Lou Qianxue and Ye Zhuixun swiftly got up the stage.
“Qianxue, you can do it!” Lou Xiaoxiao shouted from below. Lou Qianxue glanced at her, smiled, and then looked away.
“Sister Qianxue,” Ye Zhuixun solemnly said. “Although I respect you and treat you as my master in alchemy, I’ll not hold back. I have to win this competition.”
Lou Qianxue nodded. “This is exactly what I want to tell you too.”
Ye Zhuixun’s expression became even more solemn. “Then you’ll have to be careful. I’m going to act. Wild Lion Roar!”
Ye Zhuixun’s footsteps went ‘thud thud thud’ as he moved forward. As he neared Lou Qianxue, he suddenly soared into the air. Then, with clenched fists, he smashed toward Lou Qianxue’s head.
A dazzling white light appeared in his fists.
“Storm Fist Intent! Ye Zhuixun is using the Storm Fist Intent again!” The crowd almost forgot to breathe in excitement.
“Good timing! Try my Lightning Fist Intent!” Lou Qianxue’s eyes became full of fighting spirit. She kicked off the ground and shot into the air like a cannonball.
Both of their fists collided into the air.
Lou Qianxue had merged the concept of lightning with Mountain Splitting Fist, so the power of lightning was incorporated into her Lightning Fist Intent.
Screech!
Crackle!
The tiny light covered by Lou Qianxue’s Mountain Splitting Fist could be seen with the naked eye. Her swift movement intimidated others.
Boom!
The surrounding space shook and distorted due to the impact of the collision.
After the two of them slightly paused, they went back to their original positions again.
The audience became baffled. They felt that Lou Qianxue’s Mountain Splitting Fist was strange, but they could not tell what was so strange about it.
Lou Qianxue lowered her head and glanced at her fists that had traces of blood. Her lips curled up as she said, “It looks like you’re more familiar with the Storm Fist Intent.”
However, Ye Zhuixun looked fearful. He knew that Lou Qianxue had not given her all since she had yet to draw her sword. Even in that case, they were evenly matched.
A drop of sweat rolled down his forehead.
“Wild Lion Roar!” He used his fists for greater power this time.
Whoosh!
Lou Qianxue took out her Frost Sword.
“Mystic Frost Spirit Mirror!”
A frost with Lou Qianxue as the center instantly spread in the surroundings. Within a short moment, a shimmering and transparent layer of ice floated around Lou Qianxue.
“What is this sword technique? It’s so beautiful!”
“Such a heavy aura of coldness. Spirit Item! Lou Qianxue is holding a Spirit Item in her hand!!!”
The Prefectural Governor frowned, and Lou Xingchen also looked shocked. “What kind of martial arts is this? Why didn’t that b*tch teach me this before?”
While the crowd was still in shock—
Boom!
The fists that were even heavier than before ruthlessly smashed at the thin ice crystals.
“Oh gosh!”
Lou Xiaoxiao could not even bear to watch any further. “My Qianxue is going to be disfigured!”
“Doesn’t Ye Zhuixun have any tender, protective feelings for the fairer sex?”
“What’s the use of such thin ice crystals?”
The crowd nervously looked at Lou Qianxue and became worried about her. “Why isn’t she dodging?”
“Huh! Something doesn’t seem right about Ye Zhuixun?”
The crowd turned to look at Ye Zhuixun, and saw him using his fists to block the ice crystals. As the ice crystals started to shatter, he vomited blood and flew backward.
“Wild Lion Roar!” Ye Zhuixun smashed the ground with his fist and stabilized his body as he slowly landed.
“Why?” His face was pale, and his eyes were dim as he questioned. Traces of blood flowed down from the corners of his lips. “Why did I get injured even though you didn’t act?”
Instead of answering, Lou Qianxue stared at his palms. “Just now… Those fists, you had used two different types of fist intent?”
Ye Zhuixun became even more shocked. “How did you know?”
Lou Qianxue’s eyes lit up. This Ye Zhuixun is a martial arts wizard. He understood two different concepts! “How did you do it?”