"Crack …" With a crisp sound, the ice and snow defensive barrier seemed to have been made of glass. It was shattered by the long sword and sent snow flying in all directions.

The Xue Mei opened its mouth and spat out blood. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward, "Blood Shield."

The blood in the air quickly congealed, and the snow and ice around that had not dispersed yet again to form a two metre long protective shield, protecting Yuan Feiyu.

The Xue Mei spat out another mouthful of blood, and the blood formed a second, smaller shield in front of Yuan Feiyu, and shouted coldly: "Morrow."

She knew that the Xue Mei was reminding her of her promise. However, when an early Eighth Order faced off against a peak of the ninth step, the gap was not as wide as it usually was. At the very least, his full strength was less than one twentieth of what Di Qingya had just lightly waved.

Even if he took this life of his, he wouldn't be able to stop the Headmaster's anger. However, her promise made it impossible for her to back down. Even if she had to use her life, she had to clench her teeth and support them. She could only hope that Dean Di would wake up and let them go after venting his anger.

Her body flashed as she stood between the two of them. Her two hands drew circles on the ice shield as she threw out another palm strike. "Ice and Snow Shield!"

The group of females had never had the chance to watch such a soul-stirring battle between experts. In this battle, there were three Devil Battle King s, and although they had used a common magic tactic on each other, when they used it, not only was it faster and more effective, it was also due to their wonderful coordination with each other.

The corners of Di Qingya's mouth curled up as her black eyes narrowed. She became even more excited as she turned around and brandished her sword, thrusting it towards her with an irresistible force. The might of the rank 9 Devil Battle King's attack could even overturn mountains and seas. Four crisp sounds …

Di Qingya's sword was the first to pierce towards Mo Ruo. Mo Ruo instinctively dodged, his figure was akin to a demon. Even so, his arm was still cut by the sword. Di Qingya was swept away by the sword wind, retreating to the left …

The Xue Mei's figure blurred and directly became about two meters long, blocking in front of Yuan Feiyu. Its fingertips trembled and drew circles, barely forming an ice and snow defensive barrier.

Di Qingya's long sword drew a circle in the air as a cruel smile appeared on her beautiful face. "I want to see if you still have the ability to withstand my attacks."

Yuan Feiyu's petite body was completely blocked by the Xue Mei, but her voice was still soft, "Principal, let's make a bet."

The surrounding females were all so frightened by Di Qingya's killing intent and the mighty aura that they didn't dare to make a sound. Long Keer and the Shou Shou wanted to barely take a few steps forward, but realized that they could not even walk to the center of the battlefield with their own strength, and would suffocate to the ground.

And in this moment of life or death, Yuan Feiyu, who usually had a weak and weak left cheek and a weak and incompetent right face, was able to calmly say this. It immediately killed both Long Keer and the Shou Shou's heart. Seeing that Yuan Feiyu's eyes were already shining, wuwaaa, Consort Yuan, you are awesome, we will follow you in the future.

"Bet with me? On what basis?"

You are a Devil Battle King of the ninth step, a Xue Mei, and can only have seventh level even in the sky. As for me, I have no rank, and with your identity and position, I am definitely not willing to have my reputation of bullying the weak and being bullied by the weak spread out. Yuan Feiyu suppressed his anger and said.