Chapitre 337: Skulduggery, killing without a trace

The branches rustled as those dead leaves on the ground started to swirl with the raging wind.

The tree shade hovered as it met against that whirlwind, those twenty over students felt a chill down their spines.

Suddenly, a student cried out in surprise, "My wooden token is gone!"

"Mine too!"

Several students felt around for their wooden token in disbelief.

That wooden token represented their points accumulation, and represented the honour in their class!

There was only one hour left before the actual combat training ended.

To lose their wooden tokens now represented that their entire day of effort was wasted!

Seeing four students' wooden tokens missing, the other students immediately covered their own wooden tokens.

After they felt their wooden tokens, they heaved a sigh of relief.