The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2055

Their defeat could no longer be reversed. The Royal Academy team, dragging their exhausted bodies, could not resist the beatings of the Flaming Red Squad at all.

Who would imagine that the Flaming Red Squad, which was not their opponent not long ago, could one day become an unmanageable obstacle for them?

The students of the Royal Academy were so entangled that they could only force themselves to continue.

However, with the passage of time, the Royal Academy students had difficulties supporting themselves; more and more students fell down until, by the end of the match, only Fengling's attacks still maintained a high standard.

It was also due to Fengling's strikes that several members of the Flaming Red Squad had fallen.

But even so, that had not changed the situation on the playing field.

With fewer and fewer students standing in the ranks of the Royal Academy, the victory of the Flaming Red Squad was already at hand.

"Zhanye, that guy is too tough. I'm going to fix him." Shile pulled himself out of the battle and came to Zhanye’s side. The match was moving forward smoothly. The thought that the Royal Academy students, who used to oppress them, had now fallen to be beaten by them was not on Shile’s mind at all.

However, Fengling's fighting strength was still very high. If Fengling were not put in his place as soon as possible, the number of casualties on their side would continue to increase.

"I'll go." Zhanye knitted his brows and rushed to Fengling immediately.

Fengling, who had just took down a member of the Flaming Red Squad, suddenly felt a shadow rushing towards him. He immediately moved sideways to dodge.

Taking a good look he saw that it was, of course, Zhanye.

"I'll play with you." Zhanye entered a fighting stance.

Fengling narrowed his eyes. His condition was not so good; his physical quality was merely much higher than that of other students, which allowed him to barely save some fighting strength.

Zhanye's growth far exceeded Fengling's expectations. If Fengling were at his peak, he might still have confidence to suppress Zhanye, but right now he had no such confidence.

Two equally outstanding teenagers fought fiercely on the playing field.

Any other teenager who wanted to intervene in their fight was affected by their attacks.

Soon, it was empty in their vicinity.

Fengling changed his strategy, using instantaneous death energy attacks which he could form quickly; this ensured that he would not be overwhelmed by Zhanye's fast attacks while he struck.

In the audience stand, Shen Yanxiao stared at Fengling from behind her face-changing mask with a look of interest in her eyes.

Taotie looked at Shen Yanxiao strangely. She seemed to lack interest throughout the match; it was only when she saw Fengling fighting against Zhanye that she showed such an expression.

"Master, what's so special about that guy?" Taotie couldn't help asking.

Shen Yanxiao raised the corners of her lips slightly and patted the back of Taotie’s head.

"Can't you see?"

"See what?" Taotie tilted his head sideways, and the air above his head was full of question marks.

Shen Yanxiao let out a chuckle.

"Forget it if you can't see. I think Zhanye will find some abnormalities soon."

On the playing field, Zhanye and Fengling carried on with their exchange, uninterrupted. Zhanye, who mainly relied on quick attacks, grasped a chance and stuck directly in front of Fengling. He then suddenly reached out and threw his hand at Fengling's chest.

This sudden strike made Fengling’s whole person fly out.

But the moment Fengling flew out, Zhanye seemed to be fixed in place and there wasn’t a little joy on his face. He stared at Fengling's falling figure with astonishment, and his body still maintained the posture of that last attack.