Chapter 1889 - 1869:

Chapter 1889: Chapter 1869:

Watching the two people on stage, the entire arena fell silent. What kind of day was today? A group breakthrough?

Mo was puzzled; Luo Qianqian seemed to be a distance away from breaking through, so why had she suddenly...

Is there some connection between these two? They don’t look like it; maybe I’m overthinking it...

Seeing two people break through simultaneously, with a class of protectors around them, the secret weapon of the Earth Class was nearly collapsing. Her secret weapon was to possess attack power close to the current stage of Great Perfection, but at this critical moment, the opponent broke through?

This event was a significant shock to her, an unbelievable occurrence. Breaking through so quickly, and not just one person, but two—what a class full of constant situations!

This time, the Yellow Class would clearly stand undefeated with this breakthrough, unless... they fail to break through!

Not only were people from the Yellow Class surrounding the two, but even Mo’s pressure could not be ignored. At this moment, rash action would obviously result in fierce attacks, and certainly, they would not easily let it go.

Even if it’s like this, if both successfully break through in this state, even if only one does, it would definitely have a huge impact on her! Moreover, the two of them cannot be judged by common sense.

One appeared for the first time and used methods considered unrefined by the majority, defeating part of the Mystery Class. The other carved a bloody path before even being grouped in this cohort’s strongest. How can these be handled with common sense?

Watching the elemental fluctuations continuously surging around the two, and the arena dome already opened by Ji Lei, the gathering black clouds were also unsettling.

Is she... really willing to take such a risk?

Moreover, hasn’t the defeat of the Heaven Class already been set? There was never a peaceful coexistence between the two classes, and this time it was for the dignity of the two classes that they chose to unite, even using tactics to confuse the opponent, making them believe they were at the end of their strength. Yet undeniably, not only themselves but also within the classes, there were considerable opposing opinions. Still, despite this, they insisted on their decisions, so...

If the desired result is not achieved this time, it’s undoubtedly the initiators of the two classes would certainly be abandoned by their classes.

Never again able to be a class leader.

To her, isn’t this also a severe blow?

So at the moment, while the atmosphere is tense, there is a feeling of helplessness. Right now, let alone taking action; any reckless move she makes could incite the Yellow Class to unite against her, right? And then there’s Mo...

Though it’s not entirely hopeless.

One person breaking through would mean facing their own singular Heavenly Tribulation.

With two people so close, unable to leave, it wouldn’t be a matter of two being greater than one!

So perhaps she wouldn’t need to make a move; these two would face an insurmountable danger on their own.

Pressing her lips together, she turned to look at Ji Lei, who seemed tense despite eating. Teachers might understand this kind of situation better, right?

Sure enough, shortly after, the vice president arrived beside Ji Lei, looking serious as he inquired, though... he didn’t forget to eat.

Mo turned back to focus on the two on stage; the people from the Yellow Class would help keep an eye on them.

"Shiliu, the opponent of Long Tu has a strange look in their eyes." Someone immediately noticed the girl’s look and informed He Wenyu.

He Wenyu glanced over, surprised to see it was her roommate?! Moreover, the look wasn’t kindly or indifferent as before, but with anger, how could she not be worried?

"Di Jun, come here. Once either of them has an issue, immediately restore them to their best condition!" He Wenyu took a deep breath and said.

She felt like something might happen!

"Alright." Di Jun was equally tense, but compared to others, he could help, which made him quite pleased.

Intently watching them, afraid to miss anything.

The whole arena became unpredictable due to this sudden event.

But soon, the first lightning descended; the Heavenly Tribulation wouldn’t allow time for reaction.

Mo was about to make a move when he realized the lightning was heading towards Long Tu, instinctively holding back.

For some reason, he was somewhat interested in this man, feeling he wasn’t as simple as he seemed.

Sure enough, the lightning lingered momentarily on Long Tu’s surface before being absorbed without any obstruction.

Mo continued watching with great interest.

Dozens of bolts all headed toward Long Tu, which seemed strange given Luo Qianqian seemed to be absorbing faster than Long Tu, clearly at the most critical juncture, yet no lightning descended?

Was Long Tu intentionally attracting it?

Mo was startled by this thought, shaking his head afterward.

This couldn’t be; the Heavenly Tribulation is indeed celestial! Cultivation itself is a path defying heaven; how could it be controllable?

Soon enough, lightning struck Luo Qianqian, but it was evident she could handle it; Mo stood by, not intervening.

After all... if he got involved, the strength of the Heavenly Tribulation wouldn’t remain as it was. His power exceeded Luo Qianqian and Long Tu, and if involved, the intensity of the tribulation would likely escalate to a devastating level for them.

Previously, Luo Qianqian’s strength was too low, and even with some enhancement, it was harmless to him.

So he faced no particular difficulty, primarily due to his breakthrough being related to Luo Qianqian.

Quickly, Long Tu opened his eyes quietly, bloodshot but with a clear violet lightning flickering within his eyes, as he drew his long sword, heading directly towards the stormy clouds!

Luo Qianqian was still breaking through, her body convulsing, not as relaxed as Long Tu, but not in severe danger either.

As the next bolt appeared, a Little Black Bow manifested in her hand, glowing in color, an ice arrow speeding toward the lightning’s direction.

In mid-air, the lightning met the ice arrow violently, erupting into a spark.

Luo Qianqian slightly lifted the corners of her lips: "Though not as powerful as last time, don’t underestimate me!"