บท 535: Inter-academy Tournament (25)

He did not want to run to Qi Xia and asked him to hit and abuse him.

'Come on and hit me! Please hit me! I beg you; please hit me!'

Those please played out in the young magi's mind hundreds of times.

Finally, Qi Xia moved!

He moved!

A charmingly evil smile blossomed on the corner of his lips as Qi Xia slowly raised his head to look at his nervous opponent.

"Are you afraid?" A dull voice echoed from Qi Xia.

The young magi nodded stiffly.

Qi Xia quirked his lips and spoke with a charming voice. "Yes, I like to fight with those who are afraid."

Before he completed his sentence, a Blizzard spell immediately covered the entire arena. In the blink of an eye, the nervous and fearful young had turned into a block of crystal clear ice while he stood upright.

The audience who waited for a good show turned speechless.

Shen Yanxiao also had no words.

Third Young Master Qi Xia yawned and looked at the transfixed referee.