Xigou approached.
From beginning to end, he had not gotten involved in this slaughter.
It wasn't that he didn't want to help.
This battle belonged to Fang Zhixing.
He had always wanted to test the actual gap between himself and the children of the noble families.
The massacre had proven a cruel reality.
Fang Zhixing was still not strong enough to sweep through his peers, let alone be invincible among them.
Xigou pondered, "If I had helped, you could have easily won."
Fang Zhixing stood up, shook the water off his hands, and mused, "Ruan Yingchen's turtle shell was very tough; you might not have been able to bite through it, and he was extremely fast, he could've kicked you to death with one blow."
Xigou bared his teeth, "Don't look down on a dog, with my Bloodline Burst Skill, my strength can definitely skyrocket to that of a Second Level Mutant Beast, biting through Ruan Yingchen's turtle shell would be a piece of cake."