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The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss
Chapter 549 - Inter-academy Tournament (39)Chapter 549: Inter-academy Tournament (39)
Shen Yanxiao was aware of their reactions, but she was not anxious about it. The match was only the beginning, and she still had two battles with the other two victors. She would let the people know that Warlocks could get a glorious and righteous victory too!
Shen Yanxiao shifted her gaze to the other two matches.
Coincidentally, they had also just ended.
Qi Xia had won against Yan Yu, and there was a big smile on his face.
Qi Xia and Yan Yu were abnormal existences. However, even though Yan Yu was powerful, a Priest’s attack power was not comparable to a Magus.
So, Shen Yanxiao was not surprised by the result.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, she was shocked by the result of Tang Nazhi’s match.
Tang Nazhi was depressed. He had lost!
He was a Swordsman, but he had lost to that young Archer named Li Xiaowei.
Even though the attack range of a Swordsman was not as extensive as an Archer, the stage was quite small, so it was not difficult for Tang Nazhi to close the distance between them.
However, he had inexplicably lost the match.
Shen Yanxiao, Qi Xia, Yan Yu, and Yang Xi stood by the edge of the stage as they watched Tang Nazhi leave the stage with the medical team’s help. He had looked like a porcupine!
Li Xiaowei had used reasonable attacks in the match. Even though he had managed to injure Tang Nazhi, he did not attack his vitals. Injuries were inevitable during matches.
Even though the four friends did not resent Li Xiaowei, they were still puzzled by the result.
Shen Yanxiao had been a spectator for seven days, and she had seen all the matches. The young man named Li Xiaowei had a plain appearance, but he was rather talented in archery. Meng Yiheng, who had been confident, was defeated by Li Xiaowei.
She admitted that he was good, but she had also sparred with Tang Nazhi. Even though she had used a deceptive attack against him, she was sure that Tang Nazhi would not be at a disadvantage in a match against Li Xiaowei.
However, such an unimaginable scene had happened!
Yan Yu rushed to Tang Nazhi’s side and assisted the medical team members in removing the arrows on his friend’s body before he cast a blessing to aid his recovery.
Tang Nazhi looked at his four companions. He moved his lips, but ultimately, he said nothing.
Li Xiaowei, the winner, was still on the stage, and he stared at Tang Nazhi with a complicated expression.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe first three matches of the final round had concluded, and the victors were Shen Yanxiao, Qi Xia, and Li Xiaowei. After the lunch break, the winners would be determined in another match.
After they left the stadium, Shen Yanxiao did not slip away, which was a rare scene.
After two months of separation, the Phantom group members were finally reunited, and there were traces of joy on everyone’s faces.
Tang Nazhi was the only one with a strange expression on his face.
They had reserved a room in one of the restaurants so that they could have lunch together.
“Tang Nazhi, even if you don’t want to win the tournament, there’s no need to go to that extent, right? Do you think it’s fun to make yourself look like a porcupine?” Qi Xia teased his friend as he stared at Tang Nazhi, who alternated between gloominess and happiness.
“That’s right. I thought he would only go easy on a beautiful lady. Is he in the same situation as Xiaoxiao? A crossdresser?” Even though Yang Xi had lost, he was still in a good mood.
Tang Nazhi had a bitter expression on his face, and he laid against his chair gloomily as he looked at his merry comrades.
“Don’t bring that up anymore; I’m feeling so vexed right now.”