Unparalleled after the Phoenix

Chapter 342 Taste the taste of this whip
Most of the disciples in the light class looked silent, did not answer, and acquiesced.

They were inferior to other branch disciples in all aspects, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to participate in the trial meeting?
Who wants to lose that person?
"If you have the above thoughts, don't blame others for calling you trash, because you have already determined in your heart that you are worthless trash, and others are just telling your true thoughts."

Yun Qianlan glanced at her bright eyes, and saw several people staring at her angrily, but she looked back unceremoniously.

"So, trash, what do you think is the purpose of your life in this world? To waste resources and the environment, or to satisfy the vanity of those geniuses?"

If they were annoyed at the beginning when Yun Qianlan compared them to trash, now they couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to refute her.

"What's wrong with us being trash? This is something that the entire academy knows. You don't need to remind us here, we still have this self-knowledge!"

"That's right, weren't you a waste before? Have you ever thought about our feelings?"

"We are also willing to be trash, but we will be bullied occasionally. It's better to go to the trial meeting and die ashamed!"

"..."

Listening to the few words of the Guang class disciples, even Yi Qiu, Ling Feng, and Song Qingran, who used to think the same way, also felt chills in their hearts.

It turns out that a person's three views and principles are really distorted by reality.

But when they think of their own thoughts and perceptions, they can't help feeling a little ashamed.

"Heh." Yun Qianlan snorted softly, looking at the people below with a slight sarcasm in his eyes, which made people feel very uncomfortable, "So you deserve to be crushed by the disciples of the third courtyard, and you deserve to be bullied all the time. You asked for it all yourself!"

The faces of the Guang class disciples were even more ugly, and one of them quietly took out his whip, looking for an opportunity to teach Yun Qianlan a lesson while she was not paying attention.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the whip was taken out, it was in Yun Qianlan's hands the next second.

She took the whip and waved it in the air, and there was a sharp sound, which shocked the Guang class disciples immediately.

The expression on Yun Qianlan's face also became sharp and strong, with a touch of impatience.

She finally understood that it was useless to talk nice things to these trash.

If Song Qingran, Yi Qiu and Ling Feng heard these words, they would be helpless. How good was what she just said?
"Listen, I'm not discussing with you, but to inform you that in the trial meeting, there must be no less disciples in the light class, and within this month, the cultivation level will be raised to Huang Xuan."

"It's impossible to be promoted to Huang Xuan in one month, what are you kidding?" As soon as the words came out, someone retorted.

"With me here, it's possible." Yun Qianlan's bright eyes shone with determination, and the whip in her hand was like the long sword of a general on the battlefield, just like her, showing its sharpness.

"What can you do? Although your strength surpasses many disciples in the academy, we recognize this, but why do you think that we can all do it? Yun Qianlan, the trial conference is not a joke!"

Hearing this, Yun Qianlan smiled lightly, her eyes were a little sharp, "Do you think I am joking with you?"

"Listen well, trash, you have only two paths. One, follow me to train hard to meet the trial meeting. Second, on the martial arts arena, I will let the trash who is afraid of suffering and death taste the taste of this whip."

(End of this chapter)