Arrogance

As soon as the referee spoke, everyone in Changjia Academy stood up with their own weapons.

They seemed to be specially trained.

On the other hand, Lin Xiu and the others seemed to be very casual.

"It's a third-rate academy for sure, they're going to lose."

"Oh, there is nothing to watch…"

The people below couldn't help shaking their heads at this time, as if they were not optimistic about this game at all.

"Are you guys afraid huh?"

At this time, Zhao Qian looked at Lin Xiu and the others, pointed the long sword in his hand at them, and said with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Lin Xiu and the others didn't seem to have the will to fight at all, and they looked very sloppy, which made the others in Changjia Academy feel that Lin Xiu and others knew that they were going to lose, and they didn't even want to fight.

"They're yours."

Lin Xiu glanced at Ouyang Hang, and then said lightly.