tion stage, the first-grade students of Class One were all dumbfounded. 。From the start of this match, it seemed as though Yang Nianxia and her team of five always had a chance to win. When the Nether...She was still a woman, looking like she was in her twenties. A light gauze veil covered her face, and she wore a white dress. 。Her delicate figure was partially concealed by the white sand, and a pale hand reached out, pointing at Ye Xinglan's nape. 。Stars reappeared, appearing with pinpoint accuracy behind their own head. 。A crisp "ding" sound 。 suffered severe damage and his soul was deeply wounded. 。 。"Tang Wulin's heart sank. Although he had already guessed it, hearing the words from Zhenhua's mouth still caused a sharp pain in his chest....