First-class queen: woman, don't be too arrogant

Chapter 85 Golden Lion 8
The two super-talented individuals that the Rhine Academy had never seen for so many years appeared.

There was chattering and whispering.

"I said why I haven't come out yet, it's been more than a day."

"I don't know, who knows when they will come out."

"I guess no one here knows the exact time..."

"I see..."

Amidst the heated discussions, there was a sudden violent shaking in the direction of the seven-story phantom tower.

"What's going on? What's the matter?" Xiong Mu, the seventh-level spirit king who had been guarding outside, his face darkened.

He was the first to feel the movement of the phantom tower on the seventh floor.

Immediately after him, the principal of the Rhine Academy, who was standing next to him, suddenly changed his face and roared, "Quick, get out of here quickly, quick."

At the same time, he quickly unleashed his spiritual power and retreated while guarding the students behind him.

The students behind him were hit by his spiritual power, and Gu Lulu rolled back like a winter melon.

Everyone around was taken aback.

And just under this stupefaction, the huge power erupting from under the phantom tower on the seventh floor was instantly noticed by all the mentors with good spiritual power.

"Back, back..."

"Quickly retreat..."

In an instant, the whole scene was in chaos.

All the student mentors surrounding the seven-story phantom tower ran back in a panic.

In this embarrassing retreat, under the eyes of everyone.

The seven-story phantom tower was split in half by a force, as if a pair of hands directly tore the tower and collapsed.

Dusty, covering everything.

The seven-story phantom tower was instantly destroyed into ruins.

"My God..." The teachers and students of the Rhine Academy who staggered and stood still in the distance looked at all this in a daze.

What kind of power is this, who did this...

The seven-story phantom tower is a treasure of the third level.

The wind is blowing, the water is cold, and the pagoda will never return once it is gone.

The breeze blows and the sky is full of dust.

Thousands of teachers and students of the Rhine Academy stood there in a daze, looking at the ruins.

No one spoke, perhaps too shocked to know what to say.

And under the ruins, a place slowly arched up.

Two figures stood up from under the ruins in embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)