"Holy shit, Blind!"
"Holy shit! Blind!!"
Jiang Han had no intention of criticizing her, but judging by how Du Lingxuan's pitch rose key by key, the Longsleep Meows were nearly out of patience!
Still, she found it hard to control her excitement and hid herself in the hot spring. Her face above the water was flushed red as she pinched her cheeks and gasped for air. All in all, excitement really did give people the urge to shout:
"Blind Treasure! Forever a superhero!"
She and Du Lingxuan had just witnessed Alesha's third one-versus-six sweep in the European Continent Minor League Cup. This time, she had also added a trophy to the utterly empty trophy room of the South City Mandrake Club and claimed a prize of nine hundred thousand Witch Gold dollars.
The French Six Heroes were an exceptionally powerful top-tier witch lineup. For a while, they had even been called the French Dream Team. Of course, a team called a Dream Team without the strength to back it up was generally just a joke. But the Six Heroes were no joke—they held considerable dominance across the French, German, and British regions.
Thus, this one-versus-six sweep carried tremendous weight. According to the Witch Agency's rating, it received a high evaluation of 120 points.
That left Lin Zhaojun, who had represented the Rainy Night Club in winning the Asian Minor League Cup yesterday, in an extremely awkward position.
"'The era of Lin Zhaojun and Alesha'—that's what all the newspapers and reports are calling it now."
With the match over, Du Lingxuan switched the channel back to the regular commentary broadcast to get a rough idea of what her peers were saying. Jiang Han, meanwhile, caught that keyword from the television:
"I haven't been following the rankings lately. Have Lin Zhaojun