C300

On the stage, Qing Die looked at Feng Ya, her cold eyes filled with disdain and haughtiness.

It was just a small concept of wind, no matter how deep her comprehension was, she did not care at all. Furthermore, even if Feng Ya had inherited the Ancient Wind Emperor's legacy, it was nothing to be afraid of.

"I wonder what you guys are thinking. Your Concept of Wind is not bad