A Magical Match (1)

Perhaps in the future, when when Meng Zhaohua had awakened multiple skills, he could use them together to complement each other's weaknesses.

However, he couldn't do it now. The advantages and disadvantages were very obvious.

Mo Xiu couldn't sense Meng Zhaohua's position, so he closed his eyes.

The audience below the stage was stunned. No matter how powerful Mo Xiu was, closing his eyes in this situation was equivalent to courting death!

Seconds and minutes passed, and Moxiu remained motionless on the spot. Meng Zhaohua also didn't attack.

The audience was getting impatient. This was the semi-finals of the inter-school tournament, and so many people were watching Mo Xiu as punishment?

Backstage, Yang Qingzhuo asked Cao Fenglin,""Teacher Cao, what are you doing? Mo Xiu stood motionlessly. His entire body was filled with weaknesses. Why didn't Meng Zhaohua attack?"