章 212: Festival Begins

"What the hell, have you actually gotten weaker? Why do I feel you were stronger before?" A nonchalant voice was heard as Wang Ling slowly rose into the air with his arms showing signs of turning red.

A scene where Wang Ling is sent flying by a little fox was shocking enough for the students. But the fact that he managed to survive such a hit was something new altogether.

That hit was something most students would have died from. At the very least, they would suffer an injury of some sort. But Wang Ling merely brushed it off with a laugh.

Bai Xue looked at the approaching Wang Ling and then smirked, "Heh, you couldn't even dodge that little tap? Are you losing your sharpness?" Bai Xue teased as she jumped on top of Wang Ling's shoulder and gently rested there.