A Draw

Whatever Ning Rongrong might have been thinking, Qin Muchu, still locked in combat, nodded inwardly. Xiao Wu was a Soul Beast in human form, after all. Her body was far stronger than a human's, and she often read the Travelogue of the Myriad Heavens with him. Both her approach to cultivation and her battle awareness had long since surpassed those of others at her level.

With Ning Rongrong supporting her, her fighting strength was now not much weaker than his.

Of course, if he went all out, Xiao Wu would be no match for him. But there was no need for that. He had to give Sister Xiao Wu some face.

Four people had already been eliminated, leaving only him, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong. There was no point in fighting on. After forcing Xiao Wu back with a sword strike, he called to Flender, "Headmaster, how about we call this match a draw?"

Flender could naturally tell that Qin Muchu was holding back, but he said nothing. Their fighting strength had long since surpassed the level of academy students.

Besides, he had arranged the match to sharpen their teamwork. With only three of them left, there was no point in continuing. After a brief hesitation, he agreed to Qin Muchu's suggestion.

"It's finally over." Ning Rongrong let out a long breath, clasped her hands together, and put away the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Forgetting all about appearances, she plopped down on the ground. She had looked relaxed throughout the fight, as though all she had to do was stand in place and boost everyone. In truth, maintaining boosts on three people at once had consumed a great deal of her Soul Power. Especially when Qin Muchu and Xiao Wu had been fighting one-on-one, she had been terrified that