The Shock Brought by Xu Mu

Xu Mu stood where he was, allowing the ice to freeze him completely.

Bai Qingyuan's move could cover the entire arena, leaving absolutely no room for escape. If he couldn't even handle this, there was no point in him continuing the fight.

He unleashed his Heaven-tier technique, the Heaven-Burning Sword Art, and dark red flames appeared around his body.

The flames melted the surrounding ice, and he simply walked out of his frozen prison step by step.

As someone at the peak of the Grandmaster realm with a physique approaching three thousand, aided by a Heaven-tier technique, if he couldn't resolve the ice casually thrown out by his opponent, he might as well give up.

The crowd in the stands exclaimed in surprise. They thought the match was already over, never expecting that this move wouldn't be able to hold him down.

"I almost forgot, your physique is even stronger than Shi Yao's. This move of mine really can't freeze you."

Bai Qingyuan looked at Xu Mu with a flat tone, as the Qi on her body continued to surge outward.

The iceberg in front of her suddenly turned into a pool of water, which formed a whirlpool and shot straight into the sky.

Finally, it crashed against the array barrier high above.

Faint blue light flickered around Bai Qingyuan's body, resembling a dress of glowing feathers.

She held up two fingers in front of her chest. "Three Thousand Rain Realm."

Swish, swish, swish...

The swirling water above turned into a massive downpour, plummeting toward the arena.

It completely covered the entire field; there was nowhere to hide.

Bang, bang, bang...

The raindrops hit the ground, making the earth tremble.

Xu Mu looked up. When these raindrops smashed into him, it felt like taking heavy blows.

Not only that, but after landing on his body, the raindrops quickly turned into ice spikes, piercing his skin.

The attack of a single raindrop was almost enough to injure a Grandmaster.

And there were countless such raindrops falling all around.

However, relying on his powerful physique and the Heaven-Burning Sword Qi enveloping him, Xu Mu could temporarily block these attacks.

But he had to unleash his Heaven-Burning Sword Qi with all his might.

In contrast, Bai Qingyuan seemed much more relaxed.

Xu Mu looked at Bai Qingyuan in the distance. Her expression remained as calm as still water.

When the raindrops touched her body, they flowed backward and flew back up into the sky.

Then, they turned into raindrops again and plummeted down.

Clearly, her move was a battle of attrition. With nowhere to hide, Xu Mu could only endure it.

Once his Qi was exhausted, his defeat would be certain.

"Just surrender. The water drops of the Three Thousand Rain Realm are endless. When your strength can no longer hold them off, in just an instant, your body will be pierced into a honeycomb by countless raindrops."

Bai Qingyuan's tone was cold, a trace of pity seemingly in her eyes.

As if to her, this wasn't a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

"Bai Qingyuan, I can tell that you look down on me, but let me tell you, I look down on you too."

Xu Mu looked at the aloof woman. "Because you are just an arrogant fool."

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

Bai Qingyuan frowned slightly. "I was just giving a kind reminder. If you end up heavily injured or dead, it has nothing to do with me."

Above the white clouds.

Ding Hong turned her gaze to Jiang Sheng. "You should be able to talk some sense into him, right? Tell Xu Mu to surrender early. Qingyuan isn't lying; the Three Thousand Rain Realm is an Earth-tier technique inherent to our Cold Immortal Sect. He'll be reduced to a bloody mess in an instant."

Jiang Sheng looked at Xu Mu in the arena and shook his head. "I believe this kid has his own plans."

Xu Mu prepared to first test out his God-tier technique: The Final Spark.

He certainly wouldn't unleash all his power at once. This time, he planned to release a quarter of his strength first.

Whoosh!

Xu Mu's state changed. The flames originally surrounding his body suddenly began to spew outward continuously.

Simply put, the Qi he previously erupted was like the flame of an ordinary lighter.

But his current Qi was like the raging flame of a windproof torch lighter.

His body was completely engulfed in blood-red flames, leaving only a human silhouette visible.

However, currently, only Xu Mu's form had changed; this state didn't cause a massive tremor yet.

Because he hadn't expended his power.

Xu Mu raised his palm, and a quarter of his Qi instantly erupted outward.

Normally, this would take him a long time.

Buzz!

His power expanded rapidly, then was abruptly compressed. It felt as if the flames had vanished the moment they erupted.

Above Xu Mu's raised palm floated a marble-sized red orb, burning with a tiny flame.

He was surprised inwardly, not expecting that a quarter of his power would be compressed into something so small.

Bai Qingyuan half-squinted her eyes. She didn't know what was going on, or why she felt a terrifying sense of destruction from that fingernail-sized flame.

Xu Mu lowered his hand, and the marble-sized fireball slowly fell to the ground.

Bai Qingyuan's eyes suddenly widened, because for some unknown reason, she had swapped places with Xu Mu.

She was now right in front of the small fireball.

She immediately raised her hand, and deep blue ice condensed over her body. "Ice Hell Garment..."

Boom!

In an instant.

Blood-red flames completely filled the entire array space.

Inside the array, only a fiery red could be seen.

The surrounding array runes all appeared, tottering and even changing shape.

"Impossible!"

Jiang Zhenqi stood up abruptly upon seeing this. This Level-9 array had been reinforced with several layers of defense.

It could withstand Realm-breaking level attacks. How could it be battered like this by the power of a mere Grandmaster?

The others shared the exact same expression of disbelief.

The blood-red flames slowly dissipated.

Bai Qingyuan slumped on the ground. Her transcendent beauty and aura had, at this moment, been brought crashing back down to earth.

Her tied hair was completely undone, her clothes were in tatters, and her body was covered in evaporated black bloodstains.

That beautiful face was also covered in dirt and ash.

Xu Mu climbed up from the ground. His own Qi couldn't hurt him, but the shockwave produced by such a terrifying explosion still left his head buzzing.

One of Bai Qingyuan's long, jade-white legs was exposed first.

She half-knelt on the ground, and just as she prepared to get up, she fell back down with a thud.

Shock!

With so many people in the stands, one could hear a pin drop.

"What's going on? What did I just see?"

Wang Fugui rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe it. Was that attack just now really something a Grandmaster could unleash?

Jiang Cisui also widened his eyes, staring fixedly at Xu Mu in the arena. He was a hidden expert?

Yun Yao also looked at Xu Mu, but he didn't show any other expression.

"Sir, this Xu Mu..."

A black-robed man beside Wang Hun spoke in a low voice.

"He's improving fast indeed. It seems my approach was right. We must kill him early. In a few more years, he will absolutely become a major threat to us," Wang Hun said in a deep voice.

"Old man, he's really fierce! Good thing I didn't fight him earlier," Wu Tian said, a ruthless look in his eyes upon seeing this.

"This move is too powerful, he must have paid quite a price. However, the terrain was also to his advantage. If it were a normal battle, Bai Qingyuan could have run far away and dodged most of the attack," Li Poshan's voice rang out.

...

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