A sharp, piercing sound of air friction echoed in the arena.
Zhang Yu's palm was raised high, upon it was a flying sword spinning like a helicopter's rotor blade.
It's decided! Spiral Shuriken!
The next moment, his mana surged, and the spinning flying sword, resembling a huge disk, swept from low to high towards the signal boards in mid-air.
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Poor Cultivator (Click for details)
As Han Xingye focused on the display above Zhang Yu's head, he saw a long string of text.
Poor Cultivator | Sports Specialty Student | Extremely Impoverished Population of Songyang City | Debt Slave | Card Slave | ???
After seeing the string of comments above Zhang Yu's head through the Heavenly Eye Talisman, Han Xingye was shocked for the second time today.
"Songyang High School again?"
"Where did they recruit such talents this year?"
