The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2054

What a vigorous match!

Not...

The Royal Academy team had been too hard-pressed to train these past five days, to the extent that they could not even fight at their usual level.

From the beginning of the match, they fell into a situation where they were hung up and beaten by the Flaming Red Squad...

This opening knocked over the eyeballs of a batch of undead.

No one would have thought that their long-awaited finals would turn into a one-sided situation from the very beginning.

Watching as the students of the Royal Academy were being ravaged, while the members of the Flaming Red Squad, who were filled with vigor and honing their strength for the big push, chasing and fighting all over the playing field, the whole venue fell into a dead silence.

Sitting in the audience stand, Luoqiu’s arrogant expression changed directly to a horrified one.

The scene below was so satisfying that the spectators on the sidelines looked intoxicated.

The Ancestor of the Undead sitting in the main grandstand frowned slightly. Obviously, for such a battle that completely lacked in tragic element, this old man was not very satisfied at all.

In fact, this really could not be blamed on the students of the Royal Academy.

This was entirely Luoqiu’s fault.

Fengling and others were just a group of undead teenagers with good qualifications. Under the high-intensity training, they were forced to train until they suffered from physical overdraft every day. A teenager's body was still developing. Their ability to recover simply could not be compared with that of an adult undead. It took at least half a day for them to regain their peak state.

However, even yesterday, they still trained late into the night. Then this morning, they dragged their still-tired bodies to play. Where could they find time to recover?

Luoqiu's practice of helping the shoots grow by pulling them upwards[1] directly planted down their tragic ending.

Watching the Royal Academy students being beaten by the Flaming Red Squad to death, Luoqiu's dream shattered and his whole heart fell to the bottom of the cliff.

Meanwhile Nock, who had been trying to promote the Royal Academy team in front of the Ancestor of the Undead... his face completely turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

Fancy that these past five days, he had been constantly praising his students in front of the Ancestor of the Undead, telling him how excellent, how tough they were. But today's match simply made him lose his entire old face.

Nock silently retreated from the side of the Ancestor of the Undead and rushed to the audience stand, like wind sweeping the fallen leaves. He grabbed Luoqiu's collar and simply picked him up.

"What's going on here? I asked you to train them these days, and you trained them into this?” Nock glared at Luoqiu furiously. The group of students whom he had painstakingly cultivated had been tormented into a some stiff wood by Luoqiu in five days. Nock's heart was dripping blood.

"I... I don't know. I just trained them…” Luoqiu panicked. He had taken over this team at the last minute. Before, the training of the Royal Academy students had always been arranged by Nock. Only for these five days, because Nock had left, was he the one entirely responsible for their training. He had never imagined that things would become like this.

"Trained? Tell me, is that the result of your training? How could they compete in this competition with that kind of appearance? How on earth did you mess with them?!” Nock could no longer take his noble temperament into account. He was itching to swallow Luoqiu alive.

Luoqiu wanted to cry. He really didn't know what was going on ah.

Luoqiu had never given such a large amount of training to any student before. This time, he had gone beyond his normal judgment. He overestimated the endurance of the Royal Academy students. The overloaded training had completely drained the energy from these students.

[1] spoil things by excessive enthusiasm (descriptive of a person, impatient for success, so acts as to destroy the very conditions upon which success depends)