At two o'clock in the afternoon.
Inside the room, Xue Jing waved his hand, causing the Oxygen-Absorbing Tree and Spider Plants to reverse-grow, shriveling back into seeds, while the sawdust and broken leaves on the floor gathered together without any breeze, forming a small mound.
Dark streams of air emerged from the shadows, condensing into a wisp of Dark Flame at Xue Jing's fingertips. With a flick, he propelled it toward the mound of sawdust and broken leaves.
The Dark Flame floated down onto the mound, suddenly expanding and burning fiercely. In a short while, it silently annihilated the mound into nothingness.
"Teacher Wan, I'm going to compete. Will you come with me?" Xue Jing looked towards Miao Miao sprawling lazily on the soft bed.
The latter yawned indolently: "Nope, I'm sleeping."
Xue Jing picked up the Crouching Rabbit Sword beside him and remarked casually, "Then I'm off. Don't open the door for strangers while you're alone in the room, okay?"
