At the same time, Qiao Sang issued an instruction: "Up."
As her voice fell, Zhidao Xiong gathered its strength and leapt up, shooting upwards like a white light.
But just as it reached tens of meters high, a giant ice cone, resembling a small mountain, suddenly appeared about five meters above it.
The Blizzard did not completely obscure everything in the arena; when the giant ice cone appeared in the air, Wakhe caught a glimpse of its outline.
Damn it... Wakhe's pupils constricted, just as he thought to issue a command.
But it was already too late. 0.05 seconds after he saw the giant ice cone appear, there was a loud "bang," and Zhidao Xiong's head violently collided with it.
Ice shards scattered down from the sky.
"Zhidao!!!"
Zhidao Xiong let out a piteous cry and rapidly fell from the sky.
"Zhidao Xiong's head hit the giant ice cone again!" the commentator's voice rose at the right moment.
An uproar spread across the spectator seats.
