Mite's Blow

"Humph."

"Senior, aren't you being too arrogant?"

Zu Pan asked Mite but he found Mite looking somewhere else.

Mite wasn't listening to Zu Pan, instead, his eyes were focused on the side where the disciples who had qualified were standing.

Mite waved his hands towards them which caused them to be confused except one of them.

'Nod.'

Zhao Luo nodded with a smile on his face as he looked at Mite who was waving his hand at him.

"Good luck."

Zhao Luo said in just a loud enough voice that it reached both Zu Pan and Mite.

Both smiled and looked at each other.

"That genius is cheering for me. Hoho."

Zu Pan mumbled while thinking that Zhao Luo had addressed him while that was for Mite.

Zu Pan moved towards Mite with a smirk on his face as he brought out his long sword.

On the other hand, Mite also took out his sword, ready to show his moves to everyone.

Mite glanced at Zhao Luo with a look tha said,