"Junior brother, the situation has already been decided. Are you still refusing to admit defeat?"
Zhang Ning stood silently behind Wang Luhe, watching the furious Jiang Zixuan with a faintly provocative smile.
No matter how unwilling Jiang Zixuan was to accept it, there was nothing he could do. Though he was the only Four-Ring Soul Ancestor in the entire Third Special Operations Squad, that was the result of two full months of arduous cultivation in the Forbidden Land of Fire. His other six teammates had not received such an opportunity. For their first sparring match, losing to a senior sister at the Six-Ring level was only normal.
Jiang Zixuan helplessly lowered his head and unwillingly dispelled his Martial Soul Possession. Then, with his lips pouting so hard they could hang an oil pot from them, he plopped down on the cold ground.
The other seniors showed little reaction to the outcome of this spar. They had expected it long ago. No matter how talented Jiang Zixuan and the others were, their greatest weakness was that, when averaged out, the cultivation of all seven of them did not even reach that of a Three-Ring Soul Master. Moreover, Jiang Zixuan was the only main damage dealer on their team, leaving their overall offensive power rather lacking.
Only after seeing his junior brother concede did Zhang Ning release her control over the others.
After Jiang Zixuan and the other six helped one another down from the fighting platform, they happily spotted a familiar figure at its edge.
The top healer under the Eight Soul Suppressors, code-named Begonia.
He was Huang Xiaoshu, one of their middle school Chinese teachers.
"Teacher Huang, why are you here?"
Gu Yan limped over to Huang Xiaoshu and asked in surprise. Not only was Huang Xiaoshu their senior within