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The same goes for Headwind Academy.

Luo Xue slapped hundreds of students away at the same time.

"Come again!"

"If you can't withstand any of my moves, go to the pressure room to practice for a day and then come out!"

"Our Niefeng College has always been second, and others are second, but there will definitely be a war after the lockdown is lifted. Do you still want to be that second?"

"If you don't want to be scolded as a second-rate man again, just practice as hard as you want!"

A month and a half has passed since the self-imposed period.

There is still one and a half months left.

Not just the academy.

The same goes for sects.

The sect leaders of each sect have retreated to the back because the old monsters have come out.

"If the sect and the academy are still fighting now, that would be a real joke!" Their tone was calm, but the sect leaders did not dare to say anything, "Whether it is the sect or the academy, we are all from the divine domain.

people."

"We must fight for the divine domain!"

"The kind who are determined to sow discord and cause internal strife!"

"Kill them all on the spot!"

A cold expression flashed across their faces.

But with a deep regret.

"What a pity."

They raised their heads and looked at the sky, "It's a pity that the little girl named Yin Nian died."

"Otherwise, why worry about not seeing hope?"

Sometimes.

A peerless genius.

It may very well be the hope of an entire region.

Just like An Di failed to find a strong successor, An Yu was outclassed in talent by Huang Mingyu.

This only fueled the imperial ambitions.
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