Lightning

When the beginning bell rang, everyone began moving quickly. The audience had been watching the battle stage intently as several aspects erupted in full force.

Zëäl and Marvel were in the center of the battle stage, surrounded by ten other pupils.

These pupils wore black hanfu outfits; five had shoulder-length black hair, and the remaining five had short black hair.

The children's expressions were mocking.

"It'll be easier to deal with this no-good person here."

"Having vermin like this on stage is distracting."

"Come on, let my elder brother look after you."

Perhaps the majority of these kids were upset that Zëäl could get himself a cute senior cousin to support him.

The hands of the five kids with shoulder-length black hair exploded with fireballs in an instant; their movements remained clumsy.

There was a twinge of concern in Zëäl's gaze.