The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

If Yan Di won, it could be proved that these resurrected undead were not weaker than the purebred undead.

The oppressed resurrected undead were practically praying with their souls for the favor of the goddess of victory.

Shen Yanxiao did not know that her appearance brought a glimmer of hope to those resurrected undead living at the bottom.

Shen Yanxiao took her students to the center of the martial arts arena, where Luoqiu and his students had already arrived. As soon as the two sides met, the atmosphere in the martial arts arena became strange.

The students in the stands stared below even harder, fearing that they would miss the little sparks of passion.

In terms of the entrance of the two sides, Luoqiu’s team was the winner.

Whether in momentum or in death energy, Shen Yanxiao’s team could not hold a candle to them.

Furthermore…

Some students noticed that when Zhanye’s group entered the arena, their movements were neither agile nor loose. It might be said that they completely lacked energy. Compared to the momentum of Naken’s group when entering the arena, they were much weaker.

Their walking movements did not have much strength, did not have much speed. They were nothing but a pile of poop.

In the midst of all the chattering, Kehr stepped forward from the sidelines. Today, he was the referee for this competition.

“Are you all ready?” Kehr looked at Luoqiu and Shen Yanxiao.

If he could, he really wanted to stop the competition right now. He did have a glimmer of hope when he saw the intensity with which Zhanye’s group trained. But when he saw the results of the training of Naken and his companions, the glimmer of hope in his heart had been completely extinguished.

Luoqiu deserved to be in the top ten mentors of Deathfire Academy. He had a good command of teaching students.

Kehr was the most effective in training soldiers, but Luoqiu was better at handling students than he was.

Even Kehr had to admit that.

Luoqiu nodded his head confidently.

Shen Yanxiao also responded.

“In this competition, learning from one another is the most important. By no means do you have to severely injure the other side.” Kehr stated.

“That’s natural.” Luoqiu let out a gentle laugh. On his dignified face, his eyes which were like those of a venomous snake sparkled with a cunning light.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Luoqiu and said nothing more. Kehr’s words could not bind Luoqiu at all. Shen Yanxiao had gone through so many tricks in her life. Even if she used her toes to think, she still could tell what evil ideas were in the heart of the hypocrite standing opposite her, but…

She was the same.

They were six of one and half a dozen of the other[1]. Everything would depend on who was better at chess.

Kehr sighed and announced the official start of the competition.

The content of the competition between Shen Yanxiao and Luoqiu was very simple. Each side would dispatch forty-seven students to fight a team battle. The match would continue until all the players of one side fell down or one side announced surrender.

It was conceivable how chaotic the battle of nearly a hundred people would be.

Shen Yanxiao and Luoqiu withdrew from the ring under Kehr’s leadership and sat aside in the spectator’s seats.

There were only students on either side of the ring.

Naken, with his hands crossed over his chest, looked arrogantly at Zhanye standing across from him.

“Zhanye, you are really so foolish. Since you’re so eager to court your own death, If I don’t help you in accomplishing that, I will feel ashamed.” Naken noticed that there was no difference between the current death energy of Zhanye’s group and where they stood a month ago. Obviously, in this month, their death energy did not grow at all. On the other hand, he had grown rapidly, and could almost imagine how he would “take care of” his old opponent later.

[1] equals each other; the same as each other