Chapter 1953

If Shen Yanxiao wins, it can be proved that these resurrected undead are not weaker than pure undead.

The oppressed resurrected spirits are almost praying for the care of the goddess of victory with their souls.

Shen Yanxiao didn't know that her appearance brought a glimmer of hope to the resurrected spirits living at the bottom.

Shen Yanxiao takes his students to the center of the competition field, where luoqiu and his students have already arrived. As soon as they meet, the atmosphere of the competition field becomes strange.

The students in the stands are even more frightened of missing the little spark of passion.

As far as the two teams are concerned, luoqiu is the winner.

They are all gentle and gentle in both momentum and death.

What's more

Some students noticed that when zhanye and their group of teenagers entered the arena, their movements were not agile, and they were loose and had no spirit to speak of. On the contrary, they were bullied by naken and their momentum was much weaker.

There's no strength or speed in this road. It's better than a basket!

In a sound of discussion, Kyle came out from the side, this game, by him as the referee.

"Are you all ready?" Kyle looked at luoqiu and Shen Yanxiao.

If he could, he really wanted to stop the game now. He had a glimmer of hope for them when he saw the strength of their training in the field. But when he saw the training results of Nakan, the glimmer of hope in his heart was completely extinguished.

Luoqiu is worthy of being one of the ten mentors of the Ming fire college. He really has a hand in teaching students.

Kyle is the most effective at training soldiers, but rochu is better at students than him.

Even Kyle has to admit it.

Rochu nodded confidently.

Shen Yanxiao also replied.

"This competition is mainly about competition. Don't hurt your life." Kyle said.

"That's nature." Luo Qiu chuckled. On his dignified face, his eyes, like those of a poisonous snake, glistened with sinister light.

Shen Yanxiao looks at Luo Qiu and says nothing more. Kyle's words have no binding force on Luo Qiu at all. Shen Yanxiao has experienced so many tricks. He wants to know with his toes that there are some vicious ideas in the heart of the hypocrite. However

So is she.

Half a kilo to eight Liang, it depends on who is better at chess.

Kyle sighed and announced the official start of the game.

The competition between Shen Yanxiao and Luo Qiu was very simple. Each side sent 47 students to fight in teams until all the members of the other side were laid down or one side announced its surrender.

Nearly 100 people's war, we can imagine how chaotic it will be.

Shen Yanxiao and Luo Qiu, led by Kyle, withdrew from the arena and sat on the sidelines.

Only students from both sides are left in the competition.

Nakan, with his hands around his chest, looked arrogantly at the field directly opposite him.

"Zhanye, you are so stupid to come home. I'm sorry that I can't help you in such a hurry." Nakan noticed that there was no difference between the dead spirit of zhanye and that of a month ago. Obviously, the dead spirit of zhanye didn't grow up a little in this month, but he grew up rapidly. He could almost imagine how he would take care of the old opponent in the future.