The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady
chapter-2056

The Royal Academy's strongest fighting power fell, and immediately afterwards, the rest of the students were brought down with little resistance.

The grand selection competition ended with such a dramatic ending.

It should be said that the Ancestor of the Undead left with a black face.

The Flaming Red Squad won the final victory, and the Royal Academy students were carried out of the competition field.

Zhanye, on the other hand, stood there as if he had lost his soul. There was no joy of victory on his face. He foolishly stared down at his palm with astonishment and doubt in his eyes.

"I say, Zhanye, we have won and all, so why are you not happy at all?" The smile on Shile's face had clearly shown his joy. The whole team was cheering, so Zhanye's silence looked very abrupt.

"No... Nothing.” Zhanye snapped out of trance, put down his hand, and displayed a slightly farfetched smiling expression on his face.

"Winning is good; we should go back and tell the boss." Zhanye said.

"That's a must! Let’s hurry up!” Shile hooked his arms around Zhanye's neck and hummed a tune.

The Ancestor of the Undead had left at the end of the match, and Kehr, as the head of the selection competition, awarded the winner's laurel crown to the Flaming Red Squad.

The Flaming Red Squad returned to the inn and began the victory party. However, after the competition, Zhanye seemed not himself as he sunk into deep contemplation.

Shen Yanxiao was sitting at the table. Shile by her side was almost going mad, but she merely stared at Zhanye, who was in a trance, with a profound smile on her lips.

After a night of feasting, the Flaming Red Squad would finally be free from the long battle preparations.

Meanwhile, the Royal Academy students, who were staying in the same inn, had their doors closed and did not go out of their rooms.

The strikes of the Flaming Red Squad were just right, not causing any death within their ranks. However, the shadow of failure had shrouded their whole team.

Fengling sat alone in the room, and his magnificence from the past had faded at this moment. He curled up his legs and leaned against the bedside; the frustration and defeat within the bottom of his eyes was undoubtedly revealed.

At this moment, he was no longer a genius praised by people, but a deathly pale, helpless teenager.

"Fengling." Outside the door, Nock's voice sounded softly.

Fengling immediately curbed the frustration in his eyes, took a deep breath and got up. He firmly touched his face before opening the door without any expression.

"Mentor Nock, I’m sorry..." Fengling lowered his head and dared not look straight at Nock's eyes.

This failure not only brought a huge blow to the students of the Royal Academy, but also had a certain impact on Nock's reputation.

"Go in and let’s talk." Nock had always been strict, but he didn’t have his usual indifference towards Fengling.

Back in the room, Fengling sat stiffly at one side.

"The matter this time had nothing to do with you. It's that trash Luoqiu who acted too rashly. I've already applied to the dean to drive him out of the Royal Academy. Such trash is not worth staying in our academy." The defeat this time had made Nock furious, but he still hadn’t lost his mind. The strength of the Flaming Red Squad grew unexpectedly. It could be said that even if the Royal Academy students were at their peak, it would still be very difficult for them to beat the other side.

It was just, without Luoqiu's stupidity, the Royal Academy team would not have lost in such an unsightly fashion.

Nock’s lifelong legendary reputation had been damaged in just a day. He regretted having to hand his students over to Luoqiu at the most critical moment.

Luoqiu’s name as one of the top ten mentors in Deathfire Academy was all in vain. He wanted to defeat Shen Yanxiao, but he had a useless head, so even his last shelter had been thrown away by his own actions.