Qi Ming, the title of "the strongest mentor for this assessment", is not in vain.

When his sword technique was fully used, it was like a strong wind and wave, covering the sky and the earth, making people irresistible.

The first person to be sent off the ring was Luo Yu.

Next was Ling Yusheng, who had been injured.

Until the end, Chu Moli and Mu Yan were the only ones left on the huge arena.

At this moment, everyone knows that Xiaoyao Seven Sons lost.

The onlookers did not feel happy at all, but were filled with lament and regret.

It was a little bit short, and they won.

...

Qi Ming coughed lightly, and a trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

But there was no depression on his face, only full of fighting spirit, "Do you still want to continue?"

Mu Yan was about to speak, but Chu Moli pushed the wheelchair forward and slowly said, "Let's admit defeat."

Mu Yan was stunned, but saw Chu Moli looking back at her, smiling gently, but his eyes glanced at the people of the Yinyu Palace under the ring, with a calculating light flashing in his eyes.

Well, the third senior brother understands the meaning very well.

Ask her to hide her strength.

Mu Yan touched her nose and stopped talking.

Qi Ming reached out to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed twice again, "It's been so many years since I've been forced to such a mess, but I've been by you little bastards. It's interesting, haha, this year's Star New Birth is really interesting."

"But it's so dangerous. If you guys grow up for a while, I will really lose. If you lose to the students in public, then my old face will be lost today."

Chu Moli smiled softly and said with some meaning: "Teacher, you really should be grateful. It's public now, otherwise you won and won, and you still don't know!"

He didn't want to reveal his junior sister's true strength at all!

Qi Ming was stunned and didn't understand what his words meant.

Chu Moli had no time to wait for him to ask, and the wheelchair flew high and landed steadily under the ring.

But Mu Yan smiled slightly and did not leave immediately, "Teacher Qi Ming, you have to test other students next?"

Qi Ming nodded, but his brows frowned slightly.

Although he defeated the seven Xiaoyao people just now, he was also injured.

There is naturally no problem for those who want to assess the remaining students.

However, if the injury is not treated as soon as possible, and still uses spiritual power, it may cause blood stasis to be deposited in the body and eventually become a chronic disease.

Qi Ming was about to take out the pill and take it first.

Suddenly, the ding-dong piano sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming felt a warm current flowing into his body from all directions along with the sound of the piano.

The burning and painful internal organs were soothed, and the blood stasis in the chest was gradually melted away.

Qi Ming suddenly looked at Mu Yan, his eyes unblinking, full of shock.

But Mu Yan smiled leisurely and flew out of the arena in depth.

Only a light and beautiful voice echoed in the air, "Thank you for your tutor to accompany us brothers and sisters to practice, this...even if it is a thank you and apologize."

Qi Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chu Moli's words suddenly echoed in his mind, "Teacher, you should really be grateful. It's public now, otherwise I don't know who will win or lose!"

Could it be that these seven people have not done their best yet?!

When they were fighting against themselves as their Jindan mentor, they actually hid their strength.

These...who are these seven little bastards?!
Chapter completed!