What was more, the childishness on her face was clearly not something someone over twenty should have.
During team battles, so many people were mixed together.
No one would notice such things.
But this was a one-on-one match, so both sides' appearances naturally stood out.
Xiao Wu frowned.
The tall young man's voice was loud, and most of the students from the various academies outside the arena heard it.
Oscar asked Ma Hongjun beside him in confusion,
"Fatty, why are you covering your eyes?"
Ma Hongjun burst out laughing,
"Because I can't bear to watch anymore."
"Looking down on Xiao Wu like that, this brother from Barak Academy is probably going to have a hard time."
"Did you forget Xiao Wu's terrifying throwing technique back then?"
"I think it was called Eight Section Fall."
"What a pity. You didn't see what happened then."
"I really can't bear to watch."
As Ma Hongjun and Oscar spoke.
The match had already begun at the referee's announcement.
Xiao Wu did not make the first move. She blinked at the tall young man across from her,
"Big brother, I think you're right."
"This really isn't a place I should be."
Though she said that.
Her body had already begun to change.
Her martial soul quietly emerged, and three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—rose around her.
The tall young man from Barak Academy should have noticed Xiao Wu's spirit rings and become wary.
But just as Ma Hongjun had said.
He truly underestimated Xiao Wu too much.
Besides, he had complete confidence in his own strength.
In the entire Barak Academy team.
Not only was he the captain, he was also the strongest.
His Soul Power had surpassed level 40.
Unfortunately, he had encountered Xiao Wu.
The instant Xiao Wu released her martial soul.