"I see!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng found it somewhat amusing!
Anyone who wants to be the Ice King's disciple can be. He doesn't care at all.
Based on his understanding of the Spirit Race over the past few days, he had anticipated that some people might be dissatisfied, but he never expected that some hothead would actually come to his door to threaten him.
It seems that the Eldar have protected their next generation too well, making them somewhat naive and innocent, like flowers in a greenhouse, innocent, self-centered, and even developing an arrogant and conceited personality.
How could two greenhorns like them possibly have a say in the decisions made by someone like the Ice King?
How naive!
Thinking of this, Zhao Sheng said with a half-smile:
"I'm afraid you two have misunderstood. I, Zhao, have never intended to become the Ice King's apprentice. However, if I can persuade the Ice King to retract his decision, I would be grateful to you both. If you two gentlemen have nothing else to do, please leave. I have some important matters to attend to, so I will not keep you company any longer." Zhao Sheng smiled slightly and was about to walk straight past the two men.
Upon hearing this, Wang Fuyu and Wang Fuchong's faces immediately turned ashen.
"Stop! You haven't finished speaking, and you still want to leave! Don't expect to use the name of the Ice King to intimidate us. The Spirit Clan has always spoken with strength. As long as we cripple you, I don't believe the Ice King will still insist on taking you as his disciple!" Wang Fuyu, clad in white robes radiating starlight, sneered and moved to block Zhao Sheng's path once more.
Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, just as he was about to say something more.
Wang Fuyu suddenly roared, "Hey! How dare you stab someone in the back!"
The sound was deafening, yet it contained a hidden sonic technique—an invisible killing sound.
In an instant, Wang Foyu's robe billowed, and his figure soared into the sky. With a single hand gesture, starlight spread from his forehead, transforming into a six-pointed ice flower. The icy light emanating from his body immediately intensified, and a chilling aura spread out, causing gusts of icy wind to rise from the surrounding void.
With a deafening roar, waves of extreme cold gathered, instantly condensing into a massive, howling icy storm as thick as two people could hug. The ice and snow swirled rapidly in the wind, each flake as sharp and cold as a knife. The icy storm enveloped Wang Fuyu's figure, while at the same time, a terrifying aura descended from the sky, pressing down fiercely on Zhao Sheng.
"You've got some skill, no wonder you're so arrogant." Zhao Sheng raised his head, narrowed his eyes, and nodded secretly. He stood still, seemingly unmoved by the astonishing spiritual pressure emanating from Wang Fuyu.
Seeing this in mid-air, Wang Fuyu was furious. He suddenly shouted and raised his hands upwards.
Extremely cold spiritual energy continuously surged from the surrounding crystal walls, merging into the icy storm. The storm swelled wildly, not only completely filling the entire corridor but also expanding outwards. Within the storm, an ice dragon condensed, its scales composed of thousands of ice blades, radiating a piercing and dazzling sharpness. Each blade was no less powerful than a first-grade high-level spell.
A thunderous roar!
The icy storm suddenly paused, and the ice dragon burst forth from it.
Seeing this, the dark-skinned and thin Wang Fochong retreated several dozen feet away, his gaze towards Zhao Sheng filled with murderous intent.
He knew very well that Wang Fuyu's secret technique was different from ordinary Foundation Establishment techniques. The ice dragon was evolved from the icy light originating from beneath the ten-thousand-foot ice mountain, and its power was boundless. Ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators could not even last a moment.
In the blink of an eye, the giant ice dragon opened its mouth wide and spewed out countless ice blades, which swept towards Zhao Sheng in an overwhelming manner.
Before the ice blade storm even reached Zhao Sheng, an extremely cold aura had already invisibly invaded his body, attempting to solidify and freeze all the meridians in his body.
Zhao Sheng's expression remained unchanged. This Ice Dragon Secret Technique was extremely powerful, and its frigid ice blades were also very difficult to deal with. However, it had one major weakness.
Zhao Sheng raised one hand, and a series of black streams of light flew out from his sleeve. The light dispersed in all directions, and the palm-sized shield expanded wildly to a diameter of three feet. The six spirit shields suddenly formed a huge spherical shield.
