A dozen or so people scattered apart, each drawing the blades and swords from their waists.
They surrounded Xuan Min in the center.
Someone approached with iron fists, carrying a crushing pressure that seemed capable of shattering the void, and smashed toward Xuan Min heavily.
Another stood poised with a longsword, surrounding the area with the unyielding aura of Sword Intent and the domineering essence of the blade.
All the attacks descended in an instant.
"What do you think their chances of winning are?" Jiang Mozi looked at Xu Zimei and asked.
"Even though you've lost your cultivation, I believe your judgment hasn't completely failed you," Xu Zimei replied.
"Zero."
Jiang Mozi sighed. He could see clearly that these Heavenly Saint Academy students were not on the same level as the Nine Ghosts Academy ones.
Moreover, Xuan Min should be one of the most outstanding talents in Nine Ghosts Academy.
Jiang Mozi only asked Xu Zimei in search of some psychological comfort.
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