Qin Zong's speed increased in an instant, as fast as lightning, which was comparable to that of an S-level warrior.

At the same time, the cold aura in Qin Zong's blood-stained palm rose up, as if an ancient giant beast had revealed its original form, choosing people to devour.

This change came too quickly and too unexpectedly.

Knowing that the other party couldn't beat him, Xuan Ming was also shocked and covered with cold hair.

The scalp is blowing up.

The enemy is approaching.

His attacks are powerful, but they take time to condense.

What's more, his melee combat is no match for this tough man.

Even if his flesh had been tempered by medicine, it was definitely stronger than Qin Zong's.

But who knows, Qin Zong will be able to break his defenses?

In an instant, several thoughts flashed through Xuan Ming's mind.

He immediately made a decision and moved his body to the side.

He didn't see the trace of calculation that swept through Qin Zong's eyes.

At the moment when he turned sideways, the wall behind him seemed to come to life, and in the blink of an eye, ice crystals condensed, freezing his whole body.

Xuan Ming is an S-class warrior in the end, and A-level energy can't restrain his actions.

That ice crystal, even if Qin Zong spent half a day condensing it, it only froze him for a second.

But this second, it is enough.

"Whoa."

The ice crystals shattered, slid down Xuan Ming's body, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces of ice.

Xuan Ming only felt a chill in his neck, and met Qin Zong's ruthless eyes.

"You've lost."

The ice blade formed by the condensation of cold qi was held in Qin Zong's hand, and the tip of the ice was against Xuan Ming's skin.

The eyes are facing each other.

Qin Zong's eyes were cold and bottomless.

It's like a robot, without the slightest emotion.

He held the icy hand, still bleeding uncontrollably.

The right arm hung limply at his side, and the flesh of his right hand turned outward, and the bright red blood flowed down the arm to the ground, gradually forming a stream.

It was the result of him crushing the two rays of light.

The stream of blood under his feet is red and cold.

Not only that, but Qin Zong's face was even more defeated.

He was covered in a body and wrote only two words.

Tragic.

Full of tragedy.

Even so, the ice dagger against Xuan Ming's neck was still as steady as Mount Tai.

It's as if I can't feel the pain in my body.

In those eyes, there was calm and scary.

Xuan Ming's eyes swept over Qin Zong's frighteningly white face.

Even so, Qin Zong gave people the feeling that he was only cold.

Tough.

There is not the slightest weakness.

The slightest flinch.

Xuan Ming suddenly screamed, depressed and sad.

"Well, you win."

He's really amazing.

But it didn't stand up to Qin Zong's calculations.

As early as in the levels of the Yanjia robots, Qin Zong was arranging.

Suppress speed, suppress energy.

The moment he saw Xuan Ming, he was calculating.

The first tricks were Xuan Ming testing his strength.

What's more, it's not Qin Zong who is testing Xuan Ming's ability.

In this battle, he fought with one arm and won over Xuanming.

Even so, it was a tragic victory.

Originally, he had at least five seconds in his calculations.

At the end, he condensed the cold and ice qi for half a day, and the ice crystals hidden in Xuan Ming's side only froze this person for a second.

Win, one more point, in luck.

Xuan Ming rarely fights, but he also has brains.

He thought back to the whole process just now.

From the moment Qin Zong's speed skyrocketed, he actually condensed protection in front of him, but he didn't expect that the cold air would come from behind him.

Directly froze him for a second.

Qin Zong even calculated that he would retreat and avoid it.

Really, really scheming.

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