Bang bang bang!
The countless ice blades struck the black armor shield, shattering with a series of bangs and turning into streams of extremely cold air.
In the blink of an eye, a layer of white frost quickly spread across the surface of the spirit shield, and its thickness increased rapidly at a visible speed.
The extreme cold was truly formidable. In less than two breaths, it became increasingly difficult for Zhao Sheng to control his spiritual shield, and the sluggishness in the flow of his divine sense and spiritual power became more and more pronounced.
Seeing this, Wang Fuyu smiled smugly, his hands forming hand seals, and extremely cold spiritual power surged out. The ice dragon spewed out a storm of ice blades, threatening to swallow the opponent whole.
Just then, a flash of divine light appeared in Zhao Sheng's eyes, and a dazzling yet invisible sword light appeared in his pupils.
On the ethereal spiritual level, a chilling sword intent suddenly condensed.
The next instant, a sword's cry echoed through the void.
An invisible sword light flashed in his eyes and disappeared in an instant. Following some kind of spiritual connection, the God-Slaying Sword struck a completely unsuspecting soul in a flash.
"cut!"
Amidst the cold shout, Wang Fuyu felt a chill in his heart as his soul was struck by the intent of the God-Slaying Sword. His mind went blank for a moment, and an unimaginable pain surged from his dantian.
Ahh!
Wang Fuyu suddenly screamed and fell to the ground from the air. He covered his head with his hands, curled up, and rolled wildly on the ground while screaming shrilly, like a wild beast struggling in its death throes.
Just then, a muffled thud was heard!
Countless cracks appeared on the surface of the ice dragon, which then burst open in large swathes of cold air. Countless ice blades flew wildly together, shattering into a sky full of spiritual energy that was absorbed by the surrounding crystal walls.
From the moment Wang Fuyu was certain of victory to the moment the Ice Dragon collapsed, it was only a matter of a breath.
Seeing his cousin screaming in agony, Wang Fochong was dumbfounded and could hardly believe his eyes.
"That's impossible!"
Wang Fochong shouted in disbelief, his muscles instantly swelled, his body more than doubling in size, and a black, spiky scale armor appeared on his body. The aura he exuded also became incredibly violent.
Before he finished speaking, a flash of black energy appeared around him, and a huge, mountain-like, hedgehog-like phantom appeared behind him.
"Go to hell!"
Wang Fochong's eyes were bloodshot, and his face was filled with an extremely brutal and ferocious expression. He stomped his feet on the ground and his body flew towards Zhao Sheng like an unstoppable bull.
"Body cultivation?!"
A strange light flashed in Zhao Sheng's eyes. With a flick of his hand, the Five Elements Talisman Plate, which he hadn't used in a long time, fell into his hand.
With a thought, all nine second-tier water and thunder talismans on the first layer of the Five Elements Talisman Plate ignited simultaneously.
In an instant, thunder and lightning roared through the corridor.
Endless, dazzling lightning erupted, like a sea of lightning, filling the entire corridor.
snort!
With a muffled groan, Wang Fochong flashed out of the sea of lightning, his whole body crackling with electricity, and the surface of his thorny armor was constantly flashing with lightning.
"You reacted quite quickly!" Zhao Sheng lifted the Five Elements Talisman Plate, and the six mayfly shields in front of him reformed into a black shield about a foot in size, which floated in front of his chest, emitting a faint black light, with golden runes appearing on its surface from time to time.
Wang Fochong retreated a considerable distance, channeling his spiritual power to extinguish the remaining electric sparks on his body.
His eyes turned cold, filled with murderous intent. Suddenly, he roared, and his burly body suddenly grew three or four times larger. More and longer sharp black spikes suddenly sprouted from his spiky armor, the dense spikes flashing with a cold light. From a distance, he looked more like a humanoid steel hedgehog.
This person is indeed a rare body cultivator.
Wang Fochong rallied his forces and, without a word, unleashed a blurry, foot-long, spike-like fist of light with one arm, striking towards Zhao Sheng from afar.
Zhao Sheng's expression remained unchanged. His golden flying sword flew out from his waist like lightning, charging towards the incoming long, piercing fist light.