Lei Kaiming watched the Ukrainian Ironbelly calmly and took two tentative steps forward. The Ironbelly immediately blasted a mouthful of dragon breath at him.
But Lei Kaiming reacted extremely quickly, swiftly stepping back. The dragon breath stopped less than a foot in front of him. It looked extraordinarily dangerous, but in fact, it had not touched a single hair on his head.
"Huh? Viktor? His approach looks a bit like yours." Sturt looked at Lei Kaiming in the arena, then at Krum beside him, and spoke with considerable surprise.
Krum merely nodded without saying anything more. Harry, meanwhile, raised his eyebrows. For the moment, he could not tell what Lei Kaiming was trying to do.
But judging by Sturt's words, Krum had done something similar earlier.
Harry noticed that Shen Yalan showed very obvious jealousy when she looked at Krum. Hmm, her jealousy was just as intense when she looked at him.
Had she been a man, Harry might have thought the other person was jealous of his good looks (shameless) and Krum's fame. But since she was a woman, Harry thought she was most likely jealous of his and Krum's performances.
Harry felt his performance had definitely been flashy, handsome, and impressive. It was perfectly reasonable for someone to be jealous. The fact that she was jealous of Krum as well could only mean that his performance had been equally excellent.
At that moment, Lei Kaiming was doing something seemingly strange in the arena. He would take two steps forward, then two steps back. Harry soon realized that he was gauging the Ironbelly's attack range.
This was not difficult to do. Dragons were relatively intelligent among magical creatures, but there was still something of a gap between them and wizards.
For instance, as Lei Kaiming repeatedly provoked it, it