Chapter 3035
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Seeing Feng Wu and Chen Ziyun leave, the other students were envious.
Especially Sun Yu and the others, who all sighed inwardly.
They had been to the Peaceful Grassland several times, but because they weren't Spiritual Kings yet, they could only wander around on the outskirts of the forest. They weren't qualified to enter the middle layer.
Neither the people of Dongsang Country nor the capital institute had any interest in killing students.
There was no telling if it was a rule set by the higher-ups, but if they killed cultivators who were much weaker than them, not only would they not be rewarded, they would also lose points.
Once their points were deducted, they would lose their military rank.
No one was willing to do something like that, unless they had a deep-seated hatred for someone else.
The general idea was to protect the students while they grew up.
Therefore, in the peaceful grassland, the students were ignored, and the top-notch big shots were in a stalemate. Thus, colonel-level cultivators like the Spirit King Realm were the true main force.
Feng Wu and the others headed for the forest.
There were five people in the team.
The first was Senior Lan, a hot-tempered Level 3 Spiritual King.
The second was Senior Min, a mild-tempered Level 2 Spiritual King.
The third was Chen Ziyun, Feng Wu's friend, a Level 1 Spiritual King.
The fourth was Feng Wu, a peak Level 2 Spiritual King.
Seeing that Senior Sister Lan had been flattering that arrogant senior, Feng Wu couldn't help but be curious. She was on his side in everything she said and did.
"He's the only Level 4 Spiritual King in our team," Chen Ziyun told Feng Wu in a low voice.
Senior Sister Lan, who was walking in front, frowned when she heard the murmurs behind her.
Turning around, she glared at Feng Wu. "There's something I want you to understand!"
Feng Wu looked at her in bewilderment.
Resting her hands on her waist, Senior Lan walked up to Feng Wu and stared down at her. "You made an exception to join the team. If you weren't here to make up the numbers, you wouldn't be here at all!"
Feng Wu glanced at Senior Lan in resignation.
Chen Ziyun was instantly displeased.
"Senior sister Lan, our Xiao Wu's strength is pretty good. Previously on the fighting stage …"
Senior Lan threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. "Do you think you would be here if you hadn't performed well in the arena?!"
"That's because I didn't fight. Otherwise, you wouldn't be here!" Senior Lan said arrogantly.
Chen Ziyun was speechless.
Big Sister, you can't say it like that.
Even though you're also a Spirit King, you're over twenty, so you don't have the qualifications to go on stage. Our family's Xiao Wu is only fourteen! Do you have the nerve to compare yourself with her?
Senior Sister Lan tried to intimidate Feng Wu. "I'm a Level 3 Spiritual King, and you're only a Level 2 Spiritual King. So, you'll have to listen to me once we're inside!"
Chen Ziyun facepalmed. Sister, you're a three-star Psionic King. How can you compare to Xiao Wu, who's a two-star Psionic King?
I don't know what you're so proud of.
He wanted to argue with Sister Lan, but Feng Wu tugged at him and shook her head.
Chen Ziyun didn't want Feng Wu to suffer like this. He frowned and said, "Senior Lan, if this is your attitude, then we won't be joining this team."
Senior Sister Lan looked at Chen Ziyun as if he was a retard. "Are you sure?"
Chen Ziyun pulled Feng Wu away. "I'm sure! We're not going. You guys can form a new team and go! "
Senior Sister Lan's face was livid with anger!
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