Recommendation ticket
Si Yijing lightly pointed her right index finger toward the Cloud Platform, her gaze locked tightly on the arena, her crimson lips parting as she commented, "This Ma Liang truly deserves to be ranked sixty-fifth on the Genius List. Fighting one against five, he still managed to wound several of them."
Her eyes shimmered like autumn waters as she laughed softly in a sweet, bell-like voice, irrepressible excitement in her gaze. "The outcome is decided!"
"Aunt, we're finally going to take down the Chang'an Team and climb to the peak of glory!"
Si Baining gave a soft "Mm." This high-ranking Soul Sage, whom Yue Qiansong and the others called a "madwoman," now rarely showed a smile.
That smile was like an ice lotus just beginning to bloom, carrying a trace of softness within its chill, adding a few moving shades of color to her cold jade-like features.
Shi Feiyang sneered. "It's over."
Zhong Weifeng sighed. "I didn't expect Tian Feng Academy to have such methods. The Si Clan truly is outstanding."
Zhu Luoxi's jade-like voice rang out as she cried, "Brother, the king actually fell!"
The captain from Qing Lin Academy said, "Chang'an Academy, the Chen Clan..."
Xiao Yi hastily swept Ma Liang with a glance and saw that his face was as pale as paper and his aura was weak. He was clearly badly injured.
Her deep purple soul ring slowly rippled outward. Heavenly Rain Dew—instantly, in the blink of an eye, it restored seventy percent of his life force.
Ma Liang's complexion immediately improved a great deal, no longer as bloodless as before.
However, his injuries remained severe, the cracks and bloodstains across his body a shocking sight.
A hint of barely perceptible warmth colored Xiao Yi's cool voice as she asked softly,