Musclebound Necromancer?! Are You Kidding Me?

Chapter 72

Shi Shaorong struck the ground with her staff, and a terrifying blizzard brewed behind her, surging towards Qiao Yu.

Creak! Creak! Creak!

Frost formed on Qiao Yu's body, quickly solidifying into a massive ice coffin that encased him entirely.

A lifelike human-shaped ice sculpture stood tall on the stage.

"Wow! Goddess Shi Shaorong is amazing! She took down her opponent so effortlessly!"

"This match is already decided. Being sealed in an ice coffin by an ice mage is as good as death."

"Both are at the Beginner Tier, yet she managed to freeze her opponent without taking any damage. Shi Shaorong truly deserves the title of Ice Maiden."

"That Qiao Yu doesn't seem that strong! If I had known, I wouldn't have surrendered earlier. What a regret!"

The spectators had varied expressions, but they all shared the same belief: Qiao Yu was destined to lose.

On stage, Shi Shaorong let out a sigh of relief, her chest rising and falling slightly, clearly indicating that the series of spells had taken a toll on her as well.

But fortunately, she had finally managed to lure Qiao Yu into her trap through careful control of the battle.

Shi Shaorong was the ultimate victor!

No one at the same tier had ever escaped her Eternal Ice Wall.

After waiting for a while, Shi Shaorong noticed that the examiner still hadn't declared her victory, so she asked him.

"Mr. Examiner, haven't I already won?"

"According to the rules, a loss is only declared when one side surrenders or their health drops to 1 point. But look..."

The examiner pointed with a peculiar expression at Qiao Yu, who was frozen.

"He's still losing health, which means his health hasn't bottomed out yet."

Shi Shaorong looked up and saw that Qiao Yu's health bar was indeed still showing a drop in health.

With a wave of her hand, the ice block covering Qiao Yu's head began to slowly melt.

Qiao Yu was frozen from the neck down, shivering from the cold.

"Surrender, you've already lost," Shi Shaorong said coldly.

"Ch-ch-ch... No... no surrender!"

Qiao Yu's teeth chattered, unable to form a complete sentence.

Shi Shaorong's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What good is it to hold on? It's just adding to your suffering. At this rate of frostbite damage, your health should be nearly depleted."

Qiao Yu glanced at his health: 3450/3610.

Hmm, it seemed like it was indeed almost depleted.

He deeply regretted his carelessness that led to being frozen by this woman.

The damage wasn't high, but it was really cold!

Women, the more beautiful they are, the more dangerous, Qiao Yu thought to himself.

"Kid, just surrender. Losing to my goddess isn't shameful."

"Yeah, what's the point of holding on? Look at you, you're already frozen like that."

The people below scoffed at Qiao Yu's persistence, seeing it as nothing more than a futile struggle.

Being frozen by an ice mage, what good could come of it?

"Struggling?"

Qiao Yu's eyes lit up, the words from the crowd suddenly giving him an idea to break the stalemate.

"Today, I, Qiao, will see if my health bar is thicker than your mana bar."

He struggled with all his might, and cracks instantly appeared in the ice coffin Shi Shaorong had formed.

Shi Shaorong's expression changed. What kind of person was this man?

How could anyone have the strength to struggle while being frozen by her?

She hurriedly waved her staff to reinforce the ice coffin, smoothing out the cracks as soon as they appeared.

Qiao Yu's struggles and Shi Shaorong's reinforcements created a strange equilibrium.

Both of their statuses were rapidly declining, but Qiao Yu's was his health, while Shi Shaorong's was her mana.

Qiao Yu was gambling, betting that Shi Shaorong's mana pool was empty.

Shi Shaorong bit her silver teeth, finding herself in a difficult position. She had finally managed to freeze Qiao Yu and was unwilling to let him go.

However, maintaining the ice coffin consumed her mana, and a trickle of cold sweat ran down her smooth forehead, freezing into ice shards on her chin.

"Qiao Yu!"

"What?"

"Why are you fighting so hard? Even if you surrender, with your current points, you can still secure a spot in the top ten," Shi Shaorong said.

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"Huh? What are you talking about? Why don't you surrender?" Qiao Yu retorted.

"Because... I have a reason I can't lose!" Shi Shaorong's delicate face was full of determination.

"Really? Well, I have a reason I can't lose too."

"What is it?"

"The neighbor's dog had three puppies, and I need a nine-win streak to bring them some luck."

Shi Shaorong: "..."

She stopped speaking, biting her silver teeth, using all her strength to maintain the ice coffin.

As her mana depleted, Shi Shaorong's eyes grew increasingly desperate. From the start until now, the man across from her had lost at least a thousand health.

Why could he still hold on? Was this Qiao Yu's health infinite?

She had never encountered such a weirdo opponent.

"Cousin, I'm out."

With a powerful shake, Qiao Yu shattered the ice coffin into pieces on the ground.

Qiao Yu, his body red from the cold, shivered as he rubbed his shoulders and walked out.

Shi Shaorong's lips were pale, her face full of despair, her mana completely exhausted.

At this moment, she was as weak as a lamb to the slaughter, making anyone who saw her want to hold her and shower her with affection.

Qiao Yu was no exception. He returned Shi Shaorong's earlier words to her.

"Surrender, you've already lost."

Shi Shaorong closed her eyes without a word, her lips tightly pressed together.

"Sigh, I really can't do anything about you."

Qiao Yu sighed helplessly, reaching out to affectionately ruffle Shi Shaorong's hair, his tone as warm as an older brother dealing with a stubborn younger sister.

This action immediately caused a commotion among the CP-loving girls below.

"Wow! So sweet! They're perfect together!"

"This is too sweet! And they're both so good-looking, they're a perfect match!"

"The domineering young master and his stubborn sweetheart, sisters, I'm shipping them first!"

"So sweet, I want to be Shi Shaorong and experience Qiao Yu's head pat!"

Even Shi Shaorong herself was momentarily frozen. She had never been this close to a boy before.

The sudden head pat made her heart race.

The next second, Shi Shaorong's heart raced even faster.

Because Qiao Yu directly grabbed her hair and swung her into the air!

Qiao Yu gripped Shi Shaorong's light blue hair, his 286 strength attribute easily swinging her into the air.

Bang!

Shi Shaorong's body traced a perfect arc in the air, crashing into the stage and leaving a human-shaped crater.

Then Qiao Yu switched hands and swung her back.

Bang!

Another crater.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Shi Shaorong's curvy body was like a human sandbag in Qiao Yu's hands, being swung left and right.

The audience's eyes followed Qiao Yu's switching hands.

"Follow my left hand, right hand in slow motion, right hand left hand slow motion replay."

Shi Shaorong: "..."

"This song brings you joy, have you fallen in love with me?"