After all, Lan Yu's arrogance was probably inherited from Taishu Qin.
The words of Palace Master Qingluo were not an exaggeration in the first place, but in Taishu Qin's view, they undoubtedly surpassed Qin Yi. Even if a young man has outstanding talent, how much fame can he make in a secular academy?
"Master Qingluo Palace, you have hyped this kid up to a high level, but can't you see that Lan Yu has completely controlled the situation? Will the genius that your Qingluo Academy is proud of, be turned into an ice sculpture soon?"
Taishu Qin sneered.
Palace Master Qingluo still shook his head: "No one can be happy too early until the end."
In the ring, Lan Yu obviously couldn't hear the words of Palace Master Qingluo, but at this moment, he felt extremely happy. Seeing his hated opponent helpless to resist under his magical power, Lan Yu felt very relieved.
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Before, he thought that he might not be able to win by using his trump card. But now, he no longer has this idea.
After the previous two attacks were resolved by Qin Yi, he realized that this annoying opponent was indeed not as easy to deal with as he thought.
Although he hates Qin Yi, deep down he also admits that this is a tough and difficult opponent, comparable to the fellow students he met in the University Palace.
However, people from small secular countries are ultimately geniuses in small places. No matter how talented they are, they still have their limits.
In fact, Lan Yu was also very happy.
He knew that if Qin Yi was born in the University Palace and had been training him according to the University Palace's standards for cultivating geniuses, he might not be able to do anything to him.
After all, it is a small place like Qingluo Kingdom with insufficient foundation, which makes Qin Yi's genius seem to have insufficient stamina!
At this moment, Lan Yu's mind was already dominated by his emotions. Since he had restrained Qin Yi, it was naturally impossible for him to consider showing mercy.
He doesn't want to leave any trouble for himself. Since an opponent like Qin Yi has been offended, he cannot be allowed to stand up!
"Boy Qin Yi, don't blame your Mr. Lan for being cruel and ruthless. Who makes you so blind! Offend the genius of my University Palace and offend the majesty of my University Palace. You are asking for your own death!"
Lan Yu had already pronounced Qin Yi's death sentence in his heart.
However, what made Lan Yu slightly irritated was that although the Eye of Xuanming had indeed trapped Qin Yi, Lan Yu could clearly feel that Qin Yi's vitality was not cut off. He even felt that Qin Yi's vitality was not cut off.
Yi's vitality is still strong and there are no signs of a decline in boarding.
This made Lan Yu very angry. Is this kid really an invincible Xiaoqiang?
Ordinary monks, trapped by the Eye of Xuanming, especially after entering the body, will never be able to survive for a quarter of an hour. But now, time continues to pass, and the quarter of an hour has obviously passed.
Not only was this kid not dead, he didn't even show signs of a rapid loss of life.
This tenacious vitality indeed made Lan Yu feel inexplicably anxious.
"This kid is really weird. If the stalemate continues like this, even if you win against him, your face will be disgraced. While he is trapped by the Eye of Xuanming, why don't I take the initiative to attack and kill him with my own hands?"
Lan Yu's evil was born on the side of courage.
After entering the ring, Lan Yu's murderous intention towards Qin Yi never wavered. But at this moment, after noticing Qin Yi's various weirdness, Lan Yu strengthened his murderous intention.
Because he had a hunch that once a genius like Qin Yi let him out of trouble, he would definitely become a trouble in the future.
In a flash, Lan Yu already had an idea in his mind.
Grabbing it in the air with one hand, a faint blue dagger appeared in Lan Yu's hand.
"Boy, since you don't give up, Mr. Lan will personally give you a ride!" Lan Yu laughed ferociously, turned into a ball of wind, and suddenly slashed at Qin Yi.
Just when Lan Yu's figure landed in front of Qin Yi, a strange scene happened.
Qin Yi, who had been frozen in place, suddenly opened his eyelids covered with a thick layer of frost, emitting an astonishing light.
In these eyes, there seemed to be two blazing flames, as if they were about to ignite the void instantly.
Lan Yu didn't think much and snorted: "Go to hell!"
With a wave of his arm, the dagger was already slashing towards Qin Yi's neck.
Keng!
There was a crisp collision sound, but Lan Yu's dagger did not fall on Qin Yi's neck. At the other end of the dagger, there was another sword.
Click, click, click!
The thick ice around Qin Yi quickly left, and countless ice edges fell to the ground. But Qin Yi didn't know when he had a sword in his hand.
The sword was not unsheathed, but its sharp edge made Lan Yu gasp.
That sword also exuded a strong chill, which in turn suppressed Lan Yu's cold air, causing the dagger in Lan Yu's hand to be covered with a light layer of white frost.
The next moment, the dagger in Lan Yu's hand started to spread with tiny cracks.
Snapped!
The dagger exploded and shattered all over the ground.
Lan Yu held the hilt of the sword in his hand and was dumbfounded. He stumbled backwards instinctively, trying to avoid Qin Yi's next attack.
However, Qin Yi did not continue to attack, but looked at him calmly, with some vague mockery on his lips.
The twinkling meaning in his eyes was full of contempt and disdain. That kind of look was not unfamiliar to Lan Yu at all. Because Lan Yu always looked at secular monks with this look.
At this moment, Qin Yi's eyes were as familiar to Lan Yu as looking into a mirror.
"You...how did you..." Lan Yu's face was ashen, obviously unable to accept this huge change. Although his sword is not a particularly amazing magic weapon, it is also one of his personal weapons. It can also be regarded as a level.
A pretty good weapon.
It was actually frozen directly by the opponent's cold air, shattering the spiritual structure inside the weapon and instantly shattering.
The cold and freezing air that I was so proud of was actually suppressed by the opponent!
This made Lan Yu feel like the world was spinning, and he felt that the outlook on life he had believed in all his life had completely collapsed at this moment.
The cold energy that I had cultivated for twenty or thirty years, coupled with the Eye of Xuanming, could not trap this young man from the secular school?
The most frightening thing is that this young man's temperament is obviously full of fire attributes, and the raging momentum that is ready to come out has begun to form a perfect counterattack.
So, how did the other party create the freezing air?
Could it be that this kid, with one person's strength, actually combined the two attributes of ice and fire? How is this possible? These are two attributes that are completely incompatible with each other.
Unless he is an alien with special talents, or a top-notch expert with a transcendent realm, who can control these two completely different attributes at the same time?
At this moment, Lan Yu's face no longer had the arrogance and arrogance it had before. It was replaced by surprise, confusion, and even fear.
He knows that once the Eye of Xuanming cannot trap the opponent, all the cards he can play have been played! (To be continued.)