparable to a Spirit Ancestor!

Zhou Yi shattered the frost on her right arm, clenched her hand into a fist, and charged at Lu Chen.

Seeing this, Lu Chen hurriedly raised his blade to block.

"Clang!" Her arm collided with the blade, producing a metallic ring.

Lu Chen felt an enormous force strike him, sending him flying once more.

Before Lu Chen could stabilize himself, Zhou Yi swung her Dragon Claw and attacked again.

"Bang!" A dull impact rang out.

Lu Chen could only stab Hyorinmaru into the ground to barely steady himself.

"Three minutes left. This won't work. My Soul Power is draining too quickly."

Lu Chen panted heavily, his chest rising and falling unevenly.

Maintaining Reign over the Frosted Heavens already consumed a great deal of Soul Power. Combined with repeatedly using Hyorinmaru's Soul Skills and the power of the Golden Cloth, eighty percent of the Soul Power within his body had already been spent.

In contrast, aside from moving slightly slower than before, Zhou Yi's Soul Power remained as vast and powerful as ever. The foundation of six Soul Rings was like a bottomless ocean.

To reduce his Soul Power consumption, Lu Chen simply dismissed the Golden Cloth and kept only Hyorinmaru for battle.

"Class monitor..."

Watching Lu Chen fight so desperately, tears shimmered in Sun Lu's eyes.

It was all her fault. If not for her, Lu Chen would not have had to fight this desperately.

Xiao Xiao gripped Sun Lu's hand and stared nervously at the Spirit Duel Platform.

Three minutes remained.

As long as Lu Chen held on for another three minutes, this battle would be over.

On the Spirit Duel Platform, the battle continued.

Zhou Yi, who had begun full of confidence, was gradually growing solemn as well.

The snowflakes were having a stronger and stronger effect on her Soul Power circulation. Her movements had already slowed by several degrees.

Soul Rings lit up one after another, Soul Skills emerging in an endless stream. Dark-red Soul Power covered more than half the Spirit Duel Platform.

Lu Chen continuously conjured ice walls and Ice Spikes to restrain her.

But against a Spirit Emperor, he remained firmly at a disadvantage.

The blood at the corner of his mouth deepened, and even the hand gripping his sword began to tremble faintly.

"One minute left!"

The referee's voice pierced through the wind and snow, reaching everyone's ears clearly.

Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed. She knew she could not drag this out any longer.

Zhou Yi took a deep breath. The sixth black Soul Ring beneath her feet suddenly burst with blinding light, and a terrifying Soul Power storm instantly swept across the entire Spirit Duel Platform.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Demon Dragon Burning Heaven Break!"

A dark-red sphere of energy condensed in her palm. Its scorching heat evaporated every snowflake around it, and even the air seemed ready to ignite.

"Zhou Yi, are you insane?!"

Seeing Zhou Yi use her sixth Soul Skill against a mere three-ring Spirit Zun, an elderly teacher at the referees' stand slammed his hand onto the table and sprang up. His Soul Power instantly surged to its peak as he prepared to intervene.

But Zhou Yi had already finished charging her sixth Soul Skill. The dark-red energy sphere shot from her hand at an astonishing speed.

Wherever the sphere passed, the solid ice and accumulated snow on the Spirit Duel Platform melted instantly. The power of this strike was enough to severely injure at least a Spirit King.