"Fuck, am I seeing this right?" A shocked exclamation rang out from the high platform above.
"Jian Zheng's Sword Intent lost to that little dragon brat?"
"Wu Qi, shut that filthy mouth of yours. If I hear you say 'dragon brat' one more time, believe it or not, I'll come over there and beat you to a pulp?" Fuxi Mo Ci snarled viciously.
An immense dragon's might, mixed with vast righteous qi, surged and formed into a literary seal.
Fuxi Mo Ci looked ready to charge across and start a fight at the slightest disagreement.
Even Suanni Cang Jin was wreathed in clouds of fire, streams of crimson flame spilling forth. The scorching waves of heat nearly burned their way from the opposite side to Wu Qi's platform.
Seeing this, Wu Qi shrugged and said nothing more.
He was the only member of the Witch Folk on this Trial Star. His strength was not inferior to Fuxi Mo Ci's or Suanni Cang Jin's, but he could only fight one of them.
If the two attacked together, he would very likely get beaten senseless.
So, he chose to recognize the times.
"Fine, fine, I won't say it, I won't say it..." Wu Qi made a zipping motion across his mouth.
"But your dragon... cough, cough, dragon brother is pretty strong~"
"Obviously..." Suanni Cang Jin had a rather fiery temper.
"Our Human-Dragon Lineage carries the bloodline of the Ancient Human Race from the dawn of Sui Antiquity, as well as the dragon bloodline. The Ancient Human Race's bloodline grants unparalleled comprehension, while the dragon bloodline grants an indomitable physique..."
"Hmph, ranked seventh in the Federation? That is only because our race cannot be bothered to contend for more!"
Listening to this, Wu Qi curled his lip inwardly. *Only you people would believe