Chapter 711
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If it was her, would she be able to receive one move from Di Mo Xuan?
Or, could she receive one move from Long Yun Zhan?
The answer was …. She wasn't confident.
These two people's abilities, no matter if it was Di Mo Xuan or Long Yun Zhan, she wasn't their match.
Just like what she said.
There was always someone better than her in this world.
There was still a lot of room for her to improve.
This was how she felt right now.
Hence, she passed on her feelings to the students.
Self-righteousness was a common problem that all humans basically had.
Especially these young men and young ladies.
After being oppressed, receiving guidance and successfully surpassing those who had bullied them, they would probably be conceited, complacent and complacent.
Always felt that the current her was extremely powerful.
Always felt that depending on herself, she might be able to fight her way out.
Always felt that there were only a few people who were more powerful than herself in this world.
Always felt that …..
No one was perfect.
These students in the devil class also had this common problem.
Otherwise they wouldn't have formed a small team back then, and wouldn't have bullied Ni Ruo Pan who was the most trash in the class.
Even now, these students still had this kind of 'illness'.
Her words ended here. Whether they could be enlightened or not, would depend on whether these students remembered what she said in their hearts.
…
"Still want to fight?" Di Mo Xuan also heard what Ye Qing Luo said to the students. He squinted his devilish eyes, as his lips curled into a slight arc.
It wasn't ridicule, nor was it banter, but a very natural smile.
But this smile, in Long Yun Zhan's eyes, was like a needle prick.
His expressionless face sunk slightly, as his pair of frosty eyes seemed to have frozen into ice.
"Even if I can't beat you now, sooner or later, I will defeat you personally!"
Long Yun Zhan clenched his fist tightly, as he swung it towards Di Mo Xuan's face.
He was very clear that he wasn't Di Mo Xuan's match.
But on seeing Di Mo Xuan's smile, he wasn't willing to give up just like that.
Even though he knew that Di Mo Xuan had intentionally held back, and didn't use his full strength to fight with him.
Especially when Ye Qing Luo mentioned that she wasn't Di Mo Xuan's match, that string in his heart, broke.
This punch carried his unwillingness, as well as a faint … jealousy that even he himself wasn't sure about.
However, Di Mo Xuan blocked his attack once again.
Di Mo Xuan clenched his fists tightly as his body suddenly leaned forward.
The two of them were getting closer and closer.
He heard Di Mo Xuan chuckling beside his ear, "Long Yun Zhan, no matter how long it takes, you will never be my match. Strength is one, and so is Little Luo 'er. "
Long Yun Zhan's body suddenly stiffened.
His usually emotionless eyes were suddenly filled with panic.
He took a few steps back guiltily and did not even have the courage to look at Di Mo Xuan.
Di Mo Xuan knew?
She knew the deepest secret in his heart?
Knew of his feelings for Ye Qing Luo?
No wonder …
No wonder Di Mo Xuan had been intentionally letting him off, intentionally tangling with him for such a long time.
Di Mo Xuan did this on purpose.
He intentionally wanted to use this matter to declare his ownership of Ye Qing Luo.
Long Yunzhan's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around and disappeared from the training ground in the blink of an eye.
After a moment of deathly silence, the surroundings fell into a deathly silence.
Tong Zi Qing's eyes were filled with worry, as she wanted to chase up to him, but she didn't know where Long Yun Zhan had disappeared to.
Looking at the composed Ye Qing Luo, she pursed her red lips as she asked apprehensively, "Class monitor, he ….."
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