The man's arrogant laughter left everyone nearby who knew Little Dragon Girl's true strength utterly silent.
Little Dragon Girl glanced sidelong at the man opposite her with her large eyes. Then she interlaced her fingers and pressed them lightly, making her joints crackle. Raising her head toward Bibi Dong, she asked with an air of worldly seniority, "Hey, little spider, can we start?"
The entire arena fell speechless.
Seeing someone disrespect the Pope, the Red-Robed Cardinal serving as referee was about to reprimand Little Dragon Girl, but Bibi Dong raised a hand to stop him. Her gaze briefly wavered as she looked at Little Dragon Girl. She vaguely sensed that this little girl was no ordinary child.
"It's fine. Begin," Pope Bibi Dong said calmly.
The man on the platform also noticed something amiss with Pope Bibi Dong's expression, though he had no idea why. His smile stiffened slightly as he carefully looked Little Dragon Girl over.
Yet at his current level, he could not discern Little Dragon Girl's true strength at all. All he could vaguely sense were two seemingly modest currents of ice- and fire-attribute energy flowing within her.
This little girl looked so frail and delicate. Surely she couldn't withstand a single blow?
In Jia Nan Academy's preparation area, Xiao Yan covered his eyes, unable to bear watching. He shook his head helplessly, then peeked at Little Dragon Girl through his fingers and instructed quietly, "Xiao Xiao, remember not to kill anyone."
"Don't worry, Daddy. I'll only use ten percent of my strength. I promise I won't kill him." Little Dragon Girl gave an adorable shrug, clapped her little hands, and pursed her lips.
"Arrogant brat." The man's expression darkened at her words. He roared, **"You asked for this! I've never had a taste for respecting the