Looking at these teenagers, they are stubborn and strong.
Ye Qingluo's heart seemed to be stabbed hard by a needle.
The luster in her charming eyes dimmed slightly, and a cold chill flowed through.
She clenched her fists tightly, trying to restrain her emotions.
She can't be impulsive.
At least for now, she must not be impulsive in front of the students.
"If you don't cooperate with the treatment, we'll see how you go to the battlefield tomorrow." The mellow and hoarse voice sounded softly, suppressing the restlessness of all the students.
A gentle palm rested on Ye Qingluo's shoulder.
The familiar scent of sandalwood entered the nostrils.
Ye Qingluo's restless heart gradually calmed down.
The body that had been tensed for a long time, slowly softened, leaning towards the man behind him.
She... is actually not as strong as she appears on the surface.
I have been calmly arranging everything, just because I know...
She can't mess up, can't fall down.
Otherwise... the willpower of the teenagers will also change with her.
"Master Mozun, what do you mean... we... we tomorrow..." The student heard the meaning of Di Moxuan's words, and his eyes showed a look of joy.
Di Moxuan nodded faintly: "I have a risky solution, which will allow you to stand on the ring and participate in the competition like ordinary people in the next half month."
More than sixty pairs of eyes looked at Di Moxuan in unison.
Eyes full of hope.
Ye Qingluo's heart felt tense for no reason.
She frowned and grabbed Di Moxuan's skirt: "You can't be..."
"That's not a forbidden drug for the competition." Di Moxuan stroked Ye Qing's hair, took her into his arms, and said in a warm voice, "In a while, someone will bring back the medicine. Those pills can quickly heal All the injuries on the body, but... the effect of the medicine can only last for half a month."
Half a month is enough.
The class confrontation competition consists of four rounds of preliminary rounds, semi-finals, finals, and finals.
The time limit is about half a month or so.
"The side effects of that medicine..." Qiao Jin asked in a low voice, looking down at Yan Xiaoyi who was in his arms.
Di Moxuan's eyes were calm and his face was still gentle: "After half a month, you will suffer a hundred times heavier and a thousand times more painful than the current injury..."
Everything has a price.
After taking the elixir, their large and small wounds, as well as physical ailments, etc., will heal instantly.
But, half a month later.
They suffer psychologically, physically.
"No!" Ye Qingluo's complexion changed when he heard that, "This method is too risky, I can't accept it."
This kind of price, these teenagers who have not fully grown up, can't bear it at all.
"I agree!"
"It's okay! It's just a thousand times the pain! Even if it's ten thousand times, I can hold back!"
"I am willing to accept!"
Those teenagers who usually obeyed Ye Qingluo's arrangement very much, spoke for the first time to stop Ye Qingluo's decision.
They clenched their fists and looked at Di Moxuan unswervingly: "Master Mozun! We are willing to take pills! We want to participate in the class confrontation competition!"
"That kind of pain, not just physical pain, I..."
Before Ye Qingluo finished speaking, he was interrupted by a cold voice: "Qingluo, we can bear it."
Tong Ziqing propped herself up slightly, her icy eyes shone with brilliance: "All this time, you have been paying for us, this time... it's us for you... the only time, for you opportunity to fight."