Chapter 1938

A competition related to the departure and stay of the two mentors has begun in the Ming Fire Academy.

Up to the tutor, down to the students, are boiling for the competition.

Everyone is saying that the guy named Yan Di is an idiot who doesn't know the height of the earth and dare to challenge Luo Qiu.

The public opinion of the whole Ming Fire Academy is falling towards luoqiu.

On the other side, Shen Yanxiao returned to the martial arts arena with his students. None of the more than 40 students dared to talk. They stood in the martial arts arena with their heads down.

The atmosphere in the whole arena is almost suffocating.

"Take Zhan ye and Xerox to have a rest first. These bottles of potions are for them to drink." Shen Yanxiao didn't say anything more. His attitude was the same as before. He just took a few bottles of potions and handed them to the students.

Look at the time is almost, Shen Yanxiao casually explained a few words, then left the martial arts arena.

Back in the room, Shen Yanxiao, just like no one else, can't figure out what to do. Even Taotie can't understand his master's mind. He runs out, sits on the bed with two short legs and blinks at Shen Yanxiao.

"Master, I don't think your students are better dead than those little bunnies." When Taotie is in Shen Yanxiao's body, he can feel the strength of the dead spirit beside Shen Yanxiao's body. Among the dozens of students under Shen Yanxiao's hand, there is no dead spirit that is particularly strong. The one with the strongest dead spirit should be zhanye. But in luoqiu, Taotie notices that if he catches any student, the dead spirit can be compared with zhanye.

In particular, the little son of a bitch named Nakan is more pure than the ordinary young dead.

Combined with the dead spirit of the three battle fields, it is estimated that the ability is comparable to that of a naken.

The disparity is too big to be seen.

"Dead Qi doesn't mean all. There are many people in the bright land who are stronger than my magic. Qi Xia is stronger than me in magic. The fighting Qi between Nazhi and Yang Xi is purer than me, but I still abuse them." Shen Yanxiao shrugs, her own student, she knows.

Taotie sips his lips and looks at Shen Yanxiao.

Shen Yanxiao is not the best in all fields, magic is not the strongest, fighting spirit is not the highest, she can not rank in the top among the elves, and the dragon people are more ruthless than her, but she is a very wonderful existence.

Her method of fighting, and the integration of various forces, can enable her to defeat all her stronger opponents.

However, not everyone is Shen Yanxiao, who has the ability to win with the weak. Not everyone can combine all the skills like her.

There is only one Shen Yanxiao in the world, which cannot be copied.

"They are not masters." Taotie has been struggling for a long time before he put out such a sentence. As a foodie, his thinking ability is not outstanding. If he changes the rosefinch, he will turn his eyes to Shen Yanxiao for a long time.

Taotie is still too pure.

"But they are my students." Shen Yanxiao has a confident smile on her lips. She has confidence in them.

"The host likes them very much?" Taotie looks at Shen Yanxiao with his head askew. He finds that Shen Yanxiao's attitude towards the dead teenagers has changed slightly in this period of time. From the beginning to now, he ignores them, because they are humiliated, and stands up.