At the entrance, Shen Yanxiao quietly arrived with more than forty students.
Different from the silence when Luo Qiu entered the arena, Shen Yanxiao's appearance caused the entire competition ground to boil in an instant.
All the students stretched their heads and looked at this rumored, magical mentor.
Pairs of eyes full of curiosity and ridicule were all focused on Shen Yanxiao.
This is not praise, but a form of discrimination.
Accompanying these complicated eyes were those unconcealed sarcastic words, those words as sharp as the tip of a knife, which filled the ears of Shen Yanxiao and Zhan Ye mercilessly.
The students standing behind Shen Yanxiao clenched their fists in such an atmosphere. They lowered their heads and felt sour in their hearts.
However, Shen Yanxiao, who was walking at the forefront, stopped her posture. There was no trace of fluctuation on her delicate little face. She responded to these negative public opinions with a cold eye, as if it had nothing to do with her.
Yi Rui in the stands looked at Shen Yanxiao's calm face with a smile on his lips.
It was just such an expression. On that day, when they were being chased by the mole beasts, she walked up to them with this insignificant expression on her face, as if nothing in the world could shake her in the slightest.
Shen Yanxiao is not as aloof and free as Yi Rui imagined. It's just that she has encountered this situation too many times. From Saint Laurent Academy to the deserted land, no matter whether it is ridicule or discrimination, it can no longer shake her in the slightest.
Furthermore, Shen Yanxiao can actually understand these cynical children.
The hierarchy in the world of the undead is very cruel. In the eyes of these purebred undead teenagers, she is like a primary school student, while they are already at the level of high school students. Suddenly a primary school student is asked to be a teacher for high school students. This kind of gap is definitely not ordinary. I can bear it. I guess these naughty kids must feel that their dean is crazy.
It is impossible for her to accept it calmly for a tutor who is at the level of a primary school student.
but……
She doesn’t care whether they accept it or not!
Let’s talk about it later!
With an extremely ferocious mentality, Shen Yanxiao led a group of his followers and walked into the competition arena with high spirits. His calm expression and free and easy attitude made a group of students who were waiting to see Shen Yanxiao make a fool of himself. Completely not calm anymore.
"Does this guy have any sense of shame?" Seeing a low-level undead appearing in such a arrogant and powerful role as a mentor, a group of teenagers with extremely low mental endurance expressed themselves completely crazy.
Do you dare to be low-key? Be shy! Do you have any sense of being a low-level undead?
The purebred undead were angrily, but on the other side, the two hundred resurrected undead students showed a look of surprise when they saw Shen Yanxiao.
As resurrected undead, they must keep their heads down to survive. Not to mention raising their heads and chests high in front of a group of advanced undead. If they don't escape as fast as lightning, they are already considered bold.
But Shen Yanxiao was so confident, so indifferent, and so arrogant that these resurrected undead who were oppressed by class could not help but feel a little hope in their hearts.
That petite mentor, like them, was a low-level undead who was not taken seriously, but she had the courage to challenge Luo Qiu. This courage surprised them and made them envious.
They began to subconsciously pray that victory in this game would come to Shen Yanxiao.