Three quarters later, Zhao Xing was still caught.
Under an artificial hill, Shen Zhui slightly panted, pressing the iron ruler against the top of Zhao Xing's head.
Zhao Xing was briefly stunned, then put away his spell.
"Brother Shen, you have won again."
Shen Zhui took back the iron ruler, his eyes somewhat surprised "Mr. Zhao, your progress is too fast; this is just the third duel and you can already summon lightning and this peculiar rain... it took me a full three-quarters to catch you."
"A loss is a loss, Brother Shen, there's no need to comfort me."
Shen Zhui shook his head "I'm telling the truth; after the first quarter, my Primordial Energy consumption was three times higher than last time. By the second quarter, my movement technique was no longer subtle."
The Ice Rain consumed a lot of vital energy, after all, this spell could freeze Primordial Energy. When Zheng Lun used it in an ambush, the Big Spear Soldier was directly frozen into an ice stick.
