Auxiliary Women's Strategy: A Virtuous Wife Helps the King to Rule the World

The next day, they had a rare break because the magician group still needed to play a few more games to decide the top 64.

This brief break allowed everyone to relax to a certain extent, but the air was still filled with tension and anticipation. Everyone knew that the real fierce competition was still to come.

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Finally, the long-awaited round of 64 began. The rules had been slightly altered this time, with each group now divided into two halves, with matches played one after the other. Strikingly, the original fifty arenas in the center of the arena had vanished, replaced by a single, massive arena. This magnificent arena stood majestically in the center, seemingly waiting for the strongest fighters to showcase their prowess.

Mo Dao Gu was fortunately assigned to the first half of the match, which took place today. However, he remained calm and composed, as if fully prepared for the upcoming fierce battle and unafraid of any masters of the same realm.

First up is the magician group.

In the clamorous arena of the Sixty-Four Magicians' Round, Bingyao, the aloof woman from the Ice Demon City, stepped gently onto the battle stage. The Magic Dao Gu had a good impression of this girl; she had some strength.

She was graceful, her ice-blue dress fluttering in the breeze, its hem like flowing glacial water, seemingly blending with the surrounding air. Her skin, as translucent as ice and snow, shimmered enchantingly in the sunlight, like frost on a winter's day. Her eyes were firm and cold, like a thousand-year-old ice, making anyone afraid to approach. She clutched the Ice Spirit Sword tightly in her hand, its blade emanating a chill that seemed to freeze everything around her in an instant.

Her opponent, the mage Yan Lie from Flamewind City, was a burly, menacing man. He wore a fiery red battle robe, embroidered with vivid, blazing flames, as if he himself were a blazing, incandescent fire. His sturdy arms, bulging with muscle, held boundless power. In his hands, he wielded a flaming sword, its blade ablaze, as if fresh from a scorching furnace. The heat radiated, the intensity terrifying.

The audience's attention was focused on the two men, one of ice and one of fire, anticipating a fierce duel. The referee gave the order, and the match officially began.

Yan Lie launched the attack first. His eyes widened, and he roared, his aura surging like a volcano about to erupt. "Burning fire!" With a roar, he swung his Flame Sword, and a stream of blazing sword energy roared out, leaping towards Bing Yao like a raging fire dragon. Wherever the flaming sword energy passed, the air was burned and twisted, emitting a sharp crackling sound, as if the flames were roaring in anger.

Bingyao, however, remained unhurried. Her figure was as lithe as a dancing snowflake, and she dodged to the side, the fierce flaming sword energy brushing past the edge of her clothes. Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of coldness flashing through them. She gently raised the Ice Spirit Sword in her hand and shouted, "Ice Soul Shield!" Instantly, a crystal-clear ice shield quickly formed before her. Like a massive wall of ice crystals, the shield blocked the remaining surging heat waves, preventing them from even getting close.

Seeing his strike miss, Yan Lie, far from being discouraged, instead fueled his inner fighting spirit. He swung the Fiery Sword once more with a powerful, fierce movement. "Scorching Sun Storm!" This time, raging flames erupted from the blade, forming an immensely powerful firestorm that swept towards Bing Yao. Within the firestorm, a massive flaming beast could be vaguely seen, its claws bared, its ferocious form seemingly ready to devour Bing Yao and utterly destroy her.

Bingyao remained calm in the face of this ferocious, annihilating attack. She gripped the Ice Spirit Sword firmly with both hands, pouring her spiritual energy into it continuously. The chill emanating from the sword grew intensified, as if it could freeze the entire world. "Ice and snow!" she cried delicately, swung the Ice Spirit Sword forward, and a wave of frigid energy surged from it. Instantly, the surrounding temperature plummeted, as if plunged into a freezing cold land. The fierce firestorm, met by this chilling aura, instantly weakened, as if strangled by an invisible hand. Finally, it was frozen in mid-air, transforming into a dazzling fusion of ice and fire, a dreamlike spectacle teeming with danger.

The audience couldn't help but gasp in amazement at this scene. They were deeply impressed by Bingyao's superb skills and calm response in the face of danger, and they also cheered for Yanlie's powerful strength and indomitable fighting spirit. The atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

Seeing Bingyao easily neutralize his successive attacks, Yan Lie couldn't help but feel a surge of impatience. He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself, his chest heaving violently, his inner turmoil evident. He unleashed an even more powerful attack, his voice practically clenched between his teeth. "Burning Heaven with Blazing Flames!" He poured all his spiritual energy into the Blazing Sword without reservation. The flames on the blade instantly surged, transforming into a massive pillar of fire that shot straight into the heavens. Then, like a meteor, the pillar of fire plummeted, slamming down towards Bingyao with destructive force.

Bingyao sensed the immense power of the blow, knowing full well she couldn't take it head-on. She dodged, disappearing like a ghost. The powerful pillar of fire crashed into the arena with a deafening roar, instantly creating a massive crater. Flames and thick smoke billowed, a scene reminiscent of the end of the world.

Just as Yan Lie was searching for Bing Yao, she suddenly appeared behind him. "Ice Soul Piercing!" She thrust the Ice Spirit Sword in her hand forward, sending a blast of cold sword energy like lightning straight into Yan Lie's back. The chill it brought seemed to pierce his soul.

Yan Lie reacted quickly, spun around, and swung his flaming sword with all his might, attempting to block the fatal blow. With a resounding "bang!", the forces of ice and fire collided fiercely once again, producing a massive impact. Both were knocked back several steps by the powerful force, their feet leaving deep marks on the ring.

At this point, both were already panting, their foreheads covered in sweat, and their breathing had become rapid. But their eyes were still filled with fighting spirit, a determination and desire for victory.

Bingyao knew she couldn't continue in this stalemate; she had to end the fight quickly. Deciding to unleash her ultimate move, she gripped the Ice Spirit Sword tightly with both hands, raised it high, and muttered something that sounded like an ancient spell. The surrounding cold air began to converge frantically towards her, and the light emanating from the sword grew increasingly dazzling, radiant and dazzling, as if it could illuminate the entire dark world. "Ice Prison, Chilling Heart!" she shouted, swung the Ice Spirit Sword fiercely. Instantly, a suffocatingly powerful chill surged from the sword, transforming into a massive iceberg that pressed down on Yanlie. The iceberg carried an endless pressure, as if to crush everything.

Yan Lie felt the deadly threat of this attack, but he didn't flinch. He gritted his teeth, a flicker of determination in his eyes, and raised his flaming sword once more. "Flame God Possession!" His body was instantly enveloped in blazing flames, transforming into a massive flaming giant. With determined steps, he charged towards the massive iceberg, his momentum seemingly determined to challenge heaven and earth.

With a resounding "boom!", the forces of ice and fire collided fiercely once again. The entire arena was enveloped in a dazzling light, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. The light was so intense that it was impossible to look directly at it, as if it could pierce one's eyes.

After a moment, the light gradually dissipated. Bingyao stood at one end of the arena, her face pale as a sheet, but her eyes brimming with the joy of victory. Yanlie collapsed at the other end of the arena. His flaming sword had lost its radiance, becoming dim and lifeless. The flames on his body gradually died out, leaving only fatigue and unwillingness.

The referee walked onto the stage and loudly announced Bingyao's victory, successfully advancing to the top 32. Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly rang out from the audience, the sound like surging waves, one after another.

Bingyao bowed slightly to the audience, her movements graceful and dignified. Then she turned and walked off the stage, ready for the fiercer battle to come.

This wonderful duel gave people a new understanding of Bingyao's strength and made everyone look forward to the upcoming games even more eagerly.