Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

Qin Xin just won the challenge, and for a moment, no one dared to respond.

The Seventh Elder glanced around and casually remarked, ”That last attack by Lan must have consumed quite a lot of Spiritual Power, right? I guess it’ll take more than an hour to recover...”

He seemed to be chatting idly with other mentors, but though the speaker was unintentional, the listeners took it to heart, and the students below immediately became eager.

”I’ll go!” A senior student hastily accepted the challenge.

Becoming a disciple of the Twelve Elders was truly tempting.

The dormitory leader with a goose-egg face pouted, ”Want to challenge our Sister Xin, maybe doesn’t know how they’ll end up dead.”

On the stage, Qin Xin flexed her wrist, indifferent: ”Come on then.”

She’s been quite free lately, so it’s a good chance to practice as well.

The senior student stood ready, setting up her stance.

Once the mentor who was judging gave the signal, she hurriedly tried to strike first like Ding Yu.

However.

In less than three seconds.

Qin Xin delivered a fatal blow—green light like a sharp blade reached the senior student’s neck.

If this were a real battle, the senior student would have had her throat slit by the blade of Spiritual Energy from the plants, dead.

However, Qin Xin withdrew her Spiritual Power, smiling: ”Shall we continue the match?”

The senior student took a deep breath, and before the judging mentor could count down ten seconds, she had already stepped off the stage: ”I concede.”

Below the stage, many who were familiar with the senior student were incredulous.

That senior student was acknowledged as having decent strength, yet couldn’t endure even a single move from Lan Qingxin?

At once everyone’s gaze towards Qin Xin was filled with more reverence, and some with more curiosity and desire to challenge.

”I’ll go!”

”I’ll go!”

”I’ll go!”

There were more and more people who wanted to take a shot in the ring with Qin Xin, to experience being ”one hit wonder” under the hands of this girl.

Even some boys could not help but raise their hands: ”I want to go too!”

On the stage, Qin Xin’s lips twitched speechlessly.

Then, she turned her head and asked the dormitory leader below: ”Do you really want to win first place?”

The dormitory leader clung onto the railing of the arena as she nodded frantically: ”Yes, yes! Sister Xin, I really want us to take first so we can use the prize money as a rooftop barbecue fund... is that okay, can we take first?”

Qin Xin sighed, crouched down, and patted her head: ”Alright. Stand further away, don’t get hurt by the residual Spiritual Energy.”

The dormitory leader nodded obediently: ”Yes, yes! I will be good!”

Watching students: ”...”

Especially the boys: ”...Please stop making us feel inferior! These days, girls spoiling girls is really something else, gets us hyped!”

Qin Xin stood up, ready to face.

The next challenger who went on stage.

Three seconds, KO!

Two seconds, KO!

One second...

The pace at which Qin Xin defeated her opponents got faster and faster.

Showing everyone what a true one-hit kill looked like!

Until she defeated ten challengers.

Just one short of catching up to Ding Yu’s accumulated match score.

On stage, the Seventh Elder looked increasingly pleased, already crossing his arms, leaning back in his chair awaiting the announcement of Qin Xin as the first place result.

The Second Elder’s expression grew more worried, even resting one hand on his chin, the other hand continuously rubbing the event program on the table... this is the kind of action people do when they’re anxious!

As the eleventh challenger went on stage.

Qin Xin inadvertently glanced, seeing the Second Elder’s worried look towards her.

Why was it that kind of gaze?

Qin Xin furrowed her brows slightly.

She glanced at the challenger.

Very weak.

Even weaker than the previous ten people, why would the Second Elder be worried? Doesn’t seem like he’s worried she can’t defeat the opponent.