a cold sword light

at this time, the battle was almost halfway through, and all the players were staring at the attack panel like leeks in the stock market. any fluctuation could affect their nerves.

Meanwhile, the ice wizard's victory was like a shot in the arm, reinvigorating every human player in the area.

however, this situation didn't last for long. the consecutive losses of 36 and 37 caused the atmosphere that had just warmed up to drop to the freezing point.

"it's my turn,"

guan yue brought the 'surviving' cannon fodder back to the team. zhuang yu opened his eyes.

"be careful," he warned.

Zhuang Yu nodded his head and quietly walked into the arena.

a cold demonic wind followed closely behind.

with a howl, it transformed into a white-haired creature in white clothes. it looked like a young girl but had no face.

"It's actually a Snow Maiden. Tsk, tsk."

Xuan Ying's face revealed a hint of disdain.