"The competition is mainly divided into two categories."

At this time, Murong Xi was standing under the low platform, with his hands behind his back. He already knew the content of the assessment as he looked at it.

"You are a member of the Fire Tribe, what are you doing with Xu Zimo's attribute skills?"

But Xiu Lianxi must persist in today's competition, and everyone present was in a low mood.

If he loses face, Xu Zimo may no longer be able to compete with Murong Xi for the outcome of this assessment.

"Then Xiulian Xi is the preparatory holy son of Baori Sect!"

Everyone wanted to finish the assessment as soon as possible and then watch the show.

"That's for sure. Seeing Murong Xi not reacting at all means that he hasn't made any preparations yet."

"Does this give me an advantage? Murong Xi will definitely lose?"

After hearing Liu Xianglian's explanation of the technique, no one questioned: "City Lord, you Fire Tribe are naturally repelled by ice."
Chapter completed!