He Xu took a deep breath and looked at Shen Yanxiao with a strange expression.
Initially, he had only treated this matter as a disgusting brawl. However, after combining all the information he had obtained, he came to a ridiculous conclusion.
A little fellow who was still a cyan elf more than twenty days ago had injured a black elf not long after entering the advanced training camp.
But this black elf suddenly died…
He Xu was puzzled as to how Shui Ling had died, but at the same time, he was amazed at the savage fighting strength of this little elf.
A cross-level spar and even achieved victory??
It was no wonder Mo Yu and the others spared no effort in recommending him. It was also no wonder that Elder Yue had accepted this low-level elf.
"Cough, Yan Xiao, what is your current level?" He Xu was very curious about Shen Yanxiao's current level.
