Seeing Hu Jing come up, Xu Song's face showed a hint of interest. This Hu Jing had some skill, after all.
Overall, his assessment of the Thunderlight Hall disciples was that their talent was acceptable, but their fundamentals were shaky and their understanding of Professional Magic was terrible. It seemed Thunderlight Hall believed a single trick could conquer all.
"Three days ago, I witnessed Senior Sister Hu's Combined Talismans. I've been wanting to test them out." Xu Song was quite high-profile. Coming from someone else, these words might have been acceptable—after all, momentum was crucial in the grand competition. But combined with Xu Song's expression, it came across as an infuriatingly blatant disdain, no matter how you looked at it.
"Please!" Hu Jing couldn't be bothered with his nonsense. She'd let her actions speak for her.
"Please!"
Jia Shidao was still beaming. He really didn't know what to say. The bunch from Thunderlight Hall were just too inexperienced.
