Don't You Feel An Impulse To Compose A Poem?

Jiang Hao and the two seniors watched the two people chasing each other in the sky.

They didn't use any other techniques. They just flashed by in the sky like stars.

It was breathtaking.

Boom!

The two figures suddenly clashed.

Immediately after, the man from the Astronomical Academy fell.

With a thud, he crashed into Jiang Hao and the others.

Thankfully, the loft wasn't damaged.

"Fellow disciples, did you lose?" Wan Xiu asked with a smile.

"Isn't it obvious?" Si Cheng munched on some peanuts.

Jiang Hao remained silent.

The opponent was at the middle stage of Soul Ascension Realm, which was roughly equivalent to his own strength. It was best to avoid unnecessary interactions.

However, he was quite curious about how he appeared right now.

Had these two seniors seen through him?

Hong Yuye hadn't given him any indication that she had seen through him.