“Tian ‘ge.”
In the middle of the rooftop of Songyi Saint Academy, Yi Ya greeted the yellow-robed young man with a smile.
Wu Qitian, Songyi Saint Academy’s Spatial Saint Son.
From this address, one could tell his status and status.
Around Wu Qitian, a group of students stood beside him with faces full of compliments.
“Sister Yi Ya, the competition has started, right? Is there anyone who wants to challenge you?”
Wu Qitian smiled and asked Yi Ya.
“Tian ‘ge, not yet. It has just started. However, there should be someone who wants to challenge you later.”
Yi Ya also shook her head with a smile.
“Hehe, little sister Yi Ya, don’t worry. You have already mastered the sword technique that I taught you. Although that sword technique is not invincible, it is invincible in the Songyi Saint Academy.”
Wu Qitian said confidently.
“Hehe, I naturally believe that. After all, brother Tian, you’ve walked the path of invincibility.”
Yaya nodded with a smile.
