Immediately, the dean pointed to the eliminated students who were carried down one by one by the college doctor who was sitting in the medical hall: "These students are only mentally traumatized. After a day of recuperation in the medical hall, they can return to normal."
Di Moxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and his deep eyes were like a vortex, looking directly at the dean.
That gaze sent chills down the dean's spine.
But Di Moxuan slightly curled his lips, and smiled elegantly: "Why...the dean... wants to conduct a class strength test? Moreover, it seems to be testing... whether the students' souls are clean."
The word "soul" made the dean's white eyebrows tremble.
Although the face did not reveal emotion.
But Di Moxuan was keenly aware that the dean already had a kind of...
The flustered heart was poked.
The dean laughed a few times: "Because this time, the students of the Demon Class will come to participate. Mr. Mozun teaches the Demon Class, and he should also understand the qualifications of the Demon Class. I propose the strength test for the sake of the Demon Class."
Facing the selectors from the General Academy.
If the dean wants to win the title of "Best Academy", he has to flatter Mo Zun.
He put himself in the position of a good dean who is single-minded and only for the sake of the students.
"Well... I do understand the qualifications of the students in the Demon Class." Who understands the qualifications of the students in the Demon Class better than him
"It is precisely because of the aptitude of the students in the Devil's class, but Ye Qingluo... is trying to save face, so he has to drag the students in the Devil's class to participate in the class confrontation competition..."
The dean said, sighing helplessly: "Although the class confrontation competition is all-in-one, after all, the sword has no eyes. In order to win a good ranking, these students will definitely do their best. I'm afraid... it will hurt A student of the Demon Class."
"Because of this, I followed the opinions of the elders and conducted a strength test. If the Demon Class can really pass the test, I can rest assured that at least in the class confrontation competition, the students of the Demon Class will not appear. What a big deal."
"And... if I fail the test, it means that my previous concerns were correct."
Di Moxuan raised the corners of his lips gently, as indifferent as snow and as elegant as the wind: "So that's what troubled the dean. It is a blessing for the students to have such a dean who wholeheartedly cares about the students in Shangxuan College."
"Ha...haha..." The dean secretly squeezed a cold sweat and breathed a sigh of relief, "Sitting in this position, I must make equal contributions. As long as the students can achieve something, I will go up the mountain of swords and go down into the sea of fire." Do not hesitate to die."
Di Moxuan narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and there was a bit of sharpness in his elegant smile.
But if you look closely, there is only a bottomless vortex.
…
After the white light swallowed, only a gray scene remained before Ye Qingluo's eyes.
There was silence all around.
Thousands of students have long since disappeared.
Even Long Yunzhan and the others did not hear of them.
She was the only one in the whole space.
Ye Qingluo looked around for a moment.
It soon became clear.
After the ghost gate was opened, the white light sucked each of them into an independent space.
In this space, she is the only one.
Looking around, the surrounding white light suddenly dissipated.
I saw a pagoda about fifteen stories high in front of me.
A familiar figure appeared in front of her eyes.
"Old Cang, why are you here?" Ye Qingluo looked at the floating old man in surprise, and immediately stepped forward, "This...is this the Purgatory Tower?"