Qi Ming's title as "the strongest instructor in this assessment" is not for nothing.

When his swordsmanship is fully unleashed, it is like a huge storm, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the earth, making it impossible for anyone to resist.

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

Then came Ling Yusheng, who had already been injured.

Until the end, Chu Moli and Muyan were the only two people left in the huge arena.

At this moment, everyone knew that Xiaoyao Qizi had lost.

The cultivators who were watching did not feel happy at all, but were filled with lamentation and regret.

Just a little bit, really just a little bit, they won.

…

Qi Ming coughed lightly, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

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

Muyan was about to speak when Chu Moli pushed the wheelchair forward and said slowly: "We admit defeat."

Muyan was startled, but she saw Chu Moli looking back at her with a gentle smile, but his eyes were glanced at the people in the Silver Feather Palace under the ring, with a calculating light shining in his eyes.

Well, the third senior brother’s meaning is very clear.

Ask her to hide her strength.

Muyan touched her nose and stopped talking.

Qi Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and coughed twice again, "It has been many years since I was forced into such an embarrassing situation, but I am still being pushed by you little bastards. It's interesting, haha, this year's new stars are really awesome.

interesting."

"However, it's really dangerous. If I continue to be grown up by you brats for a while, I will really lose. If I lose to the students in public, then my old face will be really humiliated today."

Chu Moli chuckled lowly and said with a hint: "Teacher, you should really be grateful that you are in front of a large audience at this moment, otherwise we still don't know who will lose and who will win!"

He doesn’t want to expose his junior sister’s true strength at all!

Qi Ming was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

But Chu Moli didn't wait for him to ask. The wheelchair flew high and landed firmly under the ring.

Muyan smiled slightly and did not leave immediately, "Teacher Qi Ming, you will also be assessing other students next, right?"

Qi Ming nodded, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Although he had just defeated the Xiaoyao Seven, he was also injured.

There is no problem if you want to assess the remaining students.

However, if the injury is not treated as soon as possible and spiritual power is still used, blood stasis may accumulate in the body and eventually turn into a chronic disease.

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

Suddenly, the tinkling sound of the piano sounded.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Ming felt a warm current pouring into his body from all directions, accompanied by the sound of the piano.

The burning and painful internal organs were soothed, and the blood stasis on the chest was dissolved little by little.

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

Muyan smiled leisurely and flew down the ring.

Only a light and sweet voice echoed in the air, "Thank you, mentor, for accompanying us brothers and sisters to practice for a while. This... can be considered a thank you and apology."

Qi Ming's pupils suddenly shrank.

Chu Moli's words suddenly echoed in his mind: "Teacher, you really should be grateful. It's in front of a large audience at this moment. Otherwise, we still don't know who will lose and who will win!"

Could it be that these seven people haven't tried their best?!

When they were fighting against themselves, the golden elixir instructor, they actually hid their strength.
Chapter completed!