When the other classes heard Zong Yue's words, they couldn't help but be a little greedy.

However, this time the demon cores in their hands were robbed, and even if they wanted to cultivate spirit beasts, they had no resources.

However, when they thought of the ninth class that was not qualified to enter the Imperial Spirit Academy, the other classes suddenly calmed down a lot.

In the future, they will be able to go to the Imperial Spirit Academy to cultivate spirit beasts if they have a magic core, and the ninth class ...... Even if you have a magic core, you are not eligible to enter the Imperial Soul Temple.

Class 1 ushered in the good news of the early selection competition, while Class 9 ushered in the news of its imminent disbandment.

"It's a pity, we're going to go to the Imperial Spirit Academy to cultivate natal spirit beasts now, while some people have to hide in the quilt and cry, accepting the cruel reality that they are about to be kicked out of the academy." Fu Yiran opened his mouth slowly, and when he said this, his eyes couldn't help but fall on Yifengliu's body.

"There is still half a month, and everything is not certain." Du Hong couldn't help but speak.

"Not necessarily?" Fu Yiran raised his eyebrows slightly, "People, we have to accept our fate after all, our destiny is to represent the academy to participate in the academy competition, and you ...... It's a waste that no one cares about, and that's fate. ”

"You're looking for death!" Du Hong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but was stopped by the Yifeng on the side.

Yi Fengliu's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Fu Yiran.

Fu Yiran looked at the mood in front of him, and said with a smile: "I'm going to go to the Imperial Spirit Academy with my mentor now, what's the matter?" Are you going too? ”

As soon as Fu Yiran finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said with a smirk: "Oh, I'm sorry, look at my brain, I forgot, you are now a member of Class 9, Class 9...... You are not eligible to enter the Imperial Soul Temple. ”

"You!" Du Hong's face turned red with a little anger at Fu Yiran's words, but he was pressed down by the will.

"Yiran, it's time to go." Jiang Shishi walked to Fu Yiran's side, and her eyes never looked at Yi Fengliu.

Fu Yiran smiled slightly, put his hand around Jiang Shishi's waist provocatively, and took Jiang Shishi with him, keeping up with the footsteps of a group of others.

Yi Fengliu looked coldly at the backs of the two of them leaving, and let go of the containment of Du Hong.

"Old Yi, why are you holding me back? I may not be able to beat Fu Yiran's dog thief now! Du Hong looked at Yifeng Liudao for a moment.

Yi Fengliu said: "Now is not the time. ”

Du Hong was stunned for a moment, Du Qingzheng walked to his side, hooked his neck and said, "You are really stupid when you say that you are staying, what's the use of beating him now?" If you want to beat him, of course, you have to beat him to death at the tryouts. ”

Du Hong blinked slightly.

Du Qingzheng raised his head with a smile and looked at Liu Shaobai who was standing in the ninth class.

"Master, did you say what I said?"

Du Qingzheng's words brought the students of Class 9 back to their senses, and they looked at Liu Shaobai in unison, their eyes full of anticipation.

In half a month, Liu Shaobai let them grow from a puddle of mud to a second only class of survival.

So......

In the next month and a half, what kind of miracle will Liu Shaobai bring to them?

Looking at those sparkling eyes, Liu Shaobai stretched his waist and said, "Go back and rest, starting tomorrow, you won't have a good life." ”

Hearing Liu Shaobai's words, the students of Class 9 not only did not have the slightest fear, but one by one they were like being beaten with chicken blood.

"Yes!"

Liu Shaobai looked at this group of damp cubs, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised a shallow arc.

Half a month......

Enough is enough.