Ye Xingli lay scattered across the ground in pieces, her starlit hands and feet casually tossed aside, mixed together with seven or eight other Dharma Skeletons and Dharma Treasures like the Vacuum Tribulation Diagram, like trash strewn all over the floor.
"Senior Sister."
Zhang Yu immediately gathered the unconscious Ye Xingli into his arms. Her meridians were utterly empty; he could not sense even a trace of magical power or astral qi within her.
"This is..."
A name from the match roster—Ye Xingli's opponent—surfaced in Zhang Yu's mind.
At the same time, a voice sounded behind him. "Human, is she your Senior Sister? She had plenty of little tricks. Pretty tough to take apart, though." "Come to think of it, according to the match roster, you're my opponent for the next round, aren't you? Didn't expect both you and your Senior Sister to fall into my hands." Zhang Yu turned around and saw a towering figure with a dragon's head and human body standing behind him, looking down at him from above.
It was Ying Mingchi, Heavenly Demon University's top-ranked student, bearer of the True Dragon Bloodline.
Staring into those dragon eyes, Zhang Yu said coldly, "That's good. It means I won't have to wait long."
Ying Mingchi's dragon maw twitched slightly, seeming to form an ugly smile. "I think that's good too. Sending you into my hands is probably what countless Demon Descendants have wanted to see."
"Heh heh. Speaking of which, you and your Senior Sister were equally bursting with confidence before the fight, equally stubborn with your words."
With that, he turned away and said blandly, "See you next week, human."
After glancing at the figure walking away, Zhang Yu turned back, reattached Ye Xingli's Dharma Skeleton, and poured magical power into her.
A moment later, Ye