The anticipated face-slapping scene did not occur.
As the golden shimmering fist approached Ming Aoshuang, the motion suddenly slowed down, the punching speed became slower and slower, and finally, the fist was completely frozen when it was less than half a foot from Ming Aoshuang's face.
Just like the Green Frost Sword, Ming Aoshuang's body also generated a low-temperature space around it, with the ground under her feet frozen with a thick layer of ice, and the air filled with chilling Innate True Qi.
The golden shimmer could not dispel the influence of this chilling True Qi and was immediately frozen upon close contact.
Fang Zhou was taken aback at this sight but didn't dare infuse Innate True Qi into the golden shimmer because his True Qi was limited and had to be used sparingly without waste.
Ming Aoshuang also noticed the substitute's attack and smirked coldly, "A petty trick!"
"It's over!"
