Dual Cultivator with a cultivation system

"Hmm, where is she?" Wang Ming mumbled as the cracked ice wall began to dissipate. Yet, to his surprise, Bai Lingxi was nowhere to be seen behind it.

Suddenly, his instincts screamed of impending danger. He glanced around the battlefield, searching for her, but she was nowhere in sight.

All at once, a massive shadow covered the entire stage. Wang Ming's head snapped upward, and his pupils constricted in shock as he saw a gigantic, meteor-like ice ball descending rapidly toward the stage.

"Fuck," Wang Ming cursed, sweat dripping down his forehead.

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Bai Lingxi, who initially wore a smug smile, felt her expression falter when she saw the stance Wang Ming assumed. Her face paled in fright.

"Damn, that bastard—is he really going to use that technique?" Bai Lingxi muttered, her eyes catching the golden light enveloping Wang Ming's sword.

"Hmph, even if he uses it, I have ways to deal with it," Bai Lingxi snorted, momentarily forgetting about the power of her new bloodline in her panic.

She raised her hand, and black ice began to form in front of her.

"Primordial Ice Maker and Manipulation: Ice Wall," Bai Lingxi murmured. In an instant, a gigantic black ice wall materialized before her.

She watched nervously as Wang Ming unleashed his attack. The golden sword energy surged forward, closing the distance and colliding with her ice wall.

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BOOM!

"Hold on..." Bai Lingxi muttered as she felt the ice wall tremble violently. To her surprise, only a few cracks appeared on its surface.

"Looks like I underestimated my bloodline," Bai Lingxi murmured, her confidence returning.

"Ice Wings," she whispered, and a pair of black wings made entirely of ice formed on her back. Seizing the opportunity while Wang Ming was distracted, she flew into the sky stealthily.

"Primordial Ice Maker and Manipulation: Ice Ball," Bai Lingxi said softly. A massive amount of ice began to gather and take on a spherical shape. She watched from above as the ice wall below finally collapsed under the strain. Hovering in the air, she gazed at the enormous ice ball she had created.

"Go," she commanded, and the colossal ice sphere descended like a meteor, casting a massive shadow over the stage as it hurtled downward.

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Tan Jingling, Lin Xue, Ren Xi, and Xue Jiaxin were watching the fight with their mouths agape, rubbing their eyes to make sure they weren't dreaming.

"Heavens, what kind of technique was that sword light that came from Disciple Wang Ming's sword?" Lin Xue asked, her voice trembling.

"It must be at least a Heaven Rank technique. I'm even more surprised that Disciple Bai Lingxi managed to block it," Tan Jingling added, still in disbelief.

"M-Monsters... Both of them are too abnormal," Xue Jiaxin stammered.

"Even Core Disciples aren't this strong," Ren Xi muttered in amazement.

"You're comparing them to Core Disciples? I think most elders aren't as strong as these two. Look at that elder acting as the referee—he's sweating like a pig," Tan Jingling said, pointing toward the referee, who was anxiously watching the match from a distance.

"If those Core Disciples were here, they'd be having an existential crisis," Lin Xue added, and the other girls nodded in agreement.

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Wang Ming looked at the descending ice ball with narrowed eyes and quickly got into his sword stance, unleashing his World Slicing Strike once more.

BOOOM!

The golden beam of light collided directly with the massive ice meteor, resulting in a powerful explosion.

"What?!" Wang Ming exclaimed in shock when he realized his attack hadn't completely destroyed the ice meteor. Cold sweat dripped from his forehead as panic began to set in. However, his tension eased when he noticed the significant damage his attack had inflicted. He sighed in relief.

"Looks like I'll need to release the technique a few more times," Wang Ming muttered to himself as he began repeatedly spamming his World Slicing Strike.

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Gulp

"Heavens..." Min Li swallowed nervously as she watched countless beams of golden light colliding with the descending ice meteor, resulting in a series of explosions.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

The sound of explosions echoed across the entire area as the golden beams relentlessly struck the massive ice meteor until it was completely destroyed.

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Hiss

Even Luo Li, Shi Yu, and Shang Rui, watching from the sidelines, were left dumbfounded by the sheer intensity of the battle.

"Sister Lingxi seems even stronger than Wang Ming," Luo Li said, her voice filled with shock and admiration.

"True. This attack is unbelievably exaggerated," Shi Yu said, tapping her chin with a finger. "I know for a fact that this technique could wipe out hundreds of peak Core Formation Realm cultivators, and even Golden Core Realm cultivators, instantly—but she managed to block it. The bloodline she inherited is truly formidable."

Shang Rui, hearing this, stiffly turned her head toward Shi Yu, her expression frozen with disbelief.

'Another attack that can instantly kill opponents? And this one sounds even more exaggerated than the previous sword technique...' Shang Rui thought, her gaze shifting back to the battlefield. Her eyes widened when she saw Wang Ming on his knees.

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"Huff... Huff..." Wang Ming panted heavily, his breath labored as he felt his spiritual energy reserves almost completely depleted. Spamming such a powerful technique took a massive toll, even for someone like him.

"Damn... I really need to get a bloodline, or she's going to surpass me," Wang Ming muttered, frustration evident in his tone. He raised his eyes to look at Bai Lingxi, but what he saw made his lips twitch uncontrollably.

He watched as Bai Lingxi raised her hand once again, a black aura enveloping her body. The temperature dropped sharply, the icy chill piercing his skin.

"Does this woman want to kill me? Damn..." Wang Ming grumbled as he forced himself to his feet, preparing to launch another attack. But just as he was about to act, he found his movements were a bit sluggish.

"Huh?" Wang Ming's eyes widened in panic as he hurriedly checked his condition. His lips twitched in disbelief when he realized, that tiny bits of frost stated forming on his skin.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Primordial Ice Maker and Manipulation: Dark Palace," Bai Lingxi's cold voice echoed as she activated another ability.

Suddenly, a system notification appeared before Wang Ming's eyes.

[Ding Dong!]