A newborn calf fears no tiger; a newborn Archwitch fears no top-tier witch!
Aside from Jiang Han, who meekly stated that she would only cheer from the sidelines and not join the fight, the three sisters of the Witch House eagerly signed up, each one hardly different from a fool rushing off to her death...
Sigh, you foolish little witches. Fighting the very best among the top witches was truly just courting death!
There was only one reason Histeria had never become a Great Witch: her identification papers were a bit hard to trace. Although she had registered for an English witch ID—the identification decree forcibly implemented by the Witch Agency, ordering witches across the world to receive documents based on race and place of residence, advancing global unification—everyone knew she came from Hell!
Great Witches were not required to have Earth citizenship, but every Great Witch in history had been an Earth-born witch. Those who knew, knew.
Jiang Han's bargain master, Xiya, probably possessed real combat strength capable of fighting the lower-ranked Great Witches. Even Vera Deng might not be able to beat Xiya.
Jiang Han had gotten more than enough of a beating yesterday. There was no need to fight another top-tier witch.
So, together with Mo Na, whose face wore a serene smile while her heart was actually going 'hahahahaha,' she conjured up a little sofa with magic, sat down on it, and watched the training field's "Three Heroes Battle Lü Bu."
First was Chai Ying. Girls who loved to smile were all honest—Eileen excluded—and honest witches... heehee, let's call her Lord Guan.
Then came Chen Ligu. She liked to smile too, but had a slightly hotter temper, so Zhang Fei would do.
As for Chu Yujun, only Liu Bei's title remained for her, so she would