He Cheated!

Unlike Jon who had been focused on chanting, the audience saw everything clearly. Ye Qingxuan had dodged at the exact moment the frost had shot out!? Like before, it was as if this were a planned performance. Ye Qingxuan stepped toward the left and only brushed shoulders with the frost!

"Jon, stop playing!" someone yelled angrily. "Get him!"

"Shut up," Jon yelled back, losing his temper. "I know!"

"Let’s see what tricks you have up your sleeve," Jon muttered from under his breath. He reached into his satchel again and pulled out a piece of metal. It was the size of a fingernail. The sharp thing emanated coldness. "If you can’t dodge this one, then you’ll have to lie down obediently!" he muttered, and began chanting.

"Objection!" Charles called, seeing the metal in his hands. "That’s too vicious! He’s using fatal runes! This is deliberate murder!"