Having caught his breath, the boy successfully climbed up.

"Mo Jing, you're amazing!" Shen Jingyuan looked at Mo Jing with admiration. She was so talented that she could even kill a wolf.

Sitting next to Shen Jinghuan was Jiang Tianxue, who looked at the person below with a somewhat displeased expression. Then, glancing at Shen Jingyuan beside her who was filled with admiration, she cursed her inwardly as an idiot, but a calculating glint flashed in her eyes in an instant, so fast that no one could detect it.

Everyone stared at Mo Jing. The night wind in the forest ruffled her long hair, her exquisite features were strikingly handsome, and her pale pink lips were tightly pressed together, exuding a deadly sexiness within her coldness. Despite being just a small frame, she seