Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2103 - 2103 2093 Ice Emperor Fist

2103: Chapter 2093: Ice Emperor Fist 2103: Chapter 2093: Ice Emperor Fist Long Yan also followed the crowd off the boat, marveling at the sheer size of the brand-new stage and the vast space, a testament to Bai Xiaosheng’s wealth and grandeur.

“Ladies and gentlemen.”

Bai Xiaosheng’s voice resounded, drawing everyone’s gaze.

Standing beside him, unlike before, was an elderly man with a white beard, the purpose of his presence unknown.

“Our All Heavens and Earth Ranking officially begins now.

It will be 1v1 stage battles, and all pairings will be listed here.”

As he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng pointed to a big screen in the distance, where four or five cultivators hired by Bai Xiaosheng were using all their True Qi to conjure a large screen, on which all the matchups were displayed.

“It’s worth mentioning that, for this Fengyun List, the one who claims the top position in the Heavenly Ranking will receive a mysterious reward.”

Bai Xiaosheng’s beady eyes fell on Long Yan, and the surrounding elderly men nodded slightly.

What followed were a few formalities, and many cultivators then went to the big screen to check their own matchups.

The battles were simple.

The first 36 people to lose would enter the Earth Ranking battle royale, and the rest would move on to the Heavenly Ranking battle.

If one failed in the Heavenly Ranking battle, they would drop to the Earth Ranking battle.

Of course, there was also the possibility of a revival match.

Long Yan glanced at his own schedule and discovered he had no battles on the first day, only Luo Pin had one.

However, her luck seemed poor, as Luo Pin’s first opponent was named Bing Xin.

Long Yan had heard of Bing Xin; she was a Direct Disciple from another star domain who had once received the Legacy of the Ice Emperor.

Long Yan had never seen Luo Pin fight and couldn’t determine who was stronger between the two.

“Great Genius Long, remember to cheer for me,” Luo Pin’s girlish giggle faded into the distance, and Long Yan admittedly had no way to handle this woman.

The first day’s stage had attracted quite a crowd.

Since Long Yan was a competitor, he didn’t need a ticket to watch, so he casually found a spot to sit.

There were supporters from the Great factions, as well as friends among the cultivators shouting their support.

The throngs of people made Long Yan somewhat nostalgic.

Luo Pin was an acquaintance of Long Yan’s; their relationship couldn’t really be called friendship, more like rivals, so gathering some information on her was a good idea.

Bing Xin, the opponent, was a woman with blue hair and a striking figure that had garnered her a fair number of fans.

Long Yan had once seen a ranking of beauties across the various star regions, where Luo Pin was second only to a beauty rarely seen by anyone—the Core Disciple of the Taixu Sect, who seldom wandered outside, thus leaving her mostly veiled in myth.

The battle between the two beauties evidently ignited the enthusiasm of the surrounding men, like the male cultivator next to Long Yan who was howling like a pig.

“Nice to meet you.”

Bing Xin had a reserved temperament, offering only a simple greeting to Luo Pin while she gathered her True Qi, ready to take action.

“I’ve also long admired your esteemed reputation.”

Luo Pin’s playful laugh captivated the male cultivators in the stands, and Long Yan even saw some drooling openly.

“Let’s begin.”

Bing Xin frowned; she wasn’t one for unnecessary chatter, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

“You’re quite eager, aren’t you?”

Before Luo Pin could finish speaking, she saw ice forming rapidly at her feet, and a layer of frost covered the ground.

She leaped powerfully into the Air, her Paper Umbrella gathering a massive amount of True Qi.

“Chaos.”

As the Saintess of the Shengdao Alliance, she naturally also possessed a Legacy.

Among the various star regions, there are tens of thousands of Legacies, so a Legacy is not considered a rarity in the eyes of many cultivators.

With a light tap of the paper umbrella in mid-air, a streak of white light rushed toward Bing Xin, carrying a holy breath within its glow.

Despite its name being associated with Chaos, the attack itself was unsullied and pure.

“Ice Sting.”

Bing Xin condensed blue True Qi into a small ice block in her hand, which drew all the moisture from around her, leaving Long Yan feeling the air dry out.

Facing the wind, the Ice Sting shattered into countless tiny pieces, hurtling toward Luo Pin like a machine gun, and for a while, ice fragments filled half the Arena.

The sacred white light and numerous ice cubes collided, vanishing like snow under the Sun’s rays.

Luo Pin’s attack having missed, she gently landed on the ground, but only for an instant.

She immediately disappeared from that spot, replaced by countless icy spikes gleaming with a cold light where she had just stood.

“Sister, you play rough.”

Ignoring Luo Pin, Bing Xin waved her hand, and a massive ice pillar surged toward Luo Pin, who was still in the Air.

Even Long Yan felt like cheering for her.

The timing of the ice pillar and Luo Pin being trapped in mid-air were both impeccably executed.

However, still suspended in the Air, Luo Pin displayed no emotion, and in a blink, vanished into thin air.

“Hmm?”

A look of puzzlement flickered in Bing Xin’s beautiful eyes, wondering what kind of tactic this was.

Despite looking all around, she could not spot Luo Pin.

Bing Xin’s hand touched the ground, her True Qi covering the entire Stage floor, and the constant rise of the cold breath testified that no matter where Luo Pin appeared, she would face her relentless onslaught like a violent tempest.

Clearly, the cultivators watching did not expect the first day’s competition to be so intense.

Long Yan’s face, however, revealed a complex smile; with Bing Xin’s strength, securing a spot on the Sky Ranking was well within her grasp.

Alas, she was up against Luo Pin.

“It seems, sister, you’ve overlooked one place.”

Hearing this voice, Bing Xin suddenly raised her head as Luo Pin stood in mid-Air, the breeze causing her long dress to flutter.

Bing Xin just thought to react, but it was already too late.

Luo Pin had won this battle.

Her delicate little fist stretched out toward Bing Xin, who felt a sudden pressure engulf her.

A fist of condensed True Qi smashed down on her fiercely.

Behind Luo Pin, innumerable True Qi fists rushed toward Bing Xin.

“Fist Moving Nine Heavens!”

Without moving a muscle, countless fists pounded toward Bing Xin, each one so swift that the eye could barely follow.

Bing Xin, unable to react in time, created a frosty Barrier with her fastest speed in front of her to meet Luo Pin’s assault.

But such a defense could not withstand Luo Pin’s concentrated attack.

Bits of ice shattered from the thick Ice Shield, which bore punch marks all over its once-smooth surface.

After only a short struggle, Bing Xin’s Ice Shield shattered like glass.

“What?”

Bing Xin had no time to respond, as punches rained down like droplets, pelting her incessantly, enveloping her in a massive cloud of smoke.

Seeing this, Long Yan was about to turn and leave when suddenly a terrifying surge of True Qi erupted from the Stage.

“Ice Emperor Fist.”