After winning, Frost Heaven raised his head and gave a broad smile to Yang Yan floating in the air.
However, to the uninformed disciples, this was undoubtedly a blatant provocation.
In just a short moment, some even began looking forward to a fight between Frost Heaven and Saint Son Yang Yan.
Then, Frost Heaven walked over to the disciple he had just blasted off the challenge stage and said plainly, "On a real battlefield, you'd be dead by now."
The disciple, who had just experienced a swift defeat, was utterly dumbfounded, still not recovered from the result of his loss.
It wasn't until he saw Frost Heaven retrieve a slender longsword that he started to understand why his Spiritual Power Shield had shattered.
"Stop! What kind of Magical Treasure is that sword?" the person yelled from the ground, unwilling to accept the truth.
Frost Heaven glanced at him and said indifferently, "The sword's name is Cold Wind; it's just a sword I carry with me."
