Zhao Zhe shifted his gaze to the left. The Calamities they encountered kept getting stronger. At this rate, they might really encounter a King at the Fourth Tier.
Let me think. Under normal circumstances, what tier did you have to reach to meet a King again?
Fourth Tier, Blessed One; Fifth Order, Priest; sixth tier, Lord; seventh tier, King...
Zhao Zhe stared at Ye Buyu, dumbfounded. Was she really a living person and not a ghost?
Kid, it was a miracle you were still alive.
Lan Huaiyu held her forehead. Ye Buyu really couldn't be judged by normal standards. No, rather, the Hold Up the Heavens Team couldn't be assessed by normal standards.
Thinking of that file secured behind several locks gave her a headache too.
She didn't know whether this trip to the River of Forgetfulness would be good or bad for them.
"Going from newly entering the Third Tier to breaking through in half a month isn't entirely impossible. No matter how powerful your support is, it can't compare to being strong yourself."
Yet the four showed no intention of letting her off.
Only one word remained in Ye Buyu's lifeless eyes: resignation.
Half a month of hellish training began.
They were thrown into crowds of Fourth Tier Calamities, beaten up by teachers working together, pelted with lightning balls in the gravity chamber, made to wade through volcanoes, and subjected to freezing.
The four Principals took turns, opening with their strongest moves. Saying things like, "Dear students, you need to get used to constantly being suppressed by a higher-tier aura," they charged over.
They grabbed them and began beating them senseless.
They still remembered the unforgettable sight of Lei Yue holding Lou Guanshan by the ankle like a little chick, repeatedly smashing him around.
Ding Ruixue chased Wan