"Good!"

"Senior Brother Liang, well done!"

"Senior Brother Liang is really mighty!"

"Senior brother, that's good!"

The disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect erupted in a wave of noise.

It's like your own camp took a blood, and the rest of your teammates collectively deducted 666 is a nature.

Liang Qiu's face also showed a smug smile.

He turned his face and looked upward.

Sect Master Zhou nodded lightly, with a smile on his face.

Liang Qiu knew in his heart that he had indeed won the beautiful game.

Even if he doesn't say anything and doesn't want anything, in the next time, the Xiaoshan Sword Sect will not treat himself badly.

Gao Ge didn't speak.

He looked at those Xiaoshan Sword Sect disciples who were happy and happy, and his expression was very calm.

Angry?

Not at all.

The other party has won, and happiness is inevitable.

Just like if Li Hui had won just now, he would have jumped up excitedly at this time, and by the way, he would stand on the chair and dance a song to Sect Master Zhou.

He dared to guarantee that the other party would never be angry.

This is the privilege of the winners.

Who can say a word of dissatisfaction?

If you're not convinced, then you're the winner!

Li Hui's performance is really not good.

Gao Ge suddenly realized that he had overlooked a problem.

The mentality of these people has not been adjusted at all.

Moreover, they never killed anyone.

Just like now, because of Li Hui's death, they fell into a state of six gods without masters.

If they don't take the time to adjust their mentality, next, they go into battle against the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect, I'm afraid the result will still not be very good.

Although he also saw that Xia Lu had talked a lot to the students of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy before, he also understood in his heart that Xia Lu reasoned with them, although it was of some use, but it could not be too useful.

At the end of the day, it's up to them to self-regulate.

This is something that outsiders can't help with.

And at this time.

The middle-aged man from the Xiaoshan Sword Sect began to read his name again.

In the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy, another student came out.

Looking at the bright red blood left on the ground, both of his legs were trembling slightly.

From his face, there is timidity.

Gao Ge's heart sank.

This situation is very bad.

"Come on, Zhang Li, you are doing well!" The students of Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy began to cheer for their classmates.

In fact, the effect is minimal.

It's a psychological disorder.

Even the best psychiatrist can't really help much at this time.

Zhang Zhang took a deep breath.

He tried his best to calm his mood at this time.

"What's the matter, little friend, are you scared?" The disciple photographed by the Xiaoshan Sword Sect was also not very old, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he directly called Zhang Li a child.

It can be seen how much he doesn't take tension seriously in his heart.

With Liang Qiu's good start, the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect also realized that most of the students of the Haicheng Immortal Cultivation Academy were little calves who had never seen blood.

A little more ruthless can scare their legs.

Before, the disciples of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect had been laughing at this topic for a long time.

This is the sorrow of the loser.

can only be ridiculed by the winners.

"Zhang Li, if you don't kill him, he will kill you!" Xia Lu said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Zhang turned his face, glanced at Xia Lu, and then moved his gaze back.

Look at the opponent in front of you.

The other party's contemptuous eyes made him uncomfortable all over his body.

He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and his eyes gradually changed.

The Xiaoshan Sword Sect disciple frowned slightly.

He sensed that a subtle change was taking place in the momentum of the other party.

"When I was an ordinary student, when I was in school, there were many people who, like you, thought I was a soft egg. Zhang Li said with a sneer.

"Isn't it?" the disciple of the Xiaoshan Sword Sect smiled, disapproving.

Zhang Zhang smiled: "At the beginning, it was true, during class, they tripped me and fell, I got up to answer the teacher's questions, they would pull my stool, when school was over, they would stop me, and then in a very arrogant state, they asked me to borrow money, saying that it was borrowing money, but they didn't plan to pay it back at all." ”

Speaking of this, the expression on Zhang Li's face looked a little bitter.

For him.

It was obviously a painful memory.

Everyone has their own painful memories.

"My family conditions are not bad, so I can give them some money, but later, their appetite grew, and at first they only dared to ask me for one dollar, and then it was ten yuan, one hundred yuan