Above the high altitudes.
The night was clear and free of haze. The wind howled, and the stars hanging in the sky emitted a cold light, twinkling faintly.
Without the obstruction of the layers of clouds, they seemed larger than on a normal night, as if they were closer to the ground than ever before.
In this intense battle, Zhu Qingyue initially succumbed to a disadvantage, forced to construct a defense around her body with "Thread" under the relentless pursuit of the two monsters, then figuring out how to block their attacks, tossing them away whenever she could muster the strength.
It looked somewhat relaxed, but it was still a defensive tactic. She couldn't hurt Lin Xingjie, and even defense was strenuous. She could only watch helplessly as her opponent commanded the monsters with arrogance, charging at her time and again.
But the class president didn't feel disheartened, let alone think she would lose.
She was still full of confidence.
