Chapter 515: Another Battle with Yuan En

len into quicksand. 。 can I ever escape 。Having no other choice, he could only turn around and release the Kōryū dagger. 。With a sharp *crack*, a powerful force struck, sending Xie Xie flying backwar...Reax;Why did Xie Xai become so strong And what about Xu Xiaoyan's control

It was she who stripped Duanhun Xiao of his ability to resist, it was she who at the last moment deprived Ye Xingmo of a chance to retaliate. 。Although their cooperation didn't seem very harmonious, they won effortlessly in this match. 。They won, first grade class one, they won. 。A wave of applause erupted as Xie Xihe and Xu Xiaoyan walked off the stage. 。On this side of the classroom, it's all cheers and applause. 。Only five people were comparatively silent. 。"One-on-one, did you win" Luo Gui Xing asked Xu Yu Cheng who was not far away. 。Xu Yucheng's eyes were a little dazed, "I don't know" 。"With his arrogance, saying these three words alone is enough to prove many things." 。Yuan En Ye Hui was also still in a daze. She had just clearly seen that when Xie Xie defeated Duan Hun Xiao, his eyes were looking at her. When he defeated Ye Xing Mo, his eyes were also on her. 。He wasn't speaking, no words were needed. His actions spoke volumes, a silent question posed to himself: how could I not be as strong He had truly grown in power. His focus during battle, his grasp of the situation, his understanding of his own martial spirit – all were worlds apart from before. 。Just like two people. 。Maybe their team's brilliance is really because Tang Wulin is too dazzling, and the others are mostly overshadowed. 。and in fact, each of them is quite capable. 。Xu Xiaoyan, wasn't she also strengthening that starlight feedback soul technique This was her first time seeing it too. 。No wonder Tang Wulin had such confidence. 。 Grade One Class One, was even more powerful than I imagined. 。The students in Grade Two, Class One, generally had very pale faces. 。 。The match was over too quickly, the entire battle lasting less than a minute. 。ound. 。Facing the reversal, delay, and soul separation, Tang Wulin boldly swung out his pair of golden dragon claws. In the midst of the soaring golden dragons, he charged fiercely 。In the battle zon...