Meanwhile, in the fighting ring, Faxon was giving Fade a contemptuous smirk. A chilling aura, along with his terrifying and imposing energy, surrounded him. "This is the improvised version of my family's secret technique, the Thousand-miles Freezing Skill. Originally, this unique skill could only be performed by Heaven Level martial artists, but now, I can perform it too."
"You still have a final chance. Any last words?" Faxon said smugly.
Fade flicked his gaze between the arrogant Faxon and the frozen lake, then shook his head. "Thousand- miles Freezing Skill? You're only utilizing ice-class positive energy to freeze the surface of the water. It's a mere child's trick."
He shook his head and continued, "The real Thousand- miles Freezing Skill is able to summon a snowstorm with a thought. You are still far from that."
Faxon pulled a long face and spat, "You arrogant b*stard, I see you haven't lost your silver tongue. Then, I'll let you have a taste of what my Thousand-miles Freezing Skill is capable of."
He waved his right hand as he spoke, and a one-meter-long icicle emerged from the frozen surface of the lake. Sunlight bounced back as it hit the crystal clear icicle, and colorful spotlights projected from its surface.
"Go!" Faxon roared, and the icicle whizzed out like a sharp sword, darting toward Fade's chest.
The attack nearing, Fade stood where he was and blew a gust of air out of his mouth. The breath turned into a sword and hit the icicles directly. The icicles instantly smashed and exploded into ice powder, then sprinkled down from the sky.
"Humph!" Faxon glared at him icily and lifted his left hand.
Immediately, another ice- sword shaped icicle sprang out from the lake and attacked.
This time, Faxon didn't stop his movements, and his right hand also moved simultaneously. Crystal clear ice swords gleamed as they shot out from the lake and drew arcs across the sky. They landed behind Faxon and arranged themselves densely into a row, forming a dreamlike and colorful sword formation.
"Out!"
As he swept his hand and gave the order, hundreds of ice swords behind him roared past him in an instant, forming a sword rain that directly aimed towards Fade.
The ice swords advanced rapidly with close formation, sending chills that slithered through one's spine as if they were going to pierce through and freeze everything in front of them.
Many martial artists sucked in a deep breath as they watched on the shore. Even from afar, the sight of the sword formation was already enough to make their hairs stand on end.
Even the other participants from the top 8 were dumbstruck, sighing and lamenting.
"Faxon's move is too powerful. If I was Fade, I would have no choice but to surrender."
"Thank God I admitted defeat very quickly in the first round, so Young Master Chiang didn't get to use this move. Otherwise, I would've died for sure."
"Fade is in danger now. I wonder how he will deal with it."
"In my opinion, the best way is undeniably to admit defeat. Although he may lose face, it's the safest way."
Many contestants nodded in agreement. From their point of view, it was not a big deal to lose to Faxon after all. Besides, they were still young, and they still had a long way to go. There was no need to wager their own lives in this kind of competition.
However, just as they were expressing their approval, beside them, Romeo sneered and said, "Are you kidding? Asking Mr. Chen to give up?"
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