"waste!"

"Are you so cowardly?"

Obviously, for Zong Ren, he did not expect that the situation would get so bad.

It is obvious that the cult is a grindstone in the eyes of Mo Academy.

With such a bad hand, can you complete your mission?

I'm afraid it's more like losing your life.

Fortunately, I was cautious enough to hide my identity, wear a mask, and change my appearance, otherwise my information would have been sent to the Mo Academy task board long ago.

"It's...it's okay."

"Our Jiangcheng branch has also had kill records in recent years."

"So far, a total of 12 geniuses from Mo Academy have been killed!"

The believer was obviously dissatisfied, raised his chin slightly, and said a number.

Zong Ren was stunned.

"How...how much?"

"Twelve?"

"How is that possible!"

I'm afraid no one will believe this is true.

With just these three of them, can they kill twelve students from Mo Academy?

"Mo Academy is indeed full of geniuses."

"But the geniuses who grow up are called geniuses. Before they grow up, they are just ordinary first or second awakenings. At best, they are better than our awakened objects."

"Moreover, many newcomers are unable to complete such difficult tasks after entering school, and think that our religious sect is easy to bully."

"so..."

"You have no experience in killing enemies, and you are still proud and complacent. It is normal for us to counterattack you."

"I can kill one or two every year."

When they talked about this, they became a little excited.

This is also the reason why they are willing to stay despite knowing that Jiangcheng is dangerous.

Quick success!

Killing a student of Mo Academy will give you a lot of points in the divine sect. As long as you work hard, you will climb up sooner or later.

"Mo Academy doesn't care?"

Zong Ren was shocked and asked again.

Everyone shook their heads: "This is an unspoken rule, and it is allowed by Mo Academy. Although we are whetstones, if there is something wrong with the knife itself, if it breaks... it will break."

"I have to say, those guys from Mo Academy are quite cold-blooded."

"As long as we don't hurt ordinary people, everything else will be fine."

Speaking of this, even they felt a little amazed.

After all, every one of them has talents that can be described in more than just two words: amazing.

If there was such a person in the divine religion, I would wish to hold him as a treasure.

But they left it to fend for itself.

"I see."

Zong Ren took a deep breath and subconsciously clenched his fists, feeling a little excited inside.

If that's all...this mission doesn't look too difficult to complete.

Unexpectedly, the goddess didn't really want to kill him.

Perhaps, the position of God's Attendant is not far away from him.

…

There is only one day left before the final exam of Mo College.

noon.

The closed door of Mo Academy finally opened.

A middle-aged man wearing loose pajamas came out sleepily, stood at the door, yawned, and looked at his watch: "Come out, kid, and do some work."

The sound is not loud, but it travels far.

No one answered.

The scene was a little awkward for a while.

The middle-aged man felt helpless and added: "1 credit."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was some noise in the courtyard.

At least three people came out of the door at the same time.

"I stepped out with my left foot first, which is faster than you!"

"I put my hand out first, can't you see it?"

"Fart, did you see that chess piece? I threw it, I was the fastest."

The other two people subconsciously looked at the ground and saw a black chess piece.

silence.

They all looked expectantly at the middle-aged people.

"It's just you."

"Go and seal the city gates."

"From now on, you are not allowed to enter the city for three days."

He pointed at someone casually and said, looking bored.

Several people looked at each other.

Finally, under the envious gazes of the other two people, the guy who threw the chess piece walked out with a smile: "Teacher, your bad taste is really... good!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man's eyes were getting worse and worse, the man changed his tune decisively.

If I remember correctly, there is still one day left before the Mo Academy exam.

The city will be closed at this time, and those who haven't come here are probably going to be cold.

I remember they seemed to have played this once in that session.

At that time, some students were dissatisfied and raised questions.

Mo Academy only said: "I am happy to..."

Not even a redundant explanation was given.

Tsk tsk...

I don’t know how many unlucky people there are this year.

Do they really not know that the assessment of Mo Academy actually begins the moment the assessment invitation is issued?

Without any hesitation, the student rushed out at a trot with a wicked smile on his face.

The speed is getting faster and faster.

It was as if he was afraid that if he walked slowly, two more candidates would come in.

"I hope there will be some good seedlings this year."

"What the hell have they been like in the past two years?"

He glanced at the two people around him, muttered something, put his hands behind his back, and strolled in again.

Embarrassment was written all over their faces...

Were you talking about them just now?

It seems not.

Probably not!

"Those two losers who snatched every credit can't get in."

"I'm closing the door."

Suddenly, a middle-aged voice came from the distance.

When he spoke, the door was already half closed, and he had no intention of waiting for them.
To be continued...