"I don't care whether I can achieve the purpose of training, anyway, the students of our college cannot die," the dean said angrily, at least, they cannot die in his hands.

"Dean Tianzhen Guan, I might as well tell you the truth. The last thirty days are the highlight of the training. During these thirty days, not only will students die, but more and more students will die. And now, there are still half a month.

Time, whether it is your grace or our lack of grace, can still not prevent the arrival of death. You have to accept it, and you have to accept it if you don't accept it," Feng Qiyue said calmly.

But I heard the dean became furious, "You mean, someone else will die."

"Inevitable" Feng Qiyue nodded.

"No, I won't allow it. We can't have any more students die in our college," the dean shouted with a red face.

"I'm afraid I can't help you," Feng Qiyue said calmly.

"Feng Qiyue, we have to withdraw from this experience." Dean Guan sighed heavily and made a decision.

"I don't have any objection to quitting, but you'd better ask the students in your college if they have any objection." Feng Qiyue said calmly.

"You guys come back with me and won't participate in the training." Dean Guan turned to the Fenghua students and said.

The Fenghua students looked at each other, it was only half a month. They persisted for two and a half months, and the training was over after only half a month. Do they want to give up halfway?

To be honest, they don't want to

Because all the students who have experienced it have deeply felt that in the two and a half months of their experience, the hardship and fatigue are real, and the danger of death is also real. However, they have made greater progress than they have made in several years of studying in the academy.

, even many students who have not made breakthroughs for a long time have been promoted. So, how can they be willing to leave easily?

Death is indeed caused by inferior skills, but as a cultivator, how can you be afraid of death?

They have been tossing around in the Demonic Forest for so long, and they can no longer return to the academy and become hothouse flowers step by step. They are even used to the new life full of adventure and excitement, and they don't want to leave.

As a result, Fenghua's students fell silent collectively and did not respond to Dean Guan's words.

"What do you mean?" the director asked puzzledly.

"Dean Guan, we don't want to leave. The training is not over yet. If we give up halfway, it will be extremely detrimental to our future cultivation." Nangong Sheng knew what these students were thinking and expressed his position on their behalf.

After hearing Nangong Sheng's words, the Fenghua students nodded one after another. They didn't want to leave. They didn't want to leave.

Death is not scary. Losing self-confidence is a big trouble.

"You" the dean never imagined that these students would not want to leave

Last time, when he was in the Great Swamp, he asked them to leave once, but the naughty children refused, but it was understandable that they didn't want to leave that time. After all, there were no deaths at that time, but now, two of them are dead.

There are more than a hundred people, do you still want to stay here and die?

Dean Guan was very mad and didn't know what to do.

Turning around, Dean Guan, who was extremely angry, glared at Feng Qiyue and said: "Feng Qiyue, you are responsible for this. You must be responsible for persuading them to give up their training."

"Dean Guan, it's immoral to ruin someone's future, you know?" Feng Qiyue reminded him casually.
Chapter completed!