Bab 153: Xuanzu Is Angry

"Enough."

Just when Fang Yuan did not know when this skill would end, Linghu resolutely summoned a white dragon. It hovered above the arena for a moment as the storm of destruction slowly subsided.

The sunflowers fell to the ground one by one. The flower demon's body was huge, and it desperately tried to catch the other sunflowers, regardless of whether they hit its body or not.

"Fang Yuan, where did you learn this skill?" Linghu Yiran used a rarely seen stern tone. He stretched out his hand, wanting to grab Fang Yuan's wrist and question him.

"Old Fox, what are you doing?" Ouyang Xinglan rushed over after him. He did not know why Linghu Yiran resolutely was so angry. "Isn't it normal for students to fight and kill each other?"

Sima, who was slowly walking over, mocked, "No, fighting and killing is abnormal. Only your academy would do that."