Master of Ice

An enormous icicle hung in the sky. With a powerful swish, it flew downwards, crashing into the ground. Shards of ice flew up into the air, chips of ice spraying everywhere.

Alarmed, Fang ran outside. Two cultivators with fierce expressions on their faces were battling it out. Squinting his eyes, Fang began to observe the duo's battle.

"You have crossed the young master of the Nie family! You shall not escape alive!" a man in a flamboyant red shirt cried.

The other, dressed in a jade blue robe, merely laughed at him.

Growling, the other man thrust his fist out causing a large ball of flame to fly roaring towards his opponent's head.

The blue-robed man deftly avoided the attack, smirking slightly. Raising his hands, he muttered an incantation.

A large ball of ice formed in front of him. It pulsated with a hidden light. Slowly it cracked into pieces, releasing a cold and dangerous aura. The entire ground froze over completely, making every step treacherously slippery.

The red-robed man gritted his teeth. He had been confined to his current location as any attempt to move would most likely result in an injury. Roaring, he summoned a large ball of flame and thrust it towards the blue-robed man. With this, he unveiled a spear and threw it behind the orb of flame.

The blue-robed manifested a shield, blocking the ball of flame. The spear hit the shield and it slowly began to crack.

BOOM!

There was a loud explosion as the shield broke. However, the spear remained where it was.

The smoke cleared slowly. The blue-robed man held the spear with the tips of his fingers, pinching together like a vise, exerting an enormous pressure. Laughing, he pressed slightly.

The spear cracked into several pieces. There was a flash of orange light as the fire ifrit sealed inside made it's escape.

The man in red looked incredulous.

"You....you...," he stuttered.

"YOU DESTROYED MY SPEAR!" he screamed, the loss piercing his very soul.

The man in blue simply laughed.

"Nie Tiaochen, you cannot beat me. I'm already above your level. You are nothing but pitiful trash in my eyes..." the man in blue spoke.

With this he released an ancient aura that pervaded the spectator's bodies, gripping their bones with fear and ice. The man in red looked on in shock.

"You....you've become a master!?!?" he spluttered in shock.

The man in blue laughed.

"Indeed. I, Tang Junxin, have surpassed you and your elders! I have become the youngest elemental master in this entire continent!" he laughed, arrogantly smiling.

Nie Tiaochen looked at him with fear and anger evident in his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he balled his fists.

Noticing his actions, Tang Junxin shot forward and raised his hand. Suddenly he slapped forward.

A massive crushing pressure hit Nie Tiaochen as he was sent flying. Slumping down on the ground, Nie Tiaochen looked humiliated.

"Tang Junxin....you go too far!" he screamed.

Tang Junxin let out a cold laugh and shot forward as if he were an arrow. His eyes narrowed and a cold glint escaped them. Slicing downwards with his palm, he reached Nie Tiaochen.

The young master of the Nie family, under the face of this enormous calamity fell down from the palm, dead. His eyes slowly turned black as the life escaped him.

Laughing coldly, Tang Junxin cleaned his hands of the dust.

Seeing all this, Fang was filled with an indescribable joy. Struggling to maintain his composure, he smiled.

'I've really hit the jackpot this time....this guy has a SYSTEM!!! TIME FOR DINNER!!!' he thought, as devious plans filled his mind.