The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!

Chapter 151 Ji Xuan's Strategic Retreat! Luo Li and Wen Qingxuan...

The world depicted by Mo Zhi's pen is all in "The Great Ruler: The Ice Emperor Descends, Freezing the World!".

"Coming in person?"

Ji Xuan looked down at Bing Tianxiao, the smile on his lips not fading but growing even stronger.

He slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a profound sigh:

"Bing Tianxiao, I admit you're very strong. Stronger than I expected. But you've underestimated me."

He stood with his hands behind his back, his white robes fluttering in the wind, and the unfathomable spiritual energy emanating from him was like an abyss, its depths unfathomable.

"Today was merely a test. What I wanted to see, I have seen."

Ji Xuan's gaze swept over the three so-called "strongmen" below who had been easily defeated by Bing Tianxiao, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

These people were originally just pawns he used to test Bing Tianxiao's strength, so what did it matter to him whether they lived or died?

"You're very strong, strong enough that even I, at my current level, am not entirely confident I can defeat you."

Ji Xuan frankly admitted it without any attempt to conceal it.

"But that doesn't mean I'm afraid of you. It just means I never do anything I'm not sure I can do."

He turned around, looked at the distant azure sky, and said calmly, "Bing Tianxiao, the real showdown is not today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xuan's figure began to blur, as if he were about to merge into the void.

"Trying to leave?"

A cold glint flashed in Bing Tianxiao's eyes. He stomped heavily on the ground, his figure transforming into a golden streak of light, soaring straight into the sky and hurtling towards Ji Xuan.

He was never one to remain indifferent when provoked.

Now that you're here, don't think you can leave easily!

However, just as his figure was about to catch up with Ji Xuan—

Ji Xuan's figure suddenly vanished, turning into countless white specks of light that drifted down like snowflakes.

The points of light fell on Bing Tianxiao without causing any harm, only bringing a slight chill.

"A clone?"

Bing Tianxiao stopped, his brows furrowing slightly.

He then realized that, from beginning to end, the Ji Xuan standing in front of him was nothing more than a spiritual clone.

The real Ji Xuan did not attend in person.

"What a cunning fellow."

Bing Tianxiao snorted coldly, put away his battle halberd, and landed back on the ground.

Wen Qingxuan and Luo Li walked to his side, both of them with a solemn expression on their faces.

"Ji Xuan is a man of deep thoughts; he never does anything without being certain of success," Wen Qingxuan said softly. "He came today, probably just to test your strength. Now that he has seen through your trump cards, the next time we fight, it won't be so simple."

Bing Tianxiao shook his head and said calmly, "What he saw was only what I wanted him to see."

Wen Qingxuan was taken aback, then a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes: "You mean, you just now..."

Bing Tianxiao did not answer, but looked in the direction where Ji Xuan disappeared, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"Ji Xuan, next time we meet, I will show you what true despair is."

……

In the distance, a white streak of light was flying across the sky at an astonishing speed.

Amidst the flowing light, Ji Xuan's expression remained calm and composed, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Behind him, a young man dressed in black robes followed closely; he was none other than Mohen, the vice leader of the Holy Spirit Academy.

"Leader, what do you think of Bing Tianxiao's strength?" Mohen asked in a low voice.

Ji Xuan remained silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Very strong. Stronger than I expected."

A hint of seriousness flashed in Mohen's eyes: "Then why didn't you make a move just now? With your strength, you might have been able to defeat him."

Ji Xuan shook his head: "Win? Perhaps I can win, but the price will be too high. Moreover, even if I win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory. Before the final battle of the Spirit Academy Tournament, I cannot allow myself to make any mistakes."

He paused, a glint of light flashing in his eyes: "I have figured out about 70-80% of Bing Tianxiao's strength."

His physical body was indeed formidable, but his weakness was also obvious—he relied too heavily on physical strength, and his use of spiritual power was far less refined than that of his physical body.

"Once we find a way to control his physical body, he won't be so scary."

Mohen nodded thoughtfully:

"So, what do we do next?"

Ji Xuan smiled slightly, a smile that carried a chilling depth.

"Wait. Wait for the final battle to come. When that time comes, I will prepare a great gift for him."

……

Regardless of who wins or loses, they will all become legends.

In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the once bustling mountain was reduced to only Bing Tianxiao and his group, along with the disheveled members of the Zhongyuan Alliance on the ground.

Wen Qingxuan walked to Bing Tianxiao's side, looking at his excessively young face, a complex expression flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"You saved me again."

Bing Tianxiao shook his head: "It's because Emperor Xiao is too useless."

Wen Qingxuan couldn't help but laugh, but as she laughed, her eyes reddened.

"Bing Tianxiao, do you know what? You're really annoying."

Bing Tianxiao was taken aback: "Why?"

Wen Qingxuan bit her red lips and did not answer.

She simply turned around and said to the members of the Myriad Phoenix Spirit Academy, "Let's go back and recover from our injuries."

After saying that, she led her team away without looking back.

That silhouette remained both dashing and resolute.

But Bing Tianxiao didn't see that in the instant she turned around, tears were glistening in her eyes.

"She likes you."

Bing Tianxiao was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I know. But I'm not in a position to talk about these things right now."

Luo Li looked at him and said softly, "Then what right do you have to talk about?"

Bing Tianxiao raised his head and looked at the distant azure sky, a hint of determination flashing in his deep eyes.

"Become stronger."

"To become strong enough to protect everyone I want to protect."

Luo Li fell silent.

She looked at Bing Tianxiao's profile, his image reflected in her crystal-clear eyes.

This man's heart was never filled with romantic feelings.

It's the whole world.

……

The news that Bing Tianxiao had defeated Mo Xiu, Qiu Ning, and Liu San spread like wildfire throughout the entire arena.

Bing Tianxiao, who was already famous in the competition, has now become a nightmare for all the participants.

He defeated three opponents in three moves, and those opponents were top-tier experts ranked in the top sixteen!

This level of strength has exceeded everyone's expectations.

For a time, Bing Tianxiao's name became the focus of everyone's conversation.

Some say he is the biggest dark horse of this year's Spirit Academy Tournament, some say he is an unparalleled genius, and others say he is a descendant of an ancient power.

But no matter what, everyone reached a consensus—don't mess with Bing Tianxiao.

That white-haired boy was someone they couldn't afford to mess with.

During this period, the rankings on the leaderboard also changed constantly.

Wen Qingxuan remains firmly in second place; her strength is undeniable and no one can challenge her position.

Ji Xuan ranked third, and Wu Ling ranked fourth.

The fifth through eighth positions were also divided among the top teams.