Peacock Spirit? Can It Use Five-Colored Divine Light?

Obviously, in the match between Slime Academy and Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the victor was once again Slime Academy.

Although both Zhu Zhuqing and Oscar had lost an arm, one was an auxiliary Spirit Master, while the other was little more than an inconspicuous accessory.

Their impact on the battle had not been significant. Not to mention Qin Ming, that traitor who had restricted his own team members and forbidden them from using their fourth spirit skills.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy had suffered a crushing defeat!

As the footsteps gradually faded, the air on the training ground seemed to freeze into ice, becoming a hundred times more oppressive than when Qin Ming had been present.

Yu Feng, the most hot-tempered among them, was the first to lose control. He viciously punched the ground!

A fierce gust slammed into the ground, cracking the bluestone slabs with spiderweb-like fractures.

"What kind of bullshit logic is that? Slime Academy struck first and beat Tian Heng into that state, yet we weren't even allowed to fight back? Were we supposed to just stand there and take it?"

Yu Feng withdrew his fist, his pupils blazing with rage.

"I only regret that I didn't shred that cat into minced meat on the spot!"

Even Shi Mo, who was usually steady and composed, clenched his knuckles until they cracked.

"What exactly was Teacher Qin thinking? This is far too suspicious."

Shi Mo crossed his arms over his chest, his stern profile looking even gloomier beneath the mottled light and shadow.

"I'm starting to think those people from the Slime Team are his actual students, while we're just strays he picked up."

Yu Feng muttered with a curl of his lip, his tone dripping with mockery.

"Now that you mention it, I remembered something."

Osler suddenly lowered