The two of them had already lost the opportunity and the best time to take action.
Therefore, there is no escape now.
The dagger passed through their hair, leaving a shallow mark on their necks. It was not very deep, but very shallow.
This is a competition, and just such an action is enough.
That's enough to prove a lot of things.
"You lost." The cold words, with strength and majesty, made people feel inspired.
Mu Hanyue took back the dagger and looked at the thirty people with cold eyes, with a hint of ridicule on the corner of her lips: "I didn't use my fighting spirit, you lost."
Very simple words, as if stating the facts.
That's the thing.
All thirty people's expressions were stiff, and the expressions in their eyes were somewhat ugly.
There is a shallow bright red mark on the back of each person's neck, which was left when the dagger passed through it.
Although it is very shallow, it is enough to explain everything.
As long as it goes deeper, as long as the woman is cruel, she can kill them.
Move quickly, strike decisively, and kill people invisible.
They originally thought that it would not take much effort to deal with a woman who did not need to fight, and there would be no need for so many of them to be involved.
But now, they couldn't be more wrong.
She didn't use her fighting spirit, she just held the dagger in her hand and defeated them in seconds just by relying on her own strength.
This is a fact that cannot be refuted or refuted.
They lost...
It was indeed a loss.
Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrows and looked at the thirty people, with a wicked smile on her lips: "How? Your strength is so vulnerable in front of me. Is this the result of your hard work? This is the result of your hard work.
Long-lasting strength?
If this is what you want to be strong and prove your strength, then I am here to tell you that you can get out. There are countless people who can beat you to death. In a matter of seconds, you can kill them.
If I take your lives, you will never die again,"
Seeing the changes in the faces of the thirty people, he sneered: "Don't show any negative emotions here, no one will accept this, no one will pity you, no one will sympathize, and there will be no such kind people in this world."
People will sympathize with you.
So, do you want to know the purpose of my coming here today?"
As soon as the words were finished, all thirty people in Class Seven raised their heads and looked at Mu Hanyue.
This point is the most puzzling to them and the least guessable.
Mu Hanyue suppressed the smile in her eyes, glanced at the thirty people, and said indifferently: "Tell me, do you want to become strong? Do you want to trample under your feet those who once looked down on you? Put them down.
Their dignity, their proud strength, and their self-confidence have been crushed to pieces? Do you want to shoot them to death on the beach?"
"Think." Thirty voices sounded in unison.
"Girls, haven't you eaten? Don't imitate Lin Daiyu's whispering here. Please speak louder, I didn't hear you." Mu Hanyue said coldly.
"Think." Thirty people spoke in unison, with a loud voice that resounded throughout the entire practice room.
The voice was loud and clear, even though it was just a simple word, it spoke their true feelings.
Of course they want to become stronger, want to trample those who look down upon them, want to crush their dignity, and want to hit them hard.