Chapter 72 Slow motion with left hand and right hand
Shi Shaorong's staff hit the ground, and a terrifying blizzard brewed from behind her and headed towards Qiao Yu.
Crunch! Crunch! Crunch!
Frost condensed on Qiao Yu's body, and soon formed a huge ice coffin, freezing Qiao Yu's entire body inside.
A lifelike human-shaped ice sculpture stood on the stage.
"Wow! Goddess Shi Shaorong is so awesome! She defeated her opponent so easily!"
"There is no suspense in this duel anymore. Being sealed into an ice coffin by an ice mage is no different from death."
"We are both at the beginning level, but we managed to freeze our opponent without taking any damage. Shi Shaorong is worthy of the title of the Lady of Ice."
"That Qiao Yu doesn't seem to be very powerful! If I had known I wouldn't have surrendered just now, I would have regretted it!"
The expressions of the spectators varied, but they all had the same understanding, that is, Qiao Yu would definitely lose.
Shi Shaorong on the stage breathed a sigh of relief with some fear, and her high chest rose and fell slightly. It was obvious that the series of spells just cast had taken a heavy toll on her.
Fortunately, she finally led Qiao Yu into the trap step by step by controlling the battle situation.
Her teacher Shaorong is the final winner!
No one of the same level has ever been able to escape from her eternal ice wall.
After waiting for a while, Shi Shaorong found that the examiner still did not declare her victory, so she asked the examiner.
"Mr. Examiner, haven't I already won?"
"According to the rules, a loss will only be awarded when one party admits defeat or the blood volume drops to 1 point, but you see..."
The examiner pointed at Qiao Yu, who was frozen in ice, with a strange expression.
"He is still losing blood, which means that his blood volume has not bottomed out yet."
Shi Shaorong looked up and saw that the blood loss data was still displayed on Qiao Yu's head.
She waved her hand, and the ice that had frozen Qiao Yu's head began to melt slowly.
Qiao Yu's neck was completely frozen in the ice, making him shiver from the cold.
"Admit defeat, you have already lost." Shi Shaorong said coldly.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! No...don't admit it!"
Qiao Yu's gums were trembling with shivers, and she didn't say a complete sentence for a long time.
Shi Shaorong's handsome and thin eyebrows frowned slightly.
"What's the point of holding on? It's just increasing the torture. According to the blood loss rate of frostbite, your health should have bottomed out."
Qiao Yu trembled and glanced at his health: 3450/3610.
Well, it does seem like the bottom is coming soon.
He regrets it very much now. He was careless and was frozen by this girl.
Although the damage is not high, the cold is really cold!
It is true that the more beautiful a woman is, the more dangerous she is, Qiao Yu thought to herself.
"Boy, just admit defeat. There is no shame in losing at the hands of my goddess."
"That's right, what's the point of holding on? Look at you, you're frozen like that."
The people in the audience sneered at Qiao Yu's persistence. In their view, this was nothing more than hanging on for a while.
Can you still get some good fruits after being frozen by an ice mage?
"Strengthen?"
Qiao Yu's eyes lit up, and the words of the people in the audience suddenly gave him an idea to break the situation.
"I, Mr. Qiao, are going to see today whether my health bar is thicker or your blue bar is thicker."
He struggled hard, and cracks appeared in the ice coffin condensed by Shi Shaorong in an instant.
Shi Shaorong's expression changed. What kind of man was he in front of him?
How could someone still have the strength to struggle despite being frozen by her?
She hurriedly waved her staff to strengthen the ice coffin, and the cracks in the ice coffin were smoothed out as soon as they appeared.
Qiao Yu's struggle and Shi Shaorong's reinforcement formed a strange balance.
The conditions of both people were declining rapidly, but Qiao Yu's health was declining, while Shi Shaorong's mana was declining.
Qiao Yu is gambling, and he has no mana in the mana tank of gambler Shaorong.
Shi Shaorong gritted her teeth. She was already riding a tiger and it was hard to get off. She finally managed to freeze Qiao Yu. She was definitely not willing to let Qiao Yu out.
However, maintaining the ice coffin also consumed her mana. A wisp of cold sweat slowly trickled down her smooth forehead to her chin, where it condensed into ice.
"Qiao Yu!"
"what?"
"Why are you working so hard? Even if you admit defeat, with your current points, you can still be in the top ten." Shi Shaorong said.
"Huh? What are you talking about? Why don't you admit defeat?" Qiao Yu retorted.
"Because... I have a reason why I can't lose!" Shi Shaorong's delicate little face was full of determination.
"Really? Then there is a reason why I can't lose."
"What is it?"
"The second uncle's dog next door has given birth to her third child. I want to celebrate her with a nine-game winning streak."
Shi Shaorong: "..."
She stopped speaking, gritted her silver teeth, and used all her strength to condense the ice coffin.
As his mana bottomed out, Shi Shaorong's eyes became more and more desperate. From just now until now, the man opposite him had lost at least a thousand blood.
Why can he still hold on? Does this man named Qiao Yu have unlimited health?
She has never met such a strange opponent.
"Cousin, I'm out."
Qiao Yu shook it hard, and the ice coffin was instantly shattered into ice particles all over the ground.
Qiao Yu, whose whole body was red from the cold, swayed, rubbed his shoulders with his hands and walked out.
Shi Shaorong's lips turned white, her face was filled with deathly silence, and her mana had been exhausted.
At this time, she was as weak as a little lamb that was being slaughtered, and those who saw her couldn't help but want to put her in their arms and pamper her.
Naturally, Qiao Yu was no exception. He returned what he just said to Shi Shaorong intact.
"Admit defeat, you have already lost."
Shi Shaorong closed his eyes without saying a word and pursed his lips tightly.
"Hey, I really can't do anything about you."
Qiao Yu sighed helplessly, stretched out her hand and rubbed Shi Shaorong's hair lovingly, her tone was as warm as the big brother next door meeting his stubborn sister.
His move directly caused a bunch of girls below who like to do CP to exclaim.
"Wow! It's so sweet! Lock them up!"
"This is so sweet! The key is that one of them is handsome and the other is so beautiful. They are so matched!"
"The domineering young master and his stubborn and lovely wife, sisters, I would like to pay my respects first!"
"It's so sweet. I want to be the soul piercing master, Senior Sister Shaorong! I also want to experience classmate Qiao Yu's head-butt killing!"
Even Shi Shaorong herself went stiff instantly. She had never been so close to a boy since she was a child.
This sudden attack on her head made her heart beat faster.
The next second, Shi Shaorong's heart beat faster.
Because Qiao Yu directly pulled her hair and lifted her up in the air!
Qiao Yu grasped Shi Shaorong's long light blue hair, and his 286 points of strength attribute allowed him to easily swing Shi Shaorong's whole body into the air.
boom!
Shi Shaorong's body slid into a perfect semicircle in the air, creating a large human-shaped pit on the ring.
Then Qiao Yu changed her hand and swung back.
boom!
Another big hole.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Shi Shao's curvy body was like a human sandbag in Qiao Yu's hands, swung from side to side crazily.
The audience's eyes swayed from side to side following Qiao Yu's hand movements.
"Follow my left hand, right hand in slow motion, right hand and left hand in slow motion replay."
Shi Shaorong: "..."
"This song brings you happiness. Have you fallen in love with me?"