The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 844 Shame
After her words fell, the scene was silent for a few seconds, and then the pot exploded in an instant.

"Hehe! I really thought that this pariah from Dongming had some unnatural abilities, but I didn't expect it to be like this!"

"As the number one in the academy, you are responsible for the glory of the academy. In the end, everyone went up and surrendered? Is this going to blackmail Nanxuan Academy? Dean, this pariah from Dongming is actually ours. The undercover sent by Beixuan Academy, isn’t it?”

"Okay! He has no strength and has never seen the world, so naturally he doesn't even have the courage to try it! You don't want to be poor anymore, okay?"

……

The people from Beixuan Academy racked their brains to ridicule and ridicule.

The sound of this wave was higher than the wave, and there was no tendency to stop at all.

The students of Nanxuan Academy clenched their fists one after another.

"Boss Zhuo, we are not afraid of getting hurt, we are not afraid of death, can we not admit defeat?" Someone asked hoarsely.

"No!" Feng Zhuo replied extremely resolutely.

Her eyes scanned the faces of those students, watching them with wide-eyed eyes, bulging veins on their foreheads, and their temples agitated extremely violently with the ups and downs of emotions.

Seeing them blushing, I don't know if it's because of anger or shame.

And their eyes, from the original warm expectation, gradually extinguished the calm amidst the taunts.

Finally, Meng Fang took the lead on the stage.

Yu Chishu slightly bent his mouth and said, "Qingqian, go up!"

The person called Qingqian immediately stepped onto the stage.

He didn't take any precautions.

Because he doesn't need to worry about anything at all.

He is a mid-level fifth-level Tianling, and the person in front of him is only a peak-level sixth-level Earth Spirit. Even if he wants to plot against him, there is no way to hurt him in the slightest.

"Admit defeat!" Feng Zhuo's voice recalled.

Meng Fang's accumulated spiritual power instantly dissipated, he turned his head and stared at Feng Zhuo.

Feng Zhuo looked back at him calmly, and said lightly: "Admit defeat immediately!"

"I... admit defeat!" After all, Meng Fang did not disobey Feng Zhuo's intention, but his voice was hoarse.

God knows how much it hurt him when he said these three words.

He was so old that he didn't even know how he got off the stage.

Soon, the second person also went up.

"I surrender!"

These three words rang back and forth six times in the sky above the competition hall.

By the time they got off the competition platform and sat back in their seats, they were completely devoid of energy.

They couldn't figure out why Boss Zhuo wanted them to admit defeat, and they questioned their belief for the first time.

Many people in Nanxuan Academy secretly cried.

From a very young age, they will strive to enter Nanxuan College as their lifelong goal.

After they became a part of Nanxuan Academy, they have always been honored because of this status.

But today, they feel shame!

Deep shame!

Shame never suffered!

Many people couldn't bear the pressure and blow, and cried secretly.

Amidst the muffled weeping, Feng Zhuo stepped onto the stage.

No matter how disappointed, everyone's eyes were still focused on her.

This is their belief, their belief.

But now, faith is about to surrender without a fight, what are they going to do?
"You...don't cry..." Feng Zhuo turned to face them, a little smile appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)