Endless extreme frost storms surged from the Ice Phoenix phantom behind Shui Bing'er, instantly covering the arena. The intense cold even spread outward, causing the entire grand training field to feel a chill.
"So strong!"
Seeing this scene, Huo Wushuang immediately stood up, staring in shock at Shui Bing'er, whose figure had already been blurred by the wind and snow on the stage.
Beside him, Huo Wu also said in surprise, "She actually has such a powerful fourth spirit skill?"
Before this, Huo Wu's impression of Shui Bing'er had always been strong control but insufficient offense.
After all, Shui Bing'er's first three spirit skills—Ice Seal, Frost Armor, and Repel Ice Ring—were all top-tier in terms of effects, but they lacked offensive power and required teammates' support.
However, after seeing Shui Bing'er's fourth spirit skill, Huo Wu instantly changed her mind. In terms of attack power, this move of Shui Bing'er was even stronger than her own Blazing Sun. If this still counted as lacking offense, then there were hardly any spirit masters on the continent with strong attack power.
"What a powerful attack."
In the Shrek area, Flender's expression immediately turned serious upon seeing Shui Bing'er's attack.
There were so many monsters in this tournament—if Shrek wanted to win the championship, it would truly be a long and difficult road.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang also nodded. "It is indeed very strong. Combined with her first three spirit skills—Ice Seal, Frost Armor, and Repel Ice Ring—she can be considered nearly perfect as a control-type spirit master."
Instant multi-target control, group shielding, wide-area unrestricted knockback and blocking, plus a high-damage large-scale attack skill—control, defense, and offense all in one. She was essentially a hexagonal warrior.
"However…"
Suddenly, Yu Xiaogang paused and changed his tone. "Against ordinary spirit masters, there would be no issue. But unfortunately, she's facing Little San."
Not long after Yu Xiaogang finished speaking, the storm on the stage suddenly dissipated. A blue figure was sent flying off the arena—it was Shui Bing'er!
Just as Shui Bing'er was about to fall to the ground, a figure suddenly appeared and caught her in his arms.
This sudden scene stunned everyone present, but the referee quickly reacted and confirmed the result of the match.
At the same time, Shui Wuhen lowered his head and asked the Shui Bing'er in his arms, "Little sister, are you alright?"
To be honest, Shui Bing'er's defeat was somewhat unexpected for him. Her fourth spirit skill came from a five-thousand-year Extreme Frost Ice Bird that he personally helped her hunt in the Icebound Forest.
It was precisely after witnessing the power of her fourth spirit skill that Shui Wuhen decided to hunt an Extreme Frost Ice Bird as his own sixth spirit ring.
Hearing her brother's concerned question, Shui Bing'er felt warmth in her heart. She shook her head and said, "Brother, I'm fine. It's just that my attack seemed to have no effect on that Tang San."
The reason she had fallen off the arena was because Tang San had charged straight through her fourth spirit skill and launched an attack at her.
Even now, Shui Bing'er was still puzzled—why could Tang San ignore the trump card she had relied on and attack her directly?
"My attack had no effect?"
Shui Wuhen was slightly stunned upon hearing this.
Given the strength of Shui Bing'er's fourth spirit skill, even a Spirit King shouldn't be able to ignore it—only a Spirit Emperor might manage it.
But just now, he hadn't sensed any Spirit Emperor-level soul power fluctuations. Clearly, Tang San hadn't reached that level.
"Wait… could it be…"
Suddenly, a flash of realization appeared in Shui Wuhen's eyes as he thought of a possibility.
Then, with a flap of his ice wings, Shui Wuhen quickly carried Shui Bing'er back to the Tianshui Academy area.
"Dean, I'll leave Bing'er to you for now!"
Shui Wuhen handed Shui Bing'er over to Shui Yue'er and said.
Shui Yue'er took her and nodded. "Don't worry, Shui Bing'er will be fine."
"Brother, I'm not seriously injured."
Seeing this, Shui Bing'er said somewhat dissatisfied.
She had only been caught off guard and knocked off the stage by Tang San's attack—why was everyone acting as if she were seriously wounded?
Shui Wuhen patted her head. "Be good, rest well."
After saying that, Shui Wuhen turned around and flew toward the arena.
When Tang San saw Shui Wuhen step onto the stage, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "You finally decided to come up. I thought you were going to hide until the finals."
"Seems like you're quite confident."
Hearing Tang San's words, Shui Wuhen raised an eyebrow, surprised by his composure.
After all, although he hadn't revealed his full strength, what he had already shown was enough to make these Spirit Ancestor-level opponents despair.
Yet Tang San seemed completely unafraid, which only further confirmed Shui Wuhen's earlier guess.
A mere Spirit Ancestor wouldn't display such confidence unless he possessed that kind of ability.
"Of course!"
Tang San said firmly, "Without confidence, why would I appear before you again?"
"Then let me see where your confidence comes from!"
As he spoke, hundreds of spinning ice spikes condensed around Shui Wuhen. With a wave of his right hand, they poured down like a torrential storm.
"As expected!"
Below the stage, Feng Xiaotian revealed an expression of "just as I thought."
But soon, a trace of envy arose in his heart—in terms of self-created spirit skills, his talent was far inferior to Shui Wuhen.
"Wait, that is—"
At this moment, waves of shocked exclamations erupted around him. Feng Xiaotian quickly looked toward the stage.
Tang San's body moved like a ghost, weaving continuously through the spinning ice spikes. In his hand, a pitch-black hammer appeared.
When Feng Xiaotian saw the hammer clearly, his expression changed drastically.
"Clear Sky Hammer?!"
The Clear Sky Hammer—the inherited martial soul of the continent's number one sect, the Clear Sky Sect—known as the strongest weapon-type martial soul in the world.
And the appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang San's hand meant that he was a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect.
"Wait, isn't Tang San's martial soul Blue Silver Grass? Why does he have the Clear Sky Hammer? Could he be a twin martial soul user?"
At this moment, a storm surged in Feng Xiaotian's heart. The appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer alone was already shocking, but this person actually possessed twin martial souls—another bloody storm was bound to sweep across the continent.
At the same time, Tang San finally rushed in front of Shui Wuhen. A purple spirit ring appeared, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand instantly grew larger, smashing down fiercely toward Shui Wuhen.
"Shui Wuhen, taste the power of my Clear Sky Hammer!"