It stood there, as if it were the monarch of skeletons, the embodiment of death.
An endless wellspring of inspiration burst forth in Su Xinyan's mind. So this is the true skeleton imagery!
Her long black dress began to move without any wind, and a Spiritual Power far more potent than Fang Zhou's erupted from her body, forming an enormous, invisible vortex.
Caught off guard by his proximity, Fang Zhou was thrown several meters away.
BANG.
Several instructors from the surrounding offices dashed in, Lu Hu, who had previously abandoned Fang Zhou, among them. They looked utterly shocked.
"This commotion… Is Instructor Xinyan about to break through to Gold?"
"Truly a prodigy. I remember it hasn't been many years since she broke through to Silver Upper-Rank, right?"
"This is so sudden. We haven't even prepared to act as her protectors yet."
