The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

I didn’t rush to ask for abuse.

You hit me! You are hitting me! I beg you to fight me!

This kind of shouting was played back a hundred times and hundreds of times in the hearts of the young magician!

Finally, Qi Xia moved!

He really moved!

The evil charm smiles in his lazy mouth, and Qi Xia slowly looks up at the nervous opponent.

"Are you afraid?" With a hint of laziness, it overflowed from the mouth of Qia Xia.

The young wizard nodded stiffly.

Qi Xia’s lips are slightly raised, and she uses a nearly fascinating voice: “Well, I like to be afraid.”

The lazy voice has not yet landed, and the ice and snow are instantly sprinkled on the entire platform. The young magician who has stayed in tension and fear for a while has turned into a crystal clear hail, standing in the ring with a straight figure. .

"..." The crowds waiting for the good play are silent.

"..." Shen Yanxiao is silent.

Qi Jiasan yawned and yawned to the referee standing on the sidelines.

"I won?"

The referee opened his mouth and looked at the intact Xia Xia. Looking at the "ice sculpture" that shined in the sunlight, swallowed the swallow, and said: "The representative of Saint Laurent College, Qi Xiasheng!"

Qi Xia walked down the platform in amazement and left the venue.

The onlookers deeply have the urge to smash the table.

This is to tease me!

This is over!

Less than ten seconds before and after, Qi Xia ended the game!

Without a humming, from the beginning to the end, he just fluttered the value of the staff in his hand, and then...

Just won?

Hey, this is ignoring the masses! They have to complain!

Although the visual impact of the ice and snow is very shocking, the time is too short, and many of the people who are swimming have already finished when they have not responded.

They didn't even see the scene when Qi Xia wielded his staff!

"Xiao Xiao, you will ask me such a question because of this kid?" Cloud looked at the amazing results of Qi Xia, and thought of the problem before Shen Yanxiao started the game, and then contacted the school of Qi Xia. He can be sure that the problem of his own apprentice is related to the little devil named Qixia.

"Well, teacher, do you think he is a big magician?" Shen Yanxiao did not hide it, and directly responded.

Yunxiao thought for a moment: "This boy's talent in magic is really amazing. Although I am not a magician, but the source of the warlock and the magician are all from magic, I can feel the strong magical atmosphere in his ice and snow. But I don't think he already has the strength of the big magician. Although he is very good, he has not reached the level of such a bad day."

The analysis of the cloud is quite satisfactory.

"Although it is not a big magician, his true strength should be close to the level of the Magister. It is a matter of time to be promoted to the Magi, and I will not be born for many years. When I come out, I will see such amazing young people. If I don't have If you guess wrong, after the end of the semi-final, he will be the first place selected by the magician. You and he will meet in the final. He is a strong enemy, you have to be careful, the magician is very explosive. In addition, this kid has no trace of singing. If you are not careful, you may be tempted. Once you are hit by him, it is definitely a spike. There is no room for it." Yunxiao began to worry about Shen Yanxiao, nowadays The growth of young people has far exceeded his expectations.