358: Chapter 358 The Freeze of Thought

At this moment, Lin Yu was not idle.

From the moment Lin Yao began her chant, his preparations started simultaneously.

His movements were extremely subtle, one could even say there were no movements at all.

Only inside the armor, a high-speed interaction was occurring between his Spiritual Power and the cards.

【Multiplication Card】.

One-fold.

Two-fold.

Four-fold.

Eight-fold... after each Multiplication, he would quickly use Frost Technique once.

He didn't choose a violent spell like Lightning Spell, because the power after stacking the multipliers would be too terrifying and easy to lose control of.

And Frost Technique, an Apprentice-level spell, had negligible power on its own, which gave him the room to stack multipliers frantically.

Every stack was a fresh deconstruction and reorganization of the spell's structure.

His understanding of Frost Technique was deepening layer by layer at a terrifying speed.

Master one, master them all.

The profound mastery he had accumulated in Lightning Spell allowed him to learn by analogy, causing his proficiency in this first-time spell to soar.

At this moment, Lin Yu already had a rough idea of where his limit of control lay.

Approximately one billion times.

It was enough.

Inside the observation deck, all the analysts held their breath, their full attention focused on the man in the arena.

Wen Yan.

The light constantly flickering on his body was a sign that he was exerting his full power.

Each layer of halo represented a top-tier defensive or buffing technique; their energy fluctuations and structural complexity nearly overloaded the analysts' data recording equipment.

Even at the Organization, combat records regarding members of the Fangs Special Operations Team were extremely rare.

Being able to witness it with their own eyes today was a pleasant surprise.

Everyone's eyes were wide open, for fear of missing any detail.

Most people speculated that Wen Yan might be able to withstand Lin Yao's world-destroying strike, but the process would certainly not be easy.

After all, those hundred thousand figures suspended in the sky and the long-brewing torrent of spells about to pour down were truly terrifying.

As for Lin Yu, who was originally Lin Yao's opponent, he had been completely left aside at this moment.

No one paid attention to him anymore.

The slight annoyance in Lin Yao's heart about being interrupted also vanished at this moment.

Her brother was right behind her.

And the man in front of her was ridiculously strong.

This was fine too.

She could show her current strength to her brother without reservation, and she didn't have to worry about actually hurting him.

Thinking this way, Lin Yao's state of mind immediately cleared.

She no longer had any scruples and poured all her Spiritual Power into this imminent ultimate strike, aiming directly at Wen Yan.

“All units attention! Set energy monitoring to the maximum! Adjust precision to the highest level!”

“Full power to the arena's protective arrays! Prepare for impact!”

Team Leader Liu ordered loudly, and the observation deck became a scene of bustling activity.

All analysts maxed out their instruments, gauges, and monitoring items; not a single subtle energy change could be missed.

They had even made preliminary predictions that this confrontation might last for more than three minutes.

At this moment, a most senior analyst pushed up his glasses and spoke in a deep voice.

“Prepare for a protracted battle; estimated confrontation time is over ten minutes.”

Ten minutes!

Everyone was shocked.

They knew Lin Yao was strong, but they hadn't expected that in the senior's assessment, she could contend with a renowned member of the Fangs Special Operations Team for as long as ten minutes.

But since the veteran had spoken, naturally no one questioned it.

Everyone immediately adjusted their equipment parameters, preparing for a protracted battle.

Within these ten minutes, all data had to be recorded without missing a single bit or making the slightest error.

In the Duel Arena.

Lin Yao's chant reached its end.

“Go!”

The young girl gave a clear cry.

Above the firmament, that brilliant sea of stars constructed by a hundred thousand clones instantly boiled!

A hundred thousand torrents of spells, merging fire, frost, lightning, and storms... transformed into a pillar of colored light piercing through heaven and earth, crashing down toward Wen Yan's position!

The world lost its sound at this moment.

Light swallowed everything.

The analysts stared intently at the screens, their hearts in their throats.

The ten-minute Epic Rank confrontation begins now!

However.

The expected earth-shattering explosion did not happen.

The sustained energy clash did not appear either.

Just an instant before that pillar of colored light, capable of destroying everything, was about to touch the light armor on Wen Yan's body.

A very faint, very subtle white cold air quietly drifted out from Lin Yu's fingertip behind Wen Yan.

There was no sound.

There was no light.

There wasn't even a trace of energy fluctuation.

It was like a wisp of morning mist, floating lightly toward that world-destroying torrent of spells.

In the next instant.

Time seemed to have been pressed with a pause button.

The roaring pillar of colored light descending from the sky was instantly frozen starting from its very front.

The violent flames solidified into colored glass.

The surging lightning transformed into translucent amber.

The invisible storm was shaped into an ice sculpture.

The freezing spread, climbing upward at a speed that transcended the limits of vision.

One second.

Just one second.

The entire torrent of spells piercing through heaven and earth, along with the hundred thousand star clones above the firmament, was completely frozen into an unimaginably massive ice crystal sculpture.

This was Lin Yu's understanding: frost in the truest sense could freeze not just moisture and air, but even energy!

The storm composed of countless energies remained stationary in mid-air, frozen in its posture of about to crash down, with various elemental lights still flickering inside, magnificent yet eerie.

The cold air did not stop there.

It spread silently.

The first to be affected was Wen Yan.

The dozens of layers of dazzling defensive light armor on his body let out a crisp "crack" the moment they touched the cold air.

Like glass struck by a hammer.

Cracks spread rapidly from the point of contact.

One layer, two layers, three layers... the light armor cracked, peeled, and disintegrated continuously from the inside out, dissipating into a sky full of light specks.

Wen Yan's face still bore that calm and confident expression, or rather, he didn't even have time to change his expression.

Before he could make any reaction, he was covered in a thin layer of white frost, becoming a human-shaped ice sculpture.

Inside the observation deck, there was dead silence.

All the analysts remained in their working postures from the previous second, physically frozen in place.

The freezing of the entire venue was estimated to have lasted for over thirty seconds, after which a spring breeze blew past, and everything returned to life.

The word "Go" was still on the young girl's lips.

The veteran's sharp shout had just ended.

Wen Yan's confident smile had not yet faded.

Everything in the arena seemed exactly the same as thirty seconds ago.

Except for the terrifying torrent of spells that had completely vanished, the layers of five-colored shields on Wen Yan, and the countless completely destroyed instruments and gauges.

In the eerie silence, an intern researcher spoke up, full of confusion.

“Didn't they say it was a protracted battle? Why did the fighting stop?”