Long Xiaoyao approved of Huo Yuhao from the bottom of his heart. He was impressed by the spirit that Huo Yuhao demonstrated in his fist. Whether it was his comprehension of the Sovereign's Descent, the combination of his soul and spiritual powers or his compet.i.tive will, he had reached the highest level of a Soul King. Even Dragon G.o.d Douluo Mu En couldn't compare to him at this age.

　　Huo Yuhao retracted his fist and drifted down. He did something no one imagined. As he retracted his fist, he made a sideways flip and did a handstand. At the same time, a strong chill was released from his body. It felt like a tornado that was initiated by a snowstorm and windstorm.

　　His index finger was pressing against the ground and he started to revolve quickly with his finger as the center. A layer of orangey-gold light surfaced on his body. An extreme chill engulfed him and the Dragon Emperor Douluo.

　　"Ultimate Ice?" Long Xiaoyao was stunned as he said.

　　As Huo Yuhao flipped his left hand, the snow and windstorm that was expanding outwards stopped. Only his palm was gently struck towards Long Xiaoyao's belly. He was using a capturing technique from Tang Sect, but he changed from a grabbing motion to a slapping motion.