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On one side of the platform, Ming Yuelin stood, her stance relaxed yet firm and her fists loosely clenched at her sides.

She wore no weapon, no armor, only a simple training robe that allowed her free movement.

Opposite to her was Chun Zing, a swordswoman clad in icy blue robes that shimmered with ice, held a long, slender blade.

Her face was pale and her blue eyes reflected an unyielding calm, as the wind stirred, a flurry of ice particles trailed around her, encasing the ground beneath her feet in thin sheets of ice.

The referee raised his hand, signaling the start of the match.

"Begin!"

Chun Zing wasted no time and with a sharp flick of her wrist, she unleashed a wave of ice, the frigid energy spiraling from her blade in jagged shards that hurtled toward Ming Yuelin.
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Ming Yuelin's eyes narrowed and her body tensed as she sprang forward, her movements swift and fluid like a coiled spring released.

*woosh* The ice shards crashed against the ground where she had stood moments before, exploding into a frosty mist.

Undeterred, Chun Zing followed up with a precise thrust, her blade glowing with icy blue light.

The tip of the sword extended like a lance of iceberg aiming directly for Ming Yuelin's chest.

Ming Yuelin pivoted, her foot slamming into the ground with a resounding crack as she dodged.

*thrissh* The ice lance grazed her side, but she pressed forward, her muscles rippling as she lunged toward her.

She reached Chun Zing and raised her hand, giving a powerful straight punch aimed at Chun Zing's midsection.

Chun Zing barely managed to raise her sword to block, but the force of the blow sent her skidding backward, her boots scraping against the icy surface she had created.

"Is that all?" Ming Yuelin taunted, her breath visible in the cold air surrounding her.

She rolled her shoulders, as she prepared for her next attack.

Chun Zing responded with a sharp smirk, the ice around her intensifying and she swung her sword in a wide arc, creating a crescent of ice that surged toward Yuelin.

The ground froze in its path, the air turning bitterly cold.

Ming Yuelin met the attack head-on, her fist glowing faintly with energy as she punched forward with all her might.

*THRASSHH* The crescent of ice shattered on impact, the shards scattering harmlessly around her.

*woosh* She didn't stop there and using the momentum of her strike, she dashed forward, her body blurring in the mist.

*swoosh* Chun Zing twisted to the side, narrowly avoiding a spinning kick aimed at her head and countered with a quick slash, the edge of her blade trailing ice that expanded into a burst of icy spikes.

Ming Yuelin leaped high into the air, the spikes grazing the soles of her feet as she flipped over Chun Zing, landing gracefully behind her.

She spun immediately, delivering a sweeping kick that collided with Chun Zing's sword.

*crack* The force of the impact sent vibrations up Chun Zing's arm, and her grip on the sword wavered.

"You're strong," Chun Zing admitted.

"But strength alone won't win this fight."

She raised her blade high, the icy aura around it intensifying and she drove it into the ground, sending a shockwave of ice spreading outward.

Thick walls of ice erupted from the ground, encasing the arena in a labyrinth of crystalline barriers.

Ming Yuelin didn't falter and charged forward, her fists slamming into the nearest wall.

*THOOM* The ice cracked and shattered under her blows, the shards raining down around her like glimmering diamonds.

Chun Zing appeared from behind one of the barriers, her blade slicing through the air in a deadly arc.

Ming Yuelin ducked low, her hands pressing against the icy ground for support as she swept her leg out in a powerful kick.

Chun Zing leapt back, her movements as fluid as the flowing ice that followed her sword.

*boom* The two clashed again, Ming Yuelin's raw strength meeting Chun Zing's precise strikes.

*boom* *boom* Each blow sent shockwaves through the arena, the crowd cheering wildly.

Ming Yuelin's fists were relentless, her punches cracking through every icy defense Chun Zing conjured.

Chun Zing's expression remained calm, but a bead of sweat trickled down her temple.

She spun her blade in a rapid motion, creating a vortex of ice that threatened to engulf Yuelin.

But Ming Yuelin didn't retreat and she dove straight into the vortex.

