Chapter 49 Is it My Blood Bar That's Thick, or Your Mana Bar?

Shi Shaorong struck the ground with her staff, and a terrifying blizzard brewed behind her, attacking Qiao Yu.

Creak! Creak! Creak!

Frost condensed on Qiao Yu's body and quickly formed into a huge ice coffin, freezing Qiao Yu inside.

A lifelike human-shaped ice sculpture stood on the arena.

"Wow! Goddess Shi Shaorong is awesome! She solved her opponent so easily!"

"This duel is already without suspense. Being sealed in an ice coffin by an ice mage is no different from death."

"They're both at the beginner level, but Shi Shaorong managed to successfully freeze her opponent without taking any damage. She deserves the title of Ice Maiden."

"That Qiao Yu doesn't seem that great! If I had known, I wouldn't have surrendered just now. I regret it!"

The spectators had different expressions, but they all had the same understanding: Qiao Yu was definitely going to lose.

On the stage, Shi Shaorong breathed a sigh of relief, feeling somewhat frightened. Her high chest rose and fell slightly, showing that the series of spells she had just cast had taken a toll on her as well.

Fortunately, she had finally managed to lure Qiao Yu into the trap step by step by controlling the situation.

She, Shi Shaorong, was the ultimate victor!

No one of the same rank had ever been able to escape from her Eternal Ice Wall.

After waiting for a while, Shi Shaorong noticed that the examiner still hadn't announced her victory, so she asked the examiner.

"Mr. Examiner, haven't I already won?"

"According to the rules, a loss is only determined when one side admits defeat or their health points drop to 1. But look…"

The examiner pointed at Qiao Yu, who was encased in ice, with a strange expression.

"He's still continuously losing health, which means his health points haven't bottomed out yet."

Shi Shaorong looked up and saw that Qiao Yu's head was indeed still displaying the data of health loss.

With a wave of her hand, the ice that had frozen Qiao Yu's head began to melt slowly.

Qiao Yu's entire body below the neck was frozen in the ice, making him shiver from the cold.

"Admit defeat, you've already lost," Shi Shaorong said coldly.

"G-g-g-give... no..."

Qiao Yu's upper and lower teeth were chattering, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Shi Shaorong's beautiful, slender eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What's the point of forcing yourself? It's just adding to the torment. With the rate of health loss from frostbite, your health points should be bottoming out."

Qiao Yu shivered and glanced at his health points: 3450/3610.

Well, it did seem to be running out soon.

He was also regretting it now. He had been careless and ended up being frozen by this woman.

Although the damage wasn't high, the cold was real!

Women are indeed more dangerous the more beautiful they are, Qiao Yu thought to himself.

"Kid, admit defeat. It's not shameful to lose to my goddess."

"That's right, what's the point of forcing yourself? Look at the state you're in."

The people below the stage sneered at Qiao Yu's persistence. In their opinion, it was just a dying struggle.

If you get frozen by an ice mage, what good can come of it?

"Forcing myself?"

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up. The words from the audience suddenly gave him an idea to break the situation.

"I, Qiao, will see today whether my health bar is thicker, or your mana bar is thicker."

He struggled violently, and cracks instantly appeared in the ice coffin that Shi Shaorong had created.

Shi Shaorong's expression changed. What kind of breed was this man in front of her?

How could anyone have the strength to struggle when they were frozen by her?

She hurriedly waved her staff to reinforce the ice coffin, and the cracks that had just appeared were smoothed out again.

Qiao Yu's struggle and Shi Shaorong's reinforcement formed a strange balance.

Both of their states were rapidly declining, but Qiao Yu was losing health points, while Shi Shaorong was losing mana points.

Qiao Yu was gambling. He was betting that there was no mana left in Shi Shaorong's mana bar.

Shi Shaorong gritted her silver teeth. She was now in a difficult position. She had finally managed to freeze Qiao Yu, and she certainly didn't want to let him out.

However, maintaining the ice coffin was also consuming her mana. A wisp of cold sweat slowly trickled down her smooth forehead to her chin, and then condensed into ice crystals.

"Qiao Yu!"

"What?"

"Why are you pushing yourself so hard? Even if you admit defeat, you can still easily make it into the top ten with your current points," Shi Shaorong said.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Why don't you admit defeat?" Qiao Yu retorted.

"Because... I have a reason why I can't lose!" Shi Shaorong's delicate face was full of determination.

"Is that so? Then I also have a reason why I can't lose."

"What is it?"

"The second uncle next door's dog had a litter of three, and I want to get a nine-win streak to bring her good luck."

Shi Shaorong: "…"

She stopped speaking, gritted her silver teeth, and tried her best to condense the ice coffin.

As her mana points bottomed out, Shi Shaorong's eyes became more and more desperate. From just now until now, this man had lost at least a thousand health points.

Why could he still hold on? Was this man named Qiao Yu's health points infinite?

She had never encountered such a weird opponent.

"Cousin, I'm coming out."

Qiao Yu shook violently, and the ice coffin was instantly shattered into ice shards all over the ground.

Qiao Yu, whose whole body was frozen red, walked out with shaking hands, rubbing his shoulders.

Shi Shaorong's lips were white, and her face was full of deathly stillness. Her mana points were exhausted.

At this time, she was as weak as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, making those who saw her unable to resist wanting to take her into their arms and pamper her.

Qiao Yu was naturally no exception. He returned the words he had just said to Shi Shaorong verbatim.

"Admit defeat, you've already lost."

Shi Shaorong closed her eyes without saying a word, her lips tightly pursed.

"Sigh, there's really no way to deal with you."

Qiao Yu sighed helplessly, reached out and rubbed Shi Shaorong's hair affectionately, his tone as warm as an older brother meeting a stubborn younger sister.

This move of his directly caused a burst of exclamations from a group of girls below who liked to ship couples.

"Wow! How sweet! I'm locking them up!"

"This is too sweet! The key is that they're both super handsome and super beautiful, they're a perfect match!"

"Domineering young master and his stubborn darling wife, sisters, I'll ship them first!"

"Too sweet, I want to transmigrate into Senior Shi Shaorong! I also want to experience Student Qiao Yu's head pat!"

Even Shi Shaorong herself instantly stiffened. She had never been so close to a boy before.

This sudden head pat made her heart beat faster.

The next second, Shi Shaorong's heart beat even faster.

Because Qiao Yu directly grabbed her hair and swung her up into the air!

Qiao Yu clenched Shi Shaorong's light blue hair, and his 286 points of strength allowed him to easily swing Shi Shaorong into the air.

Bang!

Shi Shaorong's body slid in a perfect semicircle in the air, smashing a human-shaped crater into the arena.

Then Qiao Yu switched hands and swung her back.

Bang!

Another big crater.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Shi Shaorong's shapely body was like a human sandbag in Qiao Yu's hands, swinging wildly from side to side.

The audience's eyes swayed from side to side with Qiao Yu's hand-switching movements.

"Follow my left hand, right hand in a slow motion, right hand, left hand slow motion replay."

Shi Shaorong: "…"

"Does this song make you happy? Have you fallen in love with me?"