Wei Ying turned around. Without using the icicle, she unleashed a palm strike at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen simply shook his head.
Suddenly, he released a chilly aura, and everything on the arena stage froze. Even Wei Ying's movements slowed down.
However, Ye Chen did not dare to use too much strength. After all, it was the Fiendish Blood Frost Physique controlling Wei Ying's body.
He grabbed Wei Ying's shoulder with his right hand and pushed her off the edge. At the same time, he grabbed her clothes to slow her fall and reduce the impact.
Unfortunately…
Rip! A crisp sound rang out, and Ye Chen froze.
The clothes on Wei Ying's back were torn off, exposing her back.
"Ah!"
Wei Ying screamed. Seeing that she was about to fall off the ring, Ye Chen no longer hesitated. He took a step forward and grabbed Wei Ying's wrist with his right hand. With a gentle pull, he pulled Wei Ying back again.
