"ah-"
"Bang bang—"
Just when Zi Qianqian was about to fight back, a scream came suddenly.
Zi Qianqian stopped her voice and immediately looked towards the training ground.
The students of Nantao College lasted about half a stick of incense in the hands of the four instructors.
In the end, he was knocked out of the crowd.
If…
For the first time, all the members of the third-tier academy were sent flying, probably because the students were too conceited and did not take this actual combat test seriously, so they gave the four instructors this opportunity.
Then this time...
Nantao College is the second college!
The students of Nantao College are not necessarily worse than the students of Shangxuan College!
But... it is only in the hands of the instructors, insisting on half a stick of incense...
Oh my god!
Could these four instructors be too heaven-defying
All the students had the same thought in their hearts——
There are nearly 2,000 of their students, and they beat up together. Maybe they will all be blown to the ground, right
"Qing Luo." Mo Hanshang's slightly painful voice came from inside the medal, "These four instructors are very fast, as you expected, once they get close to them, there is no room for resistance at all. It was knocked out and removed."
Ye Qingluo touched his chin, pondered for a moment: "Which of their instructors have you fought against?"
"Four." Mo Hanshang replied, "The four instructors fought against each other once in turn. Their speed and strength are great. After being touched by them, they can't raise their strength at all, and they can't avoid their offensive. "
"It's really difficult..." Ye Qingluo murmured in a low voice.
With Mo Hanshang's words, the other students in the Demon Class fell into deep thought.
They followed Mo Hanshang's words, and after seeing the instructors stretching out their hands just now, they began to imagine how to restrain the instructors in their minds.
When Guiwu saw the students of Nantao College, his displeasure became more and more obvious.
In his eyes, he couldn't even beat these training instructors.
These students are wastes one by one!
Especially seeing the obvious fear in the eyes of those students, and not daring to step forward to fight.
The bottom of my heart became more and more irritable.
What do these wastes usually study in the academy
With such qualifications, how dare you call him an elite student
When the chief dean asked who would challenge the third academy.
Once again, the audience fell into dead silence.
The students pushed each other, but no one wanted to go forward.
The irritability and disdain in Onimu's heart was unbearable.
He slammed the table, and glanced at the students with contempt: "A bunch of trash! Why should I waste my time for you trash! What shit training, I don't have the leisure!"
The expressions on the faces of the students became extremely embarrassed. Some of them were thin-skinned, their faces were flushed, and their eyes were flushed.
"Awu, you..." Zou Mo frowned, just about to speak to appease Ghost Wu.
But Guiwu yelled at him furiously: "Okay! It's because you are bored and dragged me to waste time on this group of trash! These trash, no matter how much they train, they are still trash!"
The words that didn't leave the slightest sympathy made the faces of the college students present turn red.
Want to refute, but do not know how to refute.
The opponent is Master Onimu.
The well-known Onimusu master.
His abilities are known throughout the world of Nirvana.
In his eyes, they are indeed just trash.
Can…
When Onimu said in public that they were trash.
The self-esteem of all the students seemed to be trampled on the ground.
But they dare not speak out.