"Everyone remember, when facing real combat, your life comes first; as long as you can win, any means are acceptable. Otherwise, you'll be the next Cao Fang."
Xin Lin winked at everyone.
"Simply shameless!"
"Outrageous! If I run into her later, I won't let her off easily."
The students from the Kaiyang Class and the Yuheng Class gritted their teeth.
They all thought that Xin Lin's tactics were utterly shameless.
Being a Spirit Master without using Spirit Art—what kind of Spirit Master is that?
At this moment, they still didn't understand the meaning behind Xin Lin's words. Only Zhao Gang and Tuoba, who had experienced life-and-death trials through Academy missions, knew the intent of Xin Lin's words.
"Next round."
Master Fang squeezed out the words from between his teeth, and his glance quickly swept over to Tuoba.
Tuoba understood tacitly, whispered a few words to an old student beside him.
