Tang Nazhi had seen Qi Xia in action during one of those competitions. From the start of the teacher's announcement to the end of the competition, it had only taken three seconds.
Qi Xia's sexy thin lips parted as he gently waved the staff that he wielded with his slender hand.
The unlucky idiots in front of him did not even have the chance to open their mouths before a massive fireball smashed them against the wall.
Brute, he was such a brute!
How was that considered as participation in the competition? It seemed as if he was there to crush the other students' confidence.
"Yang Xi and the rest should be arriving shortly. Perhaps they can catch the result." Qi Xia slung his arms on Tang Nazhi's shoulders while he held onto the fan.
