chapter 103 Thunderbolt

At the competition venue, Davis Xiao had turned off the fire under his medicinal cauldron. The cauldron was dry. Davis Xiao casually shaped the remaining contents of the two cauldrons into several black, pill-like substances. Then, he stood up and headed straight for the treatment area. "Useless!" "This good-for-nothing has done nothing since he started. He even boiled the traditional medicine dry. Such a waste of a spot in the competition!" "If we lose this gamble, his...