The rod was inches away from Xue Yaoyao and everyone watched with trepidation.
But right at this moment, Xue Yaoyao cast a freezing spell, freezing him in mid-air.
Yan Yixiao's character was still holding onto the rod as he was fixed to the spot.
Next was a hailstorm.
The hail seemed more like daggers, the spell causing a huge impact!
No one expected such a counter.
Wasn't she a newcomer?
How did a newcomer know that there was someone in the bushes?
"That big blow was beautifully executed." There weren't many who could receive a praise from Beauty Luo.
Zhao Sanpang arched his brows. "A beautiful coincidence?"
Beauty Luo turned to look at him. "Don't underestimate us women. Men aren't the only ones who can make an analysis, women can as well. Are you perhaps too bored recently and looking to be trashed?"
