Those below the Divine level were just all ants. They had a Divine Magister on their side and no matter how

powerful their opponents were, they were also enough to contend against them!

“There's actually someone in Divine level, this is really… exciting.” Tang Nazhi swallowed his saliva and looked at

the master of the Broken Star Palace. Subconsciously, he turned his head to the side at Qi Xia.

Among them, only Qi Xia was a Magician. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, Qi Xia had already become a Great

Magister of the second stage, and was the only aberrant who could compete with Shen Yanxiao.

“Qi Xia, how strong is a Divine Magister, exactly?” Tang Nazhi asked; not that he was too ignorant, but from his

grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather… from their earliest generation, there had been no Divine

Professional on the Radiance Continent.

Qi Xia's eyes narrowed slightly, though this indolent pair of eyes rarely shed their playfulness.

“One move is enough to kill me in seconds.”

“…” Tang Nazhi sucked in a cold breath!

Qi Xia's talent as a Magician was unparalleled. Even Shen Siyu said that Qi Xia was the most gifted Magician he

had ever seen in the last ten thousand years of the Radiance Continent, and after signing a contract with Qilin, all of

Qi Xia's magic could be cast instantaneously.

But to think it was like that. He actually could not withstand even a single move from a Divine Magister?

Qi Xia tilted his head and looked at Tang Nazhi's stunned appearance. He shook his hands before his face and said,

“Don't look at me like that. I know you adore me very much, but your fiery gaze is making me shy.”

“You still have the time to joke around!” Tang Nazhi almost coughed up blood. Could he not be so narcissistic!

“You can't blame me that everyone below the Divine level are just ants. If you don't believe me, ask Yang Xi

whether there is any comparison between him and a Divine Dragon Knight?” Qi Xia felt nothing wrong in admitting

that his strength was inferior to that of others.

Before Tang Nazhi could speak, Yang Xi said with a cold face, “One breath of the eight-winged golden dragon

would be enough for me to see my ancestors.”

“…” Tang Nazhi silently covered his face. This two fellows actually conceded defeat just like that, they actually

admitted it so cleanly, could they not leave a little dignity for themselves?

“What are you so fl.u.s.tered about, anyway? The master of the Broken Star Palace is at most a demiG.o.d. We have a

real G.o.d on our side.” Qi Xia looked at Tang Nazhi's tragic face and said with a smile.

All eyes focused on Xiu at this moment.

Tang Nazhi was also awakened.

What was he afraid of? Dammit, ah!

At most, a Divine Professional could only be regarded as someone who had set a foot into the G.o.ds' realm. On the

other hand, didn't they have a real G.o.d on their side, and not only that, he was also the War G.o.d whose strength was

second only to the Lord G.o.d!