His figure gradually faded and he was conveyed away from this place.

at the same time.

The troposphere, which is more than 10,000 meters above the ground, is solid in the auspicious clouds in the sky.

The teachers and head teachers were condescending, overlooking the ruined Shuijing Academy.

Looking at Lin Zhengliu's stable performance, Liu Banghu nodded with satisfaction: "Many people said that this year is [the most difficult national examination in history]. Although the three of them are already outstanding, they can't help but be a little worried...

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Shangguan Qi, who was next to him, heard this and said calmly: "It's not just 'history', it's probably 'unprecedented'."

"In the future, there will never be another class with greater competitive pressure than this one."

"Similarly, there will be no other class that can receive such strong support like them."

Other class teachers couldn't help but join in the conversation.

"Even I am a little excited about the [mysterious reward] for the top twelve in this mock exam..."

"Facing death, seeing the clear nature of the heart, the thin line between life and death, and stealing the secret of heaven!"

"The most important thing is that if someone tells you the truth, you won't really die! You can't get such an opportunity even if you pray to God or Buddha!"

"What are you praying to for? Go find the principal!"

"Indeed...our principal is already regarded as a high-level god and a true immortal in the eyes of many extraordinary beings from other worlds."

"I'm so envious, Xiu'er, that Lin Zhengliu in your class, does he want to be in the [Full-time Dharma God] position? He was born at the right time..."

Uncle Liu Huang frowned: "I don't agree with this!"

"Era is created by people."
Chapter completed!