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Zhong Yangming suddenly stopped, and a coldness flashed across his eyes.

He said softly: "The power of ice cannot resist the flow of time. You lost at the root of strength."

Facing Zhong Yangming's cynicism, Bei Bing's eyes shone with determination.

She took a deep breath, and the power of ice reached its peak in an instant, and the entire arena seemed to become her ice and snow world.

"Although time cannot be changed, I can make you unable to move in my world!" Beibing said indifferently.

She wielded the ice sword, and a storm of ice and snow raged across the ring, freezing everything into a frozen land.

Zhong Yangming was trapped in the ice and snow, and the power of time seemed to be weakened by the ice.

However, a hint of cunning flashed in Zhong Yangming's eyes. He raised his palm slightly, and the power of time surged, and it began to gradually merge into the ice and snow.

Beifang Bing was shocked when he saw this. She didn't notice Zhong Yangming's trap. The power of time quietly sneaked into the ice sword and began to weaken the ice power on the sword.

Zhong Yangming stood up slowly, his figure looking extremely elegant in the ice and snow.

He smiled and said: "The power of ice is indeed powerful, but time is irreversible. In this ice and snow, you are destined to be unable to escape the shackles of time."

Beibing gritted her teeth. She felt the ice's power weakening, and her heart sank.

She knew that she had fallen into a trap designed by Zhong Yangming.

Beifang Bing's eyes flashed coldly, and the ice crystal sword in his hand danced with a cold glow.

She was like lightning, flashing in the battlefield, trying to break through Zhong Yangming's defense line with a swift and fierce offensive.

However, Zhong Yangming's movement was like a dream, and the power of time allowed him to easily dodge every attack.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and Zhong Yangming approached Beibing step by step, his eyes shining with confidence.

However, Beibing was not an easy person. She suddenly stopped attacking, and a piece of ice condensed in her palm.

Zhong Yangming suddenly thrust out his sword. The long sword carried the stream of time and penetrated the ring like lightning. The speed was so fast that it was difficult to catch.

However, Beibing's figure disappeared instantly, leaving behind a patch of frost that turned into a chilly atmosphere.

Then, Beibing appeared out of thin air behind Zhong Yangming and slashed at his back with a sharp blade.

Zhong Yangming ducked sideways, his body swaying slightly, and the power of time brought him back to his previous position in an instant.

The combination of reality and fiction captivated the audience.

However, a flash of determination flashed in Zhong Yangming's eyes, and he slashed at Beibing with the long sword in his hand, carrying the power of time on the blade.

Beibing smiled coldly, and the sharp blade in his hand turned into an ice crystal barrier, blocking the long sword in front of him.

The collision of ice and sword made a pleasant clanking sound.

The duel between the two sides became more and more intense. Zhong Yangming's constantly changing time stream collided with the icy sharp blade of the north, and the atmosphere in the ring became tense.

Zhong Yangming's offensive became more and more sharp, while Beibei was like an ice and snow storm, defending tenaciously and launching sharp counterattacks from time to time.

Zhong Yangming suddenly stopped moving, with a look of determination in his eyes, and the long sword in his hand gathered more powerful time power.

In the arena, time seemed to stand still, and ripples appeared in the air.

At this moment, everyone felt that Zhong Yangming was unusual.

He thrust out his sword suddenly, and the time on the arena froze in an instant, and in this stasis, Zhong Yangming's long sword passed through the void and went straight to the heart of Beibing.

The entire arena was silent, as if time had stopped.

However, just as Zhong Yangming's sword touched the northern ice, a chill suddenly surged in the arena.

A silver-white ice wall appeared out of thin air, blocking Zhong Yangming's sword in mid-air.

Beibing stood proudly, the sharp blade in his hand still shining with cold light.

Zhong Yangming was slightly stunned. He did not expect that Beifang Bing had such a powerful trump card.

The audience on the ring burst into cheers, while Beifang Bing smiled calmly, with a flash of confidence in his eyes.

The atmosphere in the arena instantly became tense and depressing, and the showdown between the two power leaders was breathtaking.

"Frozen time!" The cold voice from the north resounded throughout the arena, and she waved her hand fiercely.

In an instant, the power of ice and the power of time merged with each other, forming a powerful network of frozen time.

Zhong Yangming was slightly startled, feeling the dangerous aura.

He hurriedly used the power of time to try to resist this frozen time.

However, this barrier is extremely tough, as if time has been frozen in place.

The frozen time network slowly shrank towards Zhong Yangming, trapping him firmly within it.

Beifang laughed coldly, and the ice crystal sword in his hand flashed like a cold star, heading straight towards Zhong Yangming.

The rhythm of the battle was unpredictable, and the atmosphere in the audience became increasingly tense.

Both strong men showed their superb skills, which was dizzying.

Sometimes Zhong Yangming suddenly disappears into the ice, and sometimes he quickly goes back in time, making his body shape elusive.

Northern Ice, on the other hand, used the power of ice and snow to form an invisible ice wall, trying to block all Zhong Yangming's attacks.

During a fierce confrontation, Zhong Yangming suddenly released a powerful force of time, and the entire battlefield seemed to freeze in an instant.

Bei Bing felt his movements become sluggish and was shocked.

It was at this moment of hesitation that Zhong Yangming quickly swung the time sword and stabbed her vital part.

However, Bei Beibing was not an easy person, and there was a hint of determination in her cold eyes.

The ice power in her body exploded, instantly breaking Zhong Yangming's time constraints, allowing her to avoid the fatal blow.

The duel between the two leaders became more and more intense, and the time on the field intersected with the ice and snow, forming a gorgeous battlefield picture.

The audience held their breath and fell into deep contemplation of the battle situation.

Although Zhong Yangming is strong, Beibing's tenacious resistance makes it difficult to predict the final result.

As time passed, Zhong Yangming gradually gained the upper hand. His sword of time pierced the ice barrier and pointed directly at the chest of the northern ice.

However, at the critical moment, the northern ice turned into a ray of ice and snow and disappeared instantly.

Zhong Yangming was stunned for a moment, and then he felt a chill coming from behind.

He turned around suddenly and saw Beibing appearing out of thin air behind him, with the ice blade in his hand already piercing his vest.

Zhong Yangming had no time to dodge and could only bear the power of the ice.

The violent impact echoed throughout the arena, and the two leaders fell backward at the same time, leaving obvious scars on their bodies.

Zhong Yangming's heart tightened, and his eyes flashed with reluctance.

At the critical moment, he suddenly raised his head and roared to the sky, and a dazzling blue light burst out from him.

The two met again, but this time, Beibing was clearly at a disadvantage.

Her ice sword gradually lost its edge, while Zhong Yangming's power of time became more powerful.