My name is Xia Ming

  Luò jiā's face was a picture of mixed emotions, red one moment and white the next, her expression dull and dispirited, with an air of incredulity.

  He couldn't believe he was defeated! His most skilled magic painting, the one he was best at, the Thunder Eagle, was no match for Xia Ming's fake yet realistic painting. This slap in the face was truly loud and clear.

  What does it mean that this seemingly inexperienced newcomer's level of magical painting is far beyond his own?

  This represents his disdain for this newborn, magical control is well-honed, at least in terms of magic control far surpasses him!

  "It was I who lost."

  Luò jiā bit tightly on his teeth and said with difficulty.

  Xia Ming nodded casually, this Luo Jia was still quite straightforward and wouldn't shirk responsibility.

  The crowd was in an uproar as Luo Jia publicly admitted that he was inferior to a nameless newcomer, which was far beyond their expectations. Everyone's gaze at Xia Ming immediately changed color, who exactly would this unfamiliar newcomer be? Such a person couldn't possibly be unknown among the newcomers.

  When Luo Jia admitted defeat, Xia Ming did not feel proud of himself, because this was what he had planned from the very beginning. The reason why he waited for Luo Jia to draw out the Thunder Eagle before making his move was to confirm what Luo Jia had drawn and then directly and thoroughly defeat him!

  Aren't you going to draw a Thunder Hawk? Then I'll draw a Flame Snake, and let your pets take my drawn Flame Snake as the real thing. See what you have to say then!

  Facing an opponent like Luo Jia, Xia Ming would not show any mercy. He not only wanted to defeat him but also make him lose without a word!

  With Xia Ming's magical talent, his magic control and mental strength were enough to make even masters like Anthony and Bluebeard admire him, so from the start, it was destined that Luo Jia would end in failure.

  "Hey, classmate, can you give me this painting of the Fire Rooster to treasure? No, I'm willing to pay a high price for it!" Owen asked eagerly, his eyes fixed on the painting in a daze.

  Xia Ming was nonchalant, it's just a painting, he can paint as many of these magical paintings as he wants. So Xia Ming laughed magnanimously: "Since you like it, I'll give it to you."

  Owen was overjoyed, hurriedly hugged the painting of the fire-roasted snake, and laughed with a smile that could bloom into a flower on his face, living up to his reputation as a painting enthusiast.

  "Well, I'll take my leave then."

  Since Luo Jia has admitted defeat, there's no point in staying here anymore. Xia Ming walked straight to Tang Ge's front and said, "Let's go."

  "Let's go." Tang Ge also nodded and followed up, but this guy still had a few threads of excitement on his face. His own brother was awesome, and he had a halo too!

  "Wait."

  Luojia stretched out her hand and stopped Xiaoming.

  Xia Ming furrowed his brow and turned around, could it be that Luo Jia still didn't give up and wanted to provoke him?

  "Hmm?" Xiaming asked, "What's wrong, Luoqia? Do you have any further instructions?" Behind him, Tang Ge also spoke in a cold tone, "Luoqia, don't tell me you're going to deny defeat after losing?"

  Luò Jiǎ smiled awkwardly, her eyes fixed on Xià Míng: "I just haven't had a chance to ask this new junior brother's name yet?" Luò Jiǎ sighed inwardly, she was truly at a loss, not even knowing the other person's name.

  "My name is Xiaoming."

  "Luojia gazed deeply: 'Xiaming, I remember this name. I hope to see you at the Magic Martial Arts Conference this year and personally defeat you to avenge today's humiliation!' As Luojia spoke, his aura flowed freely, revealing that he was a magician close to level six."

  After winning the magical painting of Luo Jia, Xia Ming gained respect from Luo Jia. Although he lost to Xia Ming in magical painting, it doesn't mean his actual magical abilities will lose to Xia Ming! Magical painting only represents the degree of a magician's magic control, and what truly determines a magician's strength is not just magic control.

  "This year's Mo Wu Conference I will participate in, but Luo Jia senior you are definitely not my opponent." Xiaoming's tone was flat, as if saying a trivial matter.

  If Xia Ming had said this before, it would have caused a huge stir and people would have thought he was arrogant. But after Xia Ming won the magic painting competition, everyone recognized his strength and instead thought that Xia Ming's words were a manifestation of his confidence.

  This is strength!

  "Wait, Xiaoming, Xiaoming... this name sounds so familiar. Ah, I remember now! This semester there's a new student who's said to be a genius with an extraordinary talent, and his name is Xiaoming!" someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed.

  Everyone's gaze at Xiaoming changed color again, it turned out to be this year's genius newcomer. No wonder he had such strength. It seems that this year's newcomers are not to be underestimated either. In the future, we should pay more attention to the newcomers.

  Xia Ming touched his nose and unexpectedly became famous, but he didn't care at all. Anyway, he hadn't done anything shameful, so there was no need to be so low-key.

  "Brother, it seems you're going to be famous!" Tang Ge laughed happily, genuinely delighted for his brother.

  "Alright, Xiaoming! I'll be waiting for you at the Mo Wu Tournament!" With that, he left immediately, no longer in the mood to attend the gathering. In his mind, Xiaoming was already considered a formidable opponent.

  Facing Luo Jia's declaration of war, Xia Ming shrugged his shoulders indifferently. His goal was not just to defeat Luo Jia, but to be among the top three in this year's Mo Wu Tournament.

  No, the top three is not enough for him, his goal is the first!

  Of course, looking at it now, Xia Ming's strength is still a bit lacking, but there is still some time before the Magic Martial Arts Conference, and everything can be made up for.

  "Congratulations."

  A gentle and elegant voice reached my ears, and just by listening to the sound, I could feel as if I was bathing in the spring breeze, as if I were in a clear and distant sky, with an indescribable sweetness. Needless to say, the owner of this voice was naturally Su Weiwei.

  Xia Ming looked at the beauty in front of him, everything today can be said to have originated from Su Weiwei, no wonder people say that trouble always comes with women, especially beautiful women.

  It seems that Su Weiwei sensed Xia Ming's thoughts, and a hint of apology flashed in her eyes as she said, "I've caused you trouble, I'm really sorry." Su Weiwei's character was indeed straightforward and unpretentious.

  Since things have been said to this extent, Xia Ming would not really mind, but silently sighed that it's better to stay away from these beauties in the future, otherwise, who knows what kind of trouble he might get entangled in.

  "Goodbye, Miss Weiwei."

  Xia Ming bid farewell to Su Weiwei and pulled Tang Ge away from the party.

  "All the way, Tang Ge complained: "I'm telling you, Xiaoming brother, Su Weiwei seems to have a crush on you! Oh my god, it's unbelievable! Our school's famous ice beauty, genius girl is so special to you! Brother, this won't do, should take the initiative to make a move... how about this..."

  Tang Ge's incessant chatter left Xia Ming speechless, and Tang Ge even wanted to go to Xia Ming's home to discuss '100 ways to capture Su Weiwei's heart'. This made Xia Ming, who had been holding back his anger, directly reject Tang Ge at the door and retreat into his room to meditate alone.

  "Ah, it's finally quiet."

  Xia Ming sighed and said, "Tomorrow is the day of the Medicine Assembly. The magic painting competition was just a small interlude. The real highlight will be the Medicine Assembly that follows."

  Although it was late at night, he didn't have a bit of sleepiness and started preparing for the pharmaceutical conference that would arrive tomorrow.