Chapter 1941 - 1921: Severe Injuries Cured Instantly

Chapter 1941: Chapter 1921: Severe Injuries Cured Instantly

"Nice choice!" Di Jun immediately stepped forward and gave a thumbs-up. "What Long Tu meant was for them to find the Heaven Class students to challenge until they agree to fight back."

"Oh dear, isn’t that repetitive? ... Then let’s have them challenge twice," Luo Qianqian tilted her head ’troubled,’ looked at the two, then laughed.

He Wenyu nodded repeatedly: "Exactly, exactly, it’s not difficult." Didn’t they make them kneel and call them daddy?

"Di Jun, you stay for a while; just in case, you’ll be timely. Dinner is on me tonight," He Wenyu turned her head to look at Di Jun and winked.

"No problem!" Di Jun immediately nodded without hesitation and pulled Long Tu towards the audience...

"Let’s wrap this up quickly, An Hao and Tantan are waiting for us," He Wenyu patted Luo Qianqian’s shoulder and smiled.

Luo Qianqian: "What? You plan to sit back and enjoy the results?" She rolled her eyes directly, "Hurry up, pick up your sword, just don’t pull out the hammer, or else even this arena might be destroyed."

"That’s so inconvenient, just poison them directly, wouldn’t that solve the problem?" He Wenyu pursed her lips, her face filled with the words: dissatisfaction.

"Do you think the Heaven Class teacher will indulge us like Ji Lei? I’m afraid we’ll have to engage in a real fight, which is just perfect; I haven’t used my sudden idea ’Pouring Water Cloud’ from the old man in actual combat." Luo Qianqian seemed unconcerned: "And the Frost Flower I used to tease Tantan, but it’s not possible to mobilize so much Water Element here, so we’ll do it quickly."

"...Do you need me to drink some water right now to set the stage for you?" He Wenyu only felt a head full of black lines.

Luo Qianqian shook her head calmly, walked to the stage, and looked at the audience seats: "If needed, these two guys still have sharp eyes."

He Wenyu shook her head speechlessly; those people are the top in the class, aren’t they? Don’t talk about them as if they’re just... the supporting comedic role, okay?

He Wenyu looked at the disgusted eyes of the two opposite and felt as if they were examining her from top to bottom with their gaze. She pouted, glanced to the side at Luo Qianqian, and said coyly: "Shiqi, I have a small request."

Luo Qianqian was stunned: "What?"

He Wenyu quickly hugged Luo Qianqian’s arm, looking aggrieved: "I want to see those two wet their pants..."

"Huh?" Luo Qianqian was entirely dumbfounded, then rolled her eyes at He Wenyu: "How do you know if they’ve drunk enough water? Or do you think we look scary enough to make them wet themselves? Beating the opponent and scaring them into wetting themselves are different things, aren’t they? And the latter is a bit gross..."

He Wenyu got closer to Luo Qianqian’s face, showing a pitiful look: "Being stared at like that, my heart feels aggrieved..."

Luo Qianqian smiled: "No one can wrong you!"

"Hehe." He Wenyu laughed happily, hearing Luo Qianqian’s remark, feeling at ease.

Given that their opponents were not above their level, the pair remained confident in their various tactics. Even in the worst-case scenario, it wouldn’t be too troubling to deal with these two.

Opposite stood a tall, sturdy man whose muscle contours were visible under his clothes. The other was small, slim, and had a somewhat shrewd monkey-like face, showing agility. As soon as they faced each other, they donned their hoods, covering their noses, mouths, and ears.

Looking at their attire, He Wenyu sneered: "Hah, is this fear? Are they covering up to avoid embarrassment?"

"Haha, it’s a precaution against our poison, isn’t it?" Luo Qianqian also laughed with disdain, knowing that poisoning doesn’t only involve inhalation; skin contact can also be effective, even subliminal influences in close proximity.

Clearly, their precautions weren’t comprehensive.

The two opposing were assessing Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu while noticing their academy weapons, each one frozen for a moment. Though academy weapons were handy, their downside was fostering dependence, potentially impacting future usage.

With the referee’s departure, the duel was about to begin, and the audience was sparsely populated, as this was a rare occasion with female participants.

With the starting signal, the two men on the opposing side immediately mobilized their spiritual power, indicating their intent to strike first.

Luo Qianqian watched their actions unhurriedly, while He Wenyu, wielding her sword, leaped up expertly, aiming directly at the opponents.

Luo Qianqian remained unmoving, choosing instead to... sit down in place.

She rested her chin in one hand, watching He Wenyu’s movements intently.

Among the confused non-initiated audience, even Di Jun and Long Tu were equally puzzled, wondering what was happening?

The slim young man showed deadly pride and drew his weapon from his chest.

"Ding!"

A buzzing sound followed as the slim young man fell to the ground, even before He Wenyu’s attack reached him. The burly guy didn’t dare to help him, knowing the imminent attack was no joke.

In that moment, he was somewhat dumbfounded.

"Don’t stop; go hit him. Severe injury covered," Luo Qianqian leisurely lifted her arm, wiggling her right-hand fingers, looking utterly relaxed.

If not for the mischievous frost flower dancing on her right hand, it wouldn’t catch any attention.

But the frost flower was connected to the sky above.

The slender young man lay there, gazing upwards, amazed but thoroughly immobile.

Cloud cover! Those are clouds! But why are clouds here? It’s baffling!

Yet he dared not move, fearing that the thing falling with his dart would pierce him—a descending Arrowhead.

If he made any reckless moves, he wouldn’t doubt that Luo Qianqian would pierce him right through!

He preferred lying still on the ground and dared not get up.

Moreover, there was that threat...

Severe injury covered...

In front of the robust youth, He Wenyu suddenly expanded her figure, her legs transforming swiftly like a flat outburst of a yellow tornado toward him.