Chapter 1207
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Smell?
Ye Qing Luo's expression instantly turned cold.
Right.
Earlier when they were drawing the wooden lots, Liu Xue Yue had specially asked Yun Duan to start from her.
Using the smell, it was easy to know what colour wooden lot she had drawn.
Using the smell, Liu Xue Yue could also easily draw the wooden lot which matched the devil class.
Liu Xue Yue did this?
In order to target devil class, she took such a huge risk?
If the academy found out that they had tampered with the wooden lots, their ending would definitely not be worse than Intermediate Profound Class Two.
They somehow felt that the Liu Xue Yue today was extremely strange.
So strange that it sent chills down their spines.
"Since Liu Xue Yue's target is us, then she must be fully prepared for this competition." Ye Qing Luo squinted her eyes slightly as she took a deep breath, "This competition, we are here to prove ourselves, to prove the existence of devil class, so there's no need for you to hide anything, just give it your all."
Devil class's students were stunned when they heard that.
Give it their all?
Give it their all in the finals?
Then, in tomorrow's finals, they would not be able to play any tricks that they were not prepared for.
"I don't want anything to happen to any of you. Don't forget, you're still injured." Ye Qing Luo's expression turned solemn as her eyes swept past these students, "I don't want you to wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off, adding injuries on top of your injuries."
Devil class's students nodded their heads.
After two days of competition, they had almost forgotten that their bodies could not take the strain of the competition.
If they were injured during the competition.
After the effects of the medicine had worn off …..
The injuries from the sneak attack, plus the side effects of the medicine, as well as new injuries.
Even if they didn't die, they would at least lose half of their lives!
…..
On the stage, the competition had already started.
The first competition was the battle between Low Profound Class Two and High Profound Class One.
In the Low Profound Class Two's team, Ye Qing Luo saw her own brother, who had actually taken part in the competition.
"Qing Luo, isn't that your brother?" Qiao Jin's sharp eyes also discovered Ye Feng Yu standing in front of the team, "Is he alright?"
Ye Qing Luo slowly shook her head.
After saving Ye Feng Yu, she didn't go to see him.
With Old Man Gui You around, she believed that Ye Feng Yu would be fine.
But she had not expected Ye Feng Yu to take part in the competition today.
Ye Feng Yu had suffered such heavy injuries in just one day. Could he really hold on until the end of the competition?
Once he stepped onto the stage, he would have to fight to the very end, until all the students in his class collapsed.
In her heart, she was worried for Ye Fengyu.
However, she did not stand up, nor did she say anything to stop him from participating.
His own body, he knew it well.
Ye Feng Yu was no longer a child.
This was his choice, so let him carry it out to the end.
She couldn't protect him forever.
There were many things that Ye Fengyu had to solve himself.
Since Ye Feng Yu had chosen to participate in the battle while injured …
Even if he was heavily injured and collapsed on the arena, or was about to face death.
That was also his choice.
"He's your brother. He must be confident." As though he could tell what Ye Qing Luo was thinking about, Qiao Jin gently patted Ye Qing Luo's shoulder as he consoled her.
Ye Qing Luo replied with an indifferent "hmm".
Because Ye Feng Yu was also in the competition, everyone was watching this match very seriously.
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