"Three hundred and fifty-two."
Standing before the stone table, Bing Ruolan stated her count.
"More than three hundred!"
Hearing this, the nearby students gasped.
Most of those present had only managed to kill dozens of Underground Demons. Some hadn't even met the requirement of killing ten. A tally of three hundred was indeed remarkable enough to make everyone look at her in a new light.
"Oh?"
The middle-aged steward raised an eyebrow and looked up. "Where's your proof?"
"Here."
Bing Ruolan placed her pale hand on the stone table.
BUZZ!
A blue halo swept from her palm, and a pile of materials from Underground Demons appeared on the dark stone table.
Seeing the wing bones of Sky Flying Demons, the middle-aged steward's turbid pupils suddenly brightened, and he nodded repeatedly.
"Good, very good. You were able to kill four Sky Flying Demons."
Hearing the praise, a faint, composed smile touched Bing Ruolan's delicate face. She turned her head and winked at Luo Feng.
