Fight for everyone in the South District, fight for the Gods who treat them kindly, fight for their future, and also have their own beliefs!

He gathered strong light on his knife, no longer a test, but was planning to act seriously.

Ruan Qingyan held Yin Nian's hand next to her hard, expressing her worries.

This child.

I've always just rushed forward with my head down.

Go forward, go forward again!

boom!

The huge sword light destroyed the forest and destroyed the land.

Yin Nian also pursed her lips and couldn't help but stand up, but the smoke and dust disappeared, but there was no one in front of her.

Ruan Qingjin was also stunned, "Has she ran away?"

After escaping all the way, friends died one after another, forcing Fang Xi to learn to retreat.

Yin Nian leaned back and smiled: "Good thing, I'll get my true teachings."

The Scorpion Goddess turned his head and looked at Yin Nian and others. None of them were angry or disappointed, and they never had any of them.

The one who was most disappointed was Fang Xi himself.

The sound of her escaping with people soon appeared on the field. While she ran away, she pretended to wipe away her tears inadvertently, forcing others to see it. She felt extremely ashamed and embarrassed everyone, and was lost that she could not hold on to the banner of the First Academy today.

Because Yin Nian, who she liked the most, was watching, her shame surged even more.

This scene is a little bit energetic.

"I will definitely not lose next time." Fang Xi said with force.

Dashi nodded, "We will win!"

"Go to the finish line first, this is not the final!" Everyone in the academy behind him also responded.

But they all felt regretful.

They looked at the end and lit up the flag of the South District.

When will their flags be lit?

...

The game is in full swing, and almost everyone in the West District is watching the game.

Only some people were left in the guards.

Among them, no one was left in Master Fang's weapon refining sect.

Suddenly there was a loud bang.

A group of people rushed in from outside and began to rob and smash.

"You are looking for death!" The remaining guards of the weapon refining sect rushed out, but were outnumbered.

"Who are you!" they asked angrily.

Those people didn't answer, just sneered.

But when I turned around accidentally, there was a familiar mark of force on my arm.
Chapter completed!