"Chi Fei, you've lost. Give me the Iceflame Fruits! You should have at least three left after a year's time."
Zhong Liyue looked at Chi Fei, who was stepping down from the arena, and spoke.
Chi Fei's expression was grim. He was unwilling at heart, but a loss was a loss.
Moreover, in front of so many disciples of the Great Qian Martial Institute, having agreed to the bet, it was impossible for him to renege so blatantly.
"Fine, Zhong Liyue. We're not done here!"
With a wave of his hand, three Iceflame Fruits flew out from his Spirit Ring.
The Iceflame Fruits, with their edges in white, were crystal clear; even wisps of mist, like smoke, emanated from them.
Meanwhile, near the stem and the core, they were fiery red.
These were Iceflame Fruits, which were of significant help to Martial Artists in the Divine Might Realm, aiding in the tempering of Divine Might, refinement of Spiritual Qi, and the concentration of True Yuan.
