Under the dim sky in the chilly snowfield, Han Jiangxue was dressed in a winter camouflage uniform, a white cotton cap, and dark blue goggles. She was looking at the fit figure in front of her.
The figure was wielding and swinging the sword, making her distracted.
During the Beijiang Provincial League, Jiang Xiao fought in a team of four, be it during the preliminary round or the semi-finals. With Li Weiyi and Xia Yan around, Jiang Xiao performed averagely in terms of combat.
Now that the two of them were killing the enemy, Han Jiangxue finally discovered how much he had grown.
Back then, he and Second Last had spent more than a month in the snowfield. What had he experienced?
The cowardly little toxic healer who used to be scared into running away by the White Ghouls had turned into a fierce and skilled warrior.
