"How utterly shameless."
"You can't even save yourself, yet you still have the nerve to say you'll defeat Junior Sister Wu Shuang first. Do you have that kind of strength?"
"Hahaha, this is enough to make people laugh their teeth out."
"You're merely at the First Order Barren Moon Tier, yet you dare say something like that."
"I think this kid is just so used to putting on airs that, even knowing he's bound to lose, he refuses to admit it."
"He'll regret it soon enough. Heh heh heh!"
A torrent of curses rang out one after another.
It seemed Qin Shaofeng had truly incurred everyone's wrath, and everyone wanted to see his miserable state.
It was as though his miserable state had already appeared before their eyes.
There were indeed quite a few people who thought so.
Even Nie Xuanxing and Ye Leng, the two classes' instructors, frowned tightly.
They truly wanted to determine victory and defeat against each other.
But the battle between Qin Shaofeng and the other two was simply too strange.
Whether in cultivation, strength, or the power of their martial skills,
Wu Shuang clearly held an overwhelming advantage.
Yet Qin Shaofeng did not even defend himself, and still somehow looked as though victory was already in his grasp.
This...
We'd all been completely muddled, all right?
They merely felt that something was not right.
Manager Zhang, acting as referee, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
My lord!
Could you please stop putting on airs?
You were clearly no match for her, so why were you still doing this?
Wouldn't it be better to let me step in and help end this match?
In the air, Wujin Wen laughed. "Tianyang, do you think that girl Wu Shuang can force out Shaofeng's true strength?"
"Force out