บท 100: Intense Atmosphere

Observing Qin Wushuang’s expression was also one of Yun Qingyan’s favorite hobbies. Although her individual result had reached the worst level, it did not stop her from looking forward to the sense of pride as a group. Especially to those martial arts students who also came from the River County, she had narrow feelings of pride for their homes.

Especially when she saw others showing off a high and mighty attitude, her feelings of shame emerged once more.

However, when her gaze stopped on Qin Wushuang’s face, instantly, it had turned into a sunny side.

“Qin Wushuang, surely your grade this time is not bad? How about it, did you get three hundred points?” Yun Qingyan deliberately raised her voice and asked with exaggeration.

She had called out these three hundred points out of her gritted teeth. In fact, she also thought that acquiring three hundred points was way too difficult. Theoretically, it was impossible.