Rustle.

In the endless grass, a figure gradually appeared, he glanced at the defense crystal that had been violently dismantled by the small soldiers, and his eyes were full of gloomy light: "Farah Academy, I will wipe out your entire army!"

"Really?" a clear voice sounded from behind him, and the archer's face changed, and he subconsciously smashed out the longbow with his backhand.

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, the longbow thrown out by the shooter was firmly grasped in his hand, and before the man could react to what was going on, his abdomen was in pain: "You...... You ......"

Looking down at the dagger that stabbed into his abdomen, the shooter's eyes widened in disbelief, but with the loss of his body's strength a little, he didn't even have the strength to resist.

Rumble!

The body was heavy to the end, and the shooter stared blankly at his feet.

I saw that the young handsome little white face was bent over at this time, and she easily found the token from his body.

"You...... You ......"

The shooter reached out to grab the token, but how could it be?

There's no way Situ Luo will let him touch the token again!

It will never be possible.

"Maybe we will be wiped out, but we will definitely not be defeated by your Sikong Academy!"

With a slight movement of the palm, the wooden token became scum.

And as the token was destroyed, the figure of the shooter of the Sikong Academy slowly became lighter and lighter, and soon disappeared into the illusion mirror.

Swish!

A few seconds later, the group from Farah Academy was also teleported to the Mirror Field.

"What's the situation? We lost?"

Originally, Ma Jiannan and the others were waiting for Situ Luofei to come back, but who would have thought that Situ Luofei didn't wait, but they waited for the result of being rumored to be out of the magic mirror competition venue, which made the other four people feel forced for a while.

After the coercion, bitter expressions appeared on the faces of the four people at the same time.

Being rumored out of the field, isn't this just a loss?

"You won, you two fools!"

At that time, the little fat man was watching with the old principal and others, and when he heard Ma Jiannan's muttering, the little fat man immediately forgot the huge strength gap between him and Ma Jiannan, and slapped Ma Jiannan's back with a palm.

"What?" Shocked, Ma Jiannan didn't notice that the little fat man's title was wrong, he reacted in a daze for a long time, and it took a long time to react: "We won?"

Another ten seconds passed.

"Okay, you dead fat man, you dare to scold me!"

For a while, the sound of chasing and fighting resounded through the originally dead venue.

Accompanied by the laughter of Ma Jiannan and the little fat man, Situ Luo walked towards the old principal with a steady pace, and in the excited eyes of the old principal, she smiled slightly: "Principal, the student is fortunate not to be dishonored." ”

"This one, we won!"

Win!

It wasn't until he heard Situ Luo's own words say these two words that the old headmaster finally came out of the illusion of a dream.

He reached out and grabbed Situ Luo's two shoulders, and it took a long time before he exhaled a heavy breath: "Classmate Situ, the old man didn't misread you!"

"Win!"

"My dream has won!"

It was only at this time that the people of Farah Academy really dared to believe that their Farah Academy had actually won a victory in the competition.

And the opponent is still the 150-ranked academy.

This time, they won the dignity, won the fairness, won the ...... All eyes on you!