Very soon, the battle was over.
Feng Xinglie was carried into the medic room; as he left, he gazed blankly towards the sky, feeling as if a heavy rainstorm had swept through his heart.
On the other side, the victorious Tang Ruobing headed towards the audience, looking at the smiling Ye Mingqiu and the heartbroken Xiaoguang clutching his chest, she revealed an awkward yet courteous smile.
Ye Mingqiu spoke first, smiling: "Congratulations on becoming the strongest Mage in the third grade. Any victory speech?"
"Feels okay, wasn't much of a challenge."
Tang Ruobing answered leisurely with a smile.
"Impressive."
Ye Mingqiu praised, then added: "By the way, what Feng Xinglie said just now annoyed me. During next month's team battle, I'm going to beat him up thoroughly, don't stop me then."
