"Ah! Get out of the way!" Ouyang Ya screamed, her face deathly pale. In her moment of anger, she had unleashed the full might of Chain Lightning, draining all her magic power at once. Now even she could no longer control the lightning bolt. Only when she saw it about to strike Xue Bo did regret set in. She had never intended to kill him!
"I'm done for!" Xue Bo turned white with fright. Although he had several Dharma Artifacts that could withstand the lightning's power, how could he possibly use them in time?
"Ah... Ice Shield Technique!" A gentle, melodious voice sounded in the air. It was not loud, yet everyone present heard it perfectly clearly.
Crack-crack-crack-crack-crack!!! Amid a chaotic burst of crackling, a massive wall of ice appeared before Xue Bo in an instant.
The ice wall had barely finished forming when the enormous bolt of lightning shot into it with a thunderous boom. Lightning and shards of ice scattered in every direction, and clouds of white vapor rose. It took quite a while for the turmoil to subside. At last, the lightning had been stopped. The ground before the ice wall was a wreck, but a huge slab of ice still stood in front of Xue Bo, who had fallen onto his backside, his face ashen. It seemed his little life had been saved.
"Whew!" Seeing this, Ouyang Ya let out a soft breath, her body going limp as she sank to the ground. Vastly relieved, she could not help feeling a shiver of belated fear. Although the sect turned a blind eye to private duels between disciples, if anyone truly ended up injured or dead, an investigation would follow. At best, the culprit would be expelled from their master's tutelage; at worst, their cultivation would be