The second round of competition.
Ye Qing Luo naturally let the ten of them challenge Long Yun Zhan, Yan Xiao Yi, Qiao Jin and Mo Yue Ying.
As for Beiming Lu Lu, Ye Qing Luo gave her several prescriptions, asking her to make the best use of her time to refine pills.
As for the main output, these students were more than enough.
With the main output, they still needed support and treatment.
Beiming Lu Lu just happened to provide these two points.
Moreover, as compared to training and fighting, Beiming Lu Lu apparently liked to refine pills more.
After challenging the four members of the class committee, it was time to challenge Di Mo Xuan.
As long as they were able to last more than ten rounds in Di Mo Xuan's hands, they would obtain the rights to choose their weapons.
When these students heard that, although they felt that this kind of round after round of competition was indeed too much for them.
But they had to admit.
It had aroused their fighting spirit.
Even if there was no weapon as a reward, they also wanted to try their best to challenge the class committee, to challenge Supreme Mo.
Looking at the students' fighting spirit, Ye Qing Luo gave a satisfied smile, "This battle, is our battle to turn the tables. Let the other classes, and even the other academies, see clearly that we, devil class, are not a waste class. "
"Your current hard work and hard work, will make your future, filled with surprises! If you want to wash away the shame of being waste, then use your sweat, to wipe away this shame! "
"Remember this, this battle, is not for me, not for devil class, but for yourselves! For your own dignity, for your own future! "
"I hope, in future no matter where you go, there will be people using an envious and worshipping tone to say to you," Wow ~ you are devil class's students ". Devil class, will become the synonym of your glory! "
Ye Qing Luo's sonorous voice paused, as her gaze swept past them, "Do you have confidence!"
"Yes!"
…
After five days of sleepless resistance.
Finally, there were two students, who fought their way out of the tight encirclement, obtaining two weapons.
One was Bei Ming Lian Cheng, the other was Tong Zi Qing.
Long Yun Zhan and the others, were all exhausted.
Yan Xiao Yi and Mo Yue Ying, were all covered with big and small injuries.
Qiao Jin also couldn't avoid some external injuries.
But the four of them, had a relaxed and satisfied smile on their faces.
Even Long Yun Zhan, when he saw the students' huge improvement, his brows revealed a smile.
However, what puzzled everyone was …
Yan Xiao Yi and Qiao Jin did not speak during these few days of training.
They didn't say a word to each other.
After accepting the challenge, he led his team to fight against Qiao Jin's team.
Yan Xiao Yi did not hold back at all.
On the contrary, it was Qiao Jin.
When facing Mo YueYue Ying and Long Yun Zhan's team, his attacks were ruthless and every move was fatal.
But when it came to Yan Xiao Yi, he was so terrified that he retreated step by step. Other than passively receiving Yan Xiao Yi's attacks, he had no intention of retaliating.
After a few times, Yan Xiao Yi directly refused to compete with Qiao Jin.
Ye Qing Luo crossed her arms in front of her chest as she squinted her eyes and stared at the strange atmosphere between the both of them. She nudged Di Mo Xuan, "What conflict are the both of them having this time?"
Di Mo Xuan's shimmering peach blossom eyes glanced over as he shook his head.
Apart from her, no one else mattered.
Naturally, he would not bother to pay attention to it.
On the other hand, Tong Zi Qing, who was resting on the ground, put down the pure grade whip in her hand and mumbled, "Maybe … I helped the wrong person."
"Hmm?" Ye Qing Luo raised her brows and squatted down to gossip, "Tell me about it."
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