When other classes heard Zong Yue's words, they couldn't help but be a little jealous.
However, this time all the magic cores in their hands were robbed. Even if they wanted to cultivate spiritual beasts, they had no resources.
However, when I thought about Class Nine who were not qualified to enter the Yulingyuan, the other classes immediately became much calmer.
In the future, if they have a magic core, they can still go to the Yuling Academy to cultivate spirit beasts, but Class 9...even if they have a demon core, they are not qualified to enter the Yuling Academy.
Class 1 received the good news that the trials were ahead of schedule, but Class 9 received the news that it was about to be disbanded.
"It's such a pity that we are going to the Yuling Academy to cultivate our natal spirit beasts now, but some people have to hide under the quilt and cry, accepting the cruel reality of being kicked out of the academy." Fu Yiran spoke slowly, saying this
At that moment, my eyes couldn't help but fall on Yi Fengliu.
"There's still half a month, everything is not certain yet." Du Hong couldn't help but said.
"Not necessarily?" Fu Yiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "People have to accept their fate. Our fate is to represent the college in the college competition, and you... are trash that no one cares about. This is fate."
"You are looking for death!" Du Hong slightly narrowed his eyes and subconsciously took a step forward, but was stopped by Yi Fengliu on the side.
Yi Fengliu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Fu Yiran.
Fu Yiran looked at Yi Fengliu in front of him and said with a smile: "I am going to Yulingyuan with my mentor now. What? You are going too?"
Just as Fu Yiran finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said with a fake smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, look at my mind, I have forgotten that you are now in Class 9, Class 9...
You are not qualified to enter Yulingyuan."
"You!" Du Hongshuang's face turned red with anger at Fu Yiran's words, but Yifeng Liu firmly suppressed him.
"Yiran, it's time to go." Jiang Shishi walked to Fu Yiran's side, her eyes never looking at Yi Fengliu.
Fu Yiran smiled slightly, put his hand around Jiang Shishi's waist provocatively, and took Jiang Shishi with him to follow the footsteps of a group of others.
Yi Fengliu watched the two people leaving with cold eyes and let go of Du Hongshao.
"Old Yi, why are you stopping me? I may not be able to defeat that thief Fu Yiran now!" Du Hong looked at Yi Fengliu and said.
Yi Fengliu said: "Now is not the time."
Du Hong was stunned for a moment. Du Qingzheng walked up to him, grabbed his neck and said: "You are really stupid when I say you are stupid. What's the use of beating him now? If you want to beat him, of course you have to do it in the selection competition."
, beat him to death."
Du Hong blinked slightly.
Du Qingzheng raised his head with a smile and looked at Liu Shaobai who was standing in Class Nine.
"Master, do you mean what I said?"
Du Qingzheng's words brought the students of Class Nine back to their senses. They all looked at Liu Shaobai, their eyes full of expectation.
In half a month, Liu Shaobai helped them grow from a puddle of mud to a existence second only to Class One.
So……
What kind of miracles will Liu Shaobai bring them in the next month and a half?
Looking at those sparkling eyes, Liu Shaobai stretched out and said, "Go back and rest. Starting tomorrow, you will not have a good life."
Hearing Liu Shaobai's words, the students in Class 9 not only showed no fear at all, but they all felt as if they had been injected with blood.
"yes!"
Liu Shaobai looked at these energetic little boys, and the corner of his mouth slowly raised a slight arc.
