Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, Spirit Battle District,
"Are they Heaven Dou First Team and Second Team?"
"Yeah."
"They don't look like much."
"Exactly."
"What are you two whispering about?"
At some point, Ouyang Ling had silently walked up behind Oslo and Yu Feng, placing his hands on their shoulders before suddenly speaking.
"Huh? Us..."
"Well, um..."
Like they had been caught doing something bad, Oslo and Yu Feng turned around and saw Ouyang Ling. For a moment, they stammered incoherently, their eyes darting around.
Until Ye Lingling exposed them from the side. "They were talking about First Team and Second Team over there."
"Oh?" Ouyang Ling followed their gazes. There were twelve members in total, each dressed flamboyantly and looking like spoiled young masters and ladies. "Those twelve are them?"
His brows furrowed slightly, his tone carrying an indescribable implication. He could tell that these twelve had barely experienced the trials of high-intensity combat. Perhaps... their cultivation levels were the only thing worth praising.
Seemingly catching the meaning in Ouyang Ling's tone, Yu Feng was no longer afraid of being scolded and immediately grew excited. "Ling, you think those twelve aren't up to par too, right?"
Ouyang Ling glanced at his eager expression, his brows lifting slightly. "But I wouldn't say it directly."
With that, he hooked an arm around Oslo and Yu Feng's necks and pulled them back, calling out to Lingling as well. "All right, stop looking. Teacher Qin said he wanted to see us. Don't keep everyone else waiting too long."
Yu Feng stumbled from being dragged away, still shouting, "Hey, hey, hey... aren't we going to watch a little longer?"
Who would have thought that Ouyang Ling would shut him down with a single sentence? "Watch what? Watch them peck each other to death like weaklings?