Qi Ming's title of "the strongest mentor in this assessment" is not called in vain.

When his swordsmanship was fully unleashed, it was like a storm and waves, overwhelming, and people couldn't resist it at all.

The first to be sent off the ring was Falling Rain.

followed by Ling Yusheng, who had already been injured.

Until the end, in the huge ring, only Chu Moli and Mu Yan were left.

At this moment, everyone knows that the Seven Sons of Xiaoyao have lost.

The onlookers did not feel happy at all, but were full of lamentation and regret.

Almost, really just a little, they won.

......

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

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

Mu Yan was about to speak, but Chu Moli pushed the wheelchair forward and said slowly: "We admit defeat." ”

Mu Yan was stunned, but saw Chu Moli looking back at her, with a gentle smile, but his eyes glanced at the people of the Silver Feather Palace under the ring, and his eyes flashed with a light of calculation.

Hmm, the meaning of the third senior brother is very clear.

Ask her to hide her strength.

Mu Yan touched his nose and stopped talking.

Qi Ming stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and coughed twice, "I haven't been forced to such an embarrassment for many years, and I am still being beaten by you little rabbit cubs, interesting, hehe, this year's star rebirth, it's really interesting." ”

"However, it's really dangerous, if I am raised by you little cubs for a while, I will really lose. Losing to students in public, then my old face is really going to be lost today. ”

Chu Moli chuckled lowly, and said meaningfully: "Mentor, you really should be grateful, it is a big public at this moment, otherwise I don't know who loses and who wins!"

He didn't want to expose the true strength of the little junior sister at all!

Qi Ming was stunned for a moment, not understanding what his words meant.

Chu Moli didn't wait for him to ask, the wheelchair flew high and landed steadily under the ring.

Mu Yan smiled slightly, and didn't leave immediately, "Tutor Qi Ming, you have to assess other students next, right?"

Qi Ming nodded, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Although he had just won the Battle of the Loose Seven, he was also injured.

If you want to assess the remaining students, there is no problem.

However, if the injury is not treated as soon as possible, but the spiritual power is still used, I am afraid that the blood stasis will be deposited in the body, and eventually it will become a chronic disease.

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

Suddenly, the sound of the violin sounded.

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

The burning and painful internal organs were soothed, and the blood stasis in the chest was melted away little by little.

Qi Ming looked at Mu Yan suddenly, his eyes unblinked, full of shock.

Mu Yan smiled leisurely and flew off the ring.

Only a light and melodious voice echoed in the air, "Thank you mentor for accompanying our brothers and sisters to practice, this ...... Even if it's a thank you gift and an apology. ”

Qi Ming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Chu Moli's words suddenly echoed in his mind, "Mentor, you should really be grateful, it's a big court at the moment, otherwise who loses and who wins, I don't know yet!"

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

When they were fighting against themselves, the Jindan Mentor, they even hid their strength.

This...... These seven little rabbits, where are they sacred?!