As expected of a seed from the Four Great Daoist Schools, he swept through nearly every candidate he sparred with. The students who were usually at the top of their classes were no match for him. Xiao Yang didn't even have to try very hard; he crushed his opponents with his Cultivation Realm alone.
"How boring!"
Xiao Yang shook his head as he swept his opponent to the ground with a Heavy Whip Leg.
"Our class president is just too strong."
A student from Seventh Middle School said, sucking up.
Ye Chao, who was sitting to the side drinking tea, didn't object.
Xiao Yang's strength was plain for all to see at Seventh Middle School. Not only was he first in his year, but even some third-year high school students were unlikely to be his match. After all, he was a seed student for the Four Greats, and there were only two or three of them in the entire Six Continents.
"He is quite strong."
Li Xiaoshuang held his thermos, gazing from a distance.
