In American comics, drawing cards reveals wave-particle duality

The cold air around Meng Po expanded rapidly in her rage, and icy mist like substance burst out from her body.

The moisture in the air instantly condensed under this extremely cold and gloomy force, turning into countless tiny ice crystals suspended in the air, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

The entire yard seemed to have turned into an ice crystal palace. The cold air formed a web in the air, and each strand contained a terrifying power that was enough to freeze life.

"Things that don't know whether to live or die!"

She pushed her jade hand forward, and a faint blue light appeared in her palm.

"Let me show you... what real power is!"

Before he could finish his words, countless ice cones whizzed in from all directions like a deadly hail.

Each icicle exudes a biting chill, and the tip is so sharp that it seems to be able to pierce through the void.

The air even made a sharp whistling sound when they passed through it, as if millions of evil spirits were howling.

Daniel crossed his arms over his chest, the dragon flame in his body burning wildly, forming a golden flame barrier around him.

The ice cones hit the barrier with a deafening explosion. Most of them turned into steam and dissipated the moment they came into contact with the pure yang force, but a steady stream of ice cones continued to attack, gradually breaking through his defense.

Several ice spikes broke through the flame barrier, leaving deep wounds on his arms and shoulders.

Blood gushed out, but before it hit the ground it was frozen by the extreme cold air and turned into blood crystals that floated in the air.

Daniel endured the pain and took advantage of this opportunity to dash forward.

His figure left a golden afterimage in the air, and all the pure yang power was concentrated in his fist.

"Buzz-"

The temperature of this punch has reached an extreme level, the air is burned and makes an explosion, and even tiny plasma can be seen jumping around the fist.

"Little tricks!"

Meng Po sneered, raised her white hand slightly, and spread out her five fingers.

In an instant, a huge shield composed of countless hexagonal ice crystals condensed in front of her. Mysterious runes were engraved on the surface of the ice crystals, flashing with strange light.

"Boom!"

Daniel's fist slammed heavily on the ice shield, causing a loud earth-shaking noise.

The power of pure yang and extreme yin surged wildly at the collision point, and the generated energy fluctuations even tore apart the surrounding air, forming a vacuum zone.

Several cracks appeared on the surface of the ice shield, but they quickly healed on their own.

However, Daniel felt a biting chill in his fist. The cold air released by the runes penetrated his body through his fist, trying to freeze his meridians.

"Is that all you have?"

Meng Po's voice remained calm, but a hint of murderous intent flashed in her eyes.

Her right hand suddenly flipped over, and her five fingers were like hooks, grabbing towards Daniel's chest.

This grab seems gentle, but it contains the most yin power of heaven and earth.

The air condensed into sharp ice claws at her fingertips, and even the light seemed to be frozen wherever she passed.

Daniel wanted to step back, but found that his feet were frozen in place by the cold air that had spread from nowhere.

At the critical moment, the dragon flame in his body erupted again, forming a golden pillar of fire that shot up into the sky.

This pure yang force shattered the ice beneath his feet and also allowed him to avoid the fatal blow.

But Meng Po's ice claws still scratched his chest, leaving five deep wounds on his skin that were visible to the bone.

"Fuck-"

Blood gushed out like a fountain, but strangely, these wounds did not cause any pain at all.

Because the flesh and nerves at the wound were instantly frozen, forming a layer of dark red ice crystals.

Daniel suppressed his physical discomfort and moved forward again.

His fists and feet fell like a violent storm, condensing pure yang power and drawing golden tracks in the air.

But Meng Po's figure was like a ghost. She could always avoid the vital points at the critical moment, and at the same time, she would strike back with a cold palm strike.

The two sides fought back and forth for dozens of rounds.

Daniel's attacks became more and more fierce, and the dragon flame in his body burned more and more vigorously.

But Meng Po always maintained a calm attitude, and it was more like she was teasing the younger generation rather than fighting back.

Finally, during an exchange of attacks, Meng Po found an opportunity. At the moment when Daniel threw a heavy punch, her figure suddenly became ethereal, and she passed by his fist like a wisp of cold smoke.

The next moment, her palm was already pressed on Daniel's chest. At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

Under the moonlight, a cruel smile flashed in Meng Po's deep eyes.

Her palm seemed to be gently touching Daniel's chest, but it gave people the illusion that a tremendous force was about to explode.

"The Dark Flute."

As soon as these two words came out, the temperature in the entire courtyard dropped sharply.

The moisture in the air condensed into tiny ice crystals in an instant, reflecting a cold light under the moonlight.

A terrible cold current burst out from her palm and poured into Daniel's body like a flood breaking through a dam.

Wherever the cold air passed, even the air was frozen into fine frost.

This cold air was a hundred times stronger than any previous attack.

The dragon flame burning in Daniel's body was suppressed in an instant, like a candle under the scorching sun, swaying and struggling, but ultimately unable to withstand the chill that came from the depths of hell.

The cold current was like millions of fine ice needles, which instantly broke through Long Yan's defense and directly invaded his meridians.

Daniel felt a piercing chill spreading from his chest.

That feeling was like being thrown into an ice cave that had been there for thousands of years, or like being stabbed into the body by thousands of sharp blades made of ice at the same time.

His blood began to coagulate at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his meridians were covered with ice like rivers in winter.

The dragon flame in his body made a final struggle, but like a candle in the wind, it gradually went out under the terrible chill.

Starting from his chest, a layer of crystal frost began to spread throughout his body.

The frost was not ordinary white, but had a strange green color, as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell.

The frost spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming complex ice crystal patterns on the surface of his skin, as if some mysterious spell was spreading over his body.

"Kaka——"

His skin gradually lost its color and turned pale as paper. The blood flowing in his veins began to coagulate, forming crystals under his skin like rubies.

Every muscle fiber, every inch of skin, became stiff under the terrible cold.

Fine ice crystals bloomed on his skin like deadly frost flowers.

Daniel wanted to struggle, but his body was no longer under his control.

Every cell is frozen in this extreme cold, and the nerves are numb in this chill.

His consciousness began to become blurred, as if he was shrouded in a layer of eternal frost.

In his last moment of clarity, he saw a sneer of confidence on Meng Po's face.

That smile was colder than ice, like the smile of death.

"Since you have chosen to be the enemy of Elder Kunlun, then don't blame me for being ruthless..."

Her voice was gentle, but it carried unmistakable murderous intent.

As she finished her words, she waved her jade hand lightly, and her five fingers were like five sharp swords drawn from their sheaths.

A cold light drew a graceful and deadly arc in the air and went straight to Huang Wei's forehead.

The cold light condensed into dozens of ice needles, each of which flashed a deadly cold light, enough to penetrate steel.

"Do not......"

Daniel's voice stopped abruptly because even his vocal cords were frozen.

The final scene was reflected in his pupils:

Huang Wei's terrified face, Meng Po's cold smile, and the deadly ice needle.

His body was completely frozen, turning into a lifelike ice sculpture.

But at this moment, a bloody object broke through the air, dragging a long blood mist, and crashed into those deadly ice needles at an incredible speed, smashing them all.

Shattered ice crystals danced in the air like fragments of diamonds, reflecting the eerie moonlight.

The object finally fell heavily to the ground in front of Meng Po, causing a circle of bloody ripples.

Meng Po looked closely and found that it was a dragon head.

(Tribute to the hero)

The dark scales were still stained with fresh blood, which dripped down the lines of the scales and gathered into a small pool of blood on the ground.

The ferocious dragon eyes were wide open, and unimaginable fear seemed to be frozen in the pupils.

Even death could not erase the horror that penetrated deep into her bones. Meng Po recognized the owner of this head.

That's a black dragon!

The Black Dragon, like her, was the most honorable being in the Kunlun Elder Council, but at this moment, his head was chopped off like cutting melons and vegetables.

The temperature in the yard dropped sharply again, and even the air seemed to be freezing.

The snow fell silently from the sky, but was frozen into solid ice by the terrible cold before it hit the ground.

Meng Po slowly lowered her head and stared at the dragon head. Her delicate face twisted for a moment, as ferocious as a demon from hell, and then she regained her composure.

But that calmness was more chilling than the rage, like the dead silence before the storm.

"It seems,"

She spoke softly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

"I'm not the only visitor tonight..."

Huang Wei, who was standing by, seized this opportunity and tried to escape in the chaos.

But as soon as she turned around, she felt a piercing chill sweeping through her body.

The chill was even more intense than when it attacked Daniel before, as if it could freeze the soul.

Her movements became sluggish and fine ice crystals began to form on the surface of her skin.

"What's the rush?"

Meng Po's voice came from behind, gentle but threatening.

"Since someone has sent such a big surprise, why don't we wait together to see which great person has come to visit?"