When the battle broke out in the front courtyard, Bone Douluo was stationed in the rear hall.
The front courtyard was quite far from the rear hall, and voices could not be heard, but the sounds of fighting still faintly carried over. The crackling from up front made the children's expressions change.
They had killed spirit beasts and fought assassins. The boys had even taken down several thugs together. But this was their first time experiencing enemies at the Spirit Emperor level from such close range. Though they were not the ones fighting and knew their teachers were formidable, they could not help worrying.
Bone Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong, whose face was pale but whose gaze remained resolute. Satisfaction nearly overflowed from his heart. His little demoness was finally growing up. Turning to Master, he expressed his gratitude. "We must thank the academy's teachers for raising our Rongrong so well. She has become much more sensible too."
Master was not good with words to begin with, and his thoughts were focused on the front courtyard. He merely exchanged a few polite words with Bone Douluo, who did not mind.
The commotion from the front grew louder and louder.
The sound of wind, roars, staff strikes, and the wails of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards blended together, making everyone increasingly anxious.
"I never want to sit here knowing nothing again. If this happens again, I want to fight too," Ma Hongjun said dejectedly.
Yes, everyone wanted to fight fiercely at the front rather than hide in the back. The helplessness of being too weak tugged at the hearts of the Shrek Seven Devils.
Tang San released his Martial Soul and used it to sense the Blue Silver Grass, listening in on the situation ahead.
"It seems to be over up