Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
Zhao Jing was backing away. He had no choice but to withdraw from the fight, even though he was unwilling to do so.
Every Lightning Mage was irritable to a certain degree. Zhao Jing glared at Mo Fan viciously while backing away.
Not only did that assh*** absorb my energy, he even used it against me! He had really underestimated these young Mages!
Zhao Jing had outstanding Lightning Resistance. The passing whiskers of the lightning dragons had merely damaged his clothes.
Strange scars were visible through the holes in Zhao Jing's clothes, but they had not been caused by Mo Fan's attacks. The scars were irregular and odd, and looked like wriggling worms upon his skin.
Mu Bai was astounded when he saw the scars on Zhao Jing's body.
Zhao Jing's expression sank, as if he did not want others to see his ugly scars.