Chapter 2039 Cruel Game (3)

"So?" Shen Yanxiao still had the expression of "I didn't understand what you wanted to express".

Taotie swallowed his saliva, his master is not usually like this, what about the cleverness he said? He understood everything so clearly, why didn't she understand it!

The language ability is obviously inferior to Suzaku's gluttony, and a small heart is almost tangled into a twist.

"In case, they can't take it..." Taotie pointed to the boy kneeling in the arena, he was very afraid that the members of Chiyan team would have such a reaction.

Shen Yanxiao raised her eyebrows and looked at Taotie.

"Do you think I am a kind person?"

Taotie was stunned for a moment.

Shen Yanxiao benevolent?

If those people in the Bright Continent heard this, they would definitely die laughing. There were countless enemies who died under her hands, but she never let anyone who dared to attack her.

It's her who is talking about revenge.

Shen Yanxiao may have a benevolent side, but it also depends on who the other party is.

Taotie's expression was extremely tangled, he couldn't tell Shen Yanxiao, you are not kind at all, you don't know how despicable and shameless you are in other people's eyes.

It is estimated that after saying this, his ass will be smashed.

Shen Yanxiao looked at Taotie's constipated face, and said with a broken smile: "My students are not so benevolent, if they don't have this bit of psychological endurance, they are not worthy of being my students."

Taotie was slightly taken aback.

During the conversation, the game has continued. The fierce battle has driven the students to a dead end. They have to give up their conscience and treat their opponents as dead objects.

The dead purebred undead cannot be resurrected. The only thing that cannot be resurrected by the resurrection of the undead is the undead itself.

The number of deaths continued to increase, not only the psychological burden of the players on the field was extremely heavy, but even the members of the other teams who did not play had extremely ugly expressions.

Soon, it will be their turn to play, and what they will face is such a tragic battle.

Either death or injury, regardless of winning or losing, there will be certain casualties between the two parties.

This is unavoidable, none of them knows whether their companions and themselves will die in this battle.

The teams waiting for the next game were all gathered in one place, each of them looked uglier than Qingcai.

Even the ranks of the Royal Academy, which has always prided itself on being superior, are full of dishonesty.

There was only one team. After witnessing such a bloody battle, they still looked calm. Many students still gathered together, chatting and laughing happily, and looked dumbfounded at the teams of other colleges.

"Where are they from? Why aren't they nervous at all?" A student from an academy asked with a pale face, pointing at a certain group of calm and outrageous teenagers.

His companion's face was not good-looking, and the corners of his mouth were chapped. After glancing at him, he stammered, "Yes...it's the team of Underworld Fire Academy."

"What's wrong with them? They're just like normal people? If I remember correctly, their next match is going to be against Academy of the Dead, right?"

"Dead Soul Academy? You mean that..." the boy said, looking towards the other side of the line, where a group of dejected teenagers stood there expressionless.

The students of the Academy of the Dead looked a little better, but they could still see the tension in their hearts.

"I heard that the Undead Academy also dies during daily training. They should be used to it, right?"

"Yes, for this kind of battle, they should be the most adaptable."