After Huang Xiaolong sat down, the genius disciples from various nations had complicated looks in their eyes. The ones who had previously taunted him had completely shut up. Looking at Huang Xiaolong, they showed respect in their eyes, and even a hint of regret and fear.
As soon as Huang Xiaolong took his seat, Cui Li moved closer to him, her entire dainty body almost pressing against Huang Xiaolong's arm, her breath as fragrant as an orchid, "Xiao Long, you were really strong just now!"
Really strong just now!
These words were ambiguous.
Some genius disciples around them heard it, felt their nostrils heat up, touched them with their hands, saw red, it was nosebleed!
Huang Xiaolong turned his head to look at Cui Li, only to see her sweet face almost touching his forearm under the towering twin peaks.
Just now it was little brother Xiao Long, and now, it was directly Xiao Long!
Huang Xiaolong stared at Cui Li for a while, then turned his head and didn't speak.
