He also wanted to use this battle to hone his ability to control mechanisms from afar and gain relevant experience.
The experience in Xuan Armor Cave greatly improved his martial arts skills.
After several rounds of close combat, he fought the painting avatar to a draw.
The spectators were greatly dissatisfied and began to clamor.
"Start fighting already."
"Use the real skills!"
"We’re not here to watch a performance. If this continues, this martial contest is meaningless."
Gu Qing’s real body smiled slightly: "Daoist Fellow Ning Zhuo, you’ve heard everyone’s thoughts, haven’t you? I know you don’t want to take the first move to gain an advantage over me. But in this friendly sparring, someone has to start first, right?"
He saw how Ning Zhuo confronted him and became more convinced that this was a tacit battle.
Ning Zhuo controlled the Snow Core Control·Xie to step back a few steps, conveying his voice: "Ah, Daoist Fellow Gu Qing, then I’ll be offending you."
Gu Qing’s real body extended his palm gracefully: "Please."
Ning Zhuo gave a low shout, truly activating the Snow Core Control·Xie and casting an ice attribute spell.
For a moment, cold air surged, fierce and extraordinary.
The entire floor of the martial platform was almost instantly covered with a layer of dark blue mystic ice.
Ning Zhuo gave another low shout.
The temperature plummeted again, and the air condensed into a sky full of flashing ice crystal dust.
Ning Zhuo gave one more low shout.
On the frozen tiles, sharp ice spikes grew wildly, forming a forest of menacing ice spikes.
Gu Qing’s smile froze on his face for a moment.
He was surprised by Ning Zhuo’s big move, but quickly understood: "Ning Zhuo wants to make a big gesture, create a grand spectacle, to conceal the truth of the tacit battle."
"Very well."
"I will temporarily endure and defend, let him have his moment first."
"Then I’ll make a move to change the situation, showing that I’m not weaker than him."
"Finally, find the right opportunity to jointly call it a draw with Ning Zhuo."
Gu Qing believed that Ning Zhuo thought the same.
Because there was an unspoken understanding between the two of them!
"Kind Heart Body Protection, Benevolence Blesses the World!" Gu Qing’s painting avatar waved its sleeves, emitting a surplus of literary energy, chanting clearly.
A dull golden light expanded from within him, warm and full-bodied, transforming into a semi-transparent light shield.
The mystic ice spikes grew madly, continuously shooting out, all blocked by the light shield.
Bang bang bang...
The splattering ice shards and the golden light emanating from the light shield formed a splendid display like fireflies, looking quite beautiful.
The ice spikes continued, and Gu Qing’s painting avatar gritted his teeth slightly, feeling the pressure mounting.
At the same time, the hidden cold air seeped from the ground into the light shield, infiltrating the painting avatar, trying to freeze his literary energy.
The painting avatar could have made a move, attacking instead of defending, but under the notification from the real body, it decided to continue defending, letting Ning Zhuo take more of the spotlight.
The attacks from Snow Core Control·Xie were like an endless tidal wave.
The cold wave remained unabated, and the roaring Ice Chi Beast Head on its shoulder armor suddenly shot out an azure beam.
Boom!
The painting avatar’s light shield took a heavy hit, unexpectedly disintegrating directly.
The avatar quickly retreated, narrowly avoiding the sweep of the blue light, and in a critical moment, waved a pen to write two large characters—Break Ice!
The characters flew out, reflecting the ice blue mystic light, trying to dissolve it.
The mechanism eyes of the Roaring Ice Chi Beast Head emitted an even stronger brilliance, suppressing the "Break Ice" characters.
Gu Qing’s real body was somewhat unhappy: "Ning Zhuo still wants to hog the limelight?"
Just now, while dodging, his painting avatar stumbled in an ungainly manner, losing some dignity, causing him to lose face.
Now Ning Zhuo still wouldn’t let go, still wanting to show off, making him undoubtedly displeased.
But at this moment, the pressure from the ice blue mystic light suddenly eased, but from the outside, it seemed even stronger.
Gu Qing’s real body was stirred: "Oh, it’s as I thought. It seems that Ning Zhuo realized his mistake after causing my avatar to lose composure. Now it’s time for me to turn the tables."
Gu Qing’s painting avatar opened his mouth: "Haoran..."
Boom!
As soon as he spoke, Snow Core Control·Xie directly charged over, runes on its body glowing, six Cold Steel Mechanism Balls simultaneously striking out.
A terrifying cold wave formed instantly, overwhelming all!
The painting avatar wanted to regain control of the situation with a powerful Confucian skill, but required time to form an oral seal.
However, Snow Core Control·Xie broke the rules, lacking any tacit understanding, going for a vicious attack, secretly unleashing its trump card, Talent Snow Soul Frost Spirit!
Crack crack crack...
The painting avatar was frozen in an ice block as tall as a person, losing its combat capability immediately.
The cultivators present were all taken aback.
Gu Qing’s real body was also shocked, staring incredulously at Snow Core Control·Xie, as if making a silent shout, a protest: "What about our understanding, our tacit agreement?"
Ning Zhuo’s voice came from Snow Core Control·Xie: "Hm?"
"Daoist Fellow Gu Qing, why... why is your painting avatar so fragile?"
Gu Qing: ?!!
Daoist Fellow Ning Zhuo, what are you doing?!
Do you know what you’re saying?!
Then he heard Ning Zhuo snort coldly: "Perhaps Gu Qing’s painting avatar still has unused skills."
Deliberately giving Gu Qing an excuse, it seemed more like an insult.
"Alas." Ning Zhuo sighed again, "Honestly, it’s a bit disappointing, Daoist Fellow Gu Qing."
Gu Qing’s pupils contracted sharply, revealing cold gleams. He finally realized that Ning Zhuo harbored malicious intent, that the previous letters and battle performances were all part of a scheme! A deception! An ambush! Lacking literary virtue, not being a decent person!
That little punk!
Gu Qing’s real body twitched the corners of his mouth: "Daoist Fellow Ning Zhuo..."
Then Ning Zhuo immediately interrupted: "Daoist Fellow Gu Qing, no need to continue sparring."
"I’m a bit busy."
"Weren’t you going to compete with others?"
"I happen to observe the performances of Situ Xing, Zhu Fenxiang, Pi Fujie, and others."
Then, Snow Core Control·Xie looked around the crowd and announced loudly: "You guys also take a message to Pi Fujie and the others."
"I." Snow Core Control·Xie pointed to itself, then at the painting avatar frozen in ice, "I defeated him in only twenty-six breaths."
Gu Qing’s eyebrows rose high, the veins on his forehead showing, and a few blood vessels resembling cracks in glass appeared in the whites of his eyes.
"Ning Zhuo you brat!!!" He was almost apoplectic, but in the end, could only bellow furiously in his heart.