"Senior Lu, are you deliberately throwing the game?"
Seeing the extreme edge of the light feather arrow, someone couldn't help but question.
"More than a dozen light arrows brushed past each other in the space of a square inch. Even movies don't dare to act like this."
Hearing his juniors 'questioning voices, deercry almost wanted to vomit.
Throw the game?
Go easy on him for what?
I'm about to be hammered, okay?
Immediately after, deercry heard someone analyzing the situation rationally.
"I don't think it's going easy. If the White Deer did it on purpose, it must have reached the peak of its control over energy to be able to draw the line so accurately at this speed. That's obviously not realistic. I'm more inclined to believe that this moonlight elfin is a movement cat. "
"But this is the familiar of the students from famous schools? It can't be, right?"
