C291 He Wanted to Poison Zhang Xing

The students gaped at the magic arrow, still lodged in the stone tablet. This defied all logic—magic attacks usually vanished upon impact. How could it remain, embedded like a real arrow?

"Haha, Zhang Xing, you've lost. It's merely a medium green light..." Ou Lun's taunt was abruptly cut short as a flash of green light matched his own high score on the tablet.

But the spectacle wasn't over