The students of the Cultivation College were not as disorganized as they had expected. Although their ability to fight together and their combat awareness were a far cry from that of the flood of bronze, they had the strength to survive. It was a slight relief.
To the flood of bronze, this was a chance to breathe!
But at that moment, they looked at the pathway in despair as two people flew out. Someone said in a low tone, "They are Class A's. Do they… have that many Class A's?"
Chen Zuan was upset. "Class A! How amazing! If they could not fly, I would definitely kill them! Wait. Hasn't Cao Qingci advanced to Class A? Furthermore, she has been waiting by the pathway. Where is she? Is she waiting in ambush?"
Many people knew Cao Qingci's habits. She had inherited her assassination abilities from Nie Ting that shared the limelight with her strength…