Her fists and feet moved in a flurry, each strike breaking through the icy winds.

With a deep breath, she delivered a powerful uppercut that dispelled the vortex entirely, the ice exploding outward in a dazzling display.

Chun Zing staggered, her sword arm trembling as she raised it again but before she could strike, Ming Yuelin was upon her, delivering a devastating elbow to her shoulder.

Chun Zing's grip on her sword faltered, and the blade clattered to the ground.

Seizing the opportunity, Ming Yuelin spun, delivering a final, bone-shaking kick to Chun Zing's midsection.

*woosh* Chun Zing was sent flying, crashing into one of the remaining ice walls with enough force to shatter it.

*thoom* She fell to the ground, coughing as the cold mist around her dissipated.

Ming Yuelin stood tall, her chest heaving as she caught her breath.

Her fists were red and raw, her knuckles bleeding slightly from the sheer force of her attacks, but she had a smug smile on her face.

Chun Zing struggled to her feet, her hand clutching her side as she gave a small, wry smile. "You win," she admitted, her voice soft but sincere.

Ming Yuelin extended a hand to her, her blue eyes gleaming with respect.

Chun Zing hesitated before taking it, allowing Ming Yuelin to help her up.

"You're strong too," MingYuelin said with a faint smile. "But I guess fists beat ice today."

"Haha.. yeah."

...

*woosh* The wind elemental shifted immediately, and with a flick of his wrist, the young man summoned a spiraling gust that surged toward Xue Hua, its force ripping up fragments of the arena's stone floor. *creek*

Xue Hua stood her ground, her feet planted firmly as she raised her gauntlets and slammed them together, creating a shockwave that dispersed the wind attack in an instant.

The crowd gasped as the sheer force of her counter rippled outward, scattering dust and debris.

The young man spun, as he manipulated the wind around him, sending a series of razor-sharp gusts slicing through the air toward her.

*woosh* Xue Hua dashed forward to meet the attack head-on, her gauntlets glowing faintly as she punched the first gust with a resounding crack.

The impact shattered the wind slice, sending harmless wisps spiraling around her.

Another gust came from her side, but she pivoted, her gauntlet smashing into the air with precision, dispersing it effortlessly.

Wha-

The young man's eyes widened slightly as she closed the distance between them in a heartbeat.

Her first punch came fast, a straight jab aimed directly at his chest.

*woosh* He barely managed to twist his body, the shockwave from her fist grazing his ribs and throwing him off balance.

And he countered immediately, summoning a whirlwind around himself to push her back.

*woosh* The vortex howled, lifting him slightly off the ground as he regained control.

Xue Hua skidded backward but didn't lose her footing and leapt high into the air, her gauntlets glowing brighter as she brought them down in a double-fisted strike.

The force of her landing sent a shockwave through the arena, cracking the ground and disrupting the young man's whirlwind.

He stumbled, his footing unsteady as Xue Hua lunged at him again.

*swish* This time, she feinted a punch to his left before spinning into a low kick aimed at his legs.

The young man leaped into the air, carried by a gust of wind that sent him soaring above her.

From above, he raised both hands, summoning a massive gale that roared down toward her like a falling storm.

Xue Hua crossed her gauntlets above her head, bracing herself as the gale crashed into her.

The force was immense, pushing her back and leaving cracks in the ground beneath her feet.

With a burst of energy, she swung her arms outward, dispersing the gale with sheer strength.

The young man landed lightly on his feet and thrust his hands forward, unleashing a concentrated blade of wind that cut through the air with terrifying speed.

*swoosh* Xue Hua dodged to the side as the wind blade slicing through the stone pillar behind her, leaving a clean cut.

She didn't give him time to prepare another strike and closed the distance with explosive speed.

*woosh* Her first punch aimed for his midsection, and though he conjured a barrier of wind to block it, the sheer power of her strike shattered it like glass.

The impact sent him flying backward, but Xue Hua wasn't done.

She dashed forward again, and her next strike was a roundhouse kick that connected with his side, sending him sprawling once more.

The young man coughed, struggling to rise as the winds around him faltered "I-i give up..."

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