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Chapter 1240

"Hahaha!"

Lu Yuanlong laughed.

He didn't expect that when he was about to admit defeat, the iceman exposed the soles of his feet.

"God is really helping me!"

He endured the pain in his body, held the sword in his hand, and wanted to stab the iceman's soles.

However, he was seriously injured after all and could not match the speed of the iceman.

The moment he raised the tip of his sword, the iceman's elbow hit Lu Yuanlong's chest hard.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise, and Lu Yuanlong's limbs were raised.

There is a pit as big as a pot on my chest.

The next second, his head tilted and he died.

Everyone outside the Guanghan Palace in the Human World took a breath of cold air when they saw this scene.

Lu Yuanlong obviously has a chance to survive. As long as he takes the initiative to admit defeat when the ice man jumps up, he will definitely not die.

However, he should never, never, should not stab the ice man in the soles of his feet with his sword.

In the end, the chance to surrender and survive was lost, and instead he died.

The leaders and elders of the Xuanyang Sword Sect were even more shocked. They looked at the ice sculpture room where Lu Yuanlong was and remained silent for a long time.

They never thought that the strongest member of the younger generation of Xuanyang Sword Sect would die like this?

They cannot accept this result.

However, Fan Daocheng, the leader of the Wuxiang Sect, who was standing not far away, and the disciples of the Wuxiang Sect behind him, all showed smiles.

The people in the room of thirteen ice sculptures are dying and admitting defeat.

Now only Li Yuanfeng of their Wuxiang sect is left.

As long as he can stab the iceman in his room on the soles of his feet, he will become the biggest winner.

"Yuanfeng, don't live up to my master's expectations of you!" Fan Daocheng said with burning eyes.

If his disciple Li Yuanfeng can obtain the treasures and inheritance of Guanghan Palace in the human world, then it will be just around the corner for their Wuxiang Sect to rise and finally surpass the four major academies.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited, his blood was boiling in his head, and he had no time to think about it. What if it didn't succeed?

In fact, not only him, but also the disciples of the Wuxiang Sect were all too hot-headed to care about Li Yuanfeng's safety.

At this time, Li Yuanfeng became the focus of the audience.

However, he didn't know.

He was still struggling with this ice man.

He didn't expect that this iceman was completely different from what he imagined. This was not a giant. This was simply a flexible fat man.

Even if he attacks it, he can easily dodge it, but if it attacks him, he can only dodge it cautiously.

If you don't pay attention and get hit by him, you will be seriously injured even if you don't die.

At the beginning, he was extremely determined and full of confidence.

Now after a few minutes of fighting, he gradually lost confidence and was even a little worried and scared.

Afraid of dying in this ice sculpture room.

Originally, he thought that there was an inside story to this test and that Chen Hetu was appointed by default, so he could defeat the iceman so easily.

Now, he understands.

There is no inside story in all this, but Chen Hetu's strength is superior to his own.

Especially when he thought of Chen Hetu in this ice sculpture room, facing this ice man calmly, he knew the gap between him and Chen Hetu.

When he understood all this, what he was thinking about was no longer about defeating the iceman, but how to protect his own life without voluntarily admitting defeat, or even hold on for ten minutes and wait for the time to expire.
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