Principal Liu Feifan finally snapped out of it, gave a laugh, but felt deeply regrettable inside, wondering why Lin Guang let victory slip away for nothing, what madness drove him to face Molten Dragon Lizard head-on, given the almost one-star level difference.
On the battleground, Wu Jie's face flashed a moment of lingering fear, then he forcefully patted his cheeks, leaving only seriousness on his face.
"I admit I was careless."
"Though I don't know why you didn't choose to attack me directly, I admire your courage and determination."
"As a sign of respect, I won't hold back at all from now on."
"Dashy, crush her!"
With the blaze shining again in Wu Jie's eyes, his blue talent [Power of Flame] activated. Molten Dragon Lizard roared, lowered its body, and charged forward like a tank, with flames flickering in its gaping scarlet mouth—an omen of the skill [Dragon Breath].
