"The arrogant brat can all do these moves when one fireball comes in!"
The Academy Fellow was having difficulty containing his nerves at Mel's demeanor. He was a Spiritual Cultivator bearing the symbol of the Red Claw Academy; how could he accept a challenge from an unnamed disciple?
There was no way to know if he would have said those words if he had seen the faces of the two people standing one step behind him, but it was a surprise to the Academy Staff to see Mel's demeanor continue as he dodged the two fireballs.
His slightly parted lips opened wide at Mel's arrogance as he nearly made fun of the three fireballs. Even though he covered his mouth with his right hand when he realized it, he couldn't take his eyes off the Heir. Time was like the waters of a fast-flowing river; the moment when Mel had to deal with four fireballs at once came in the blink of an eye.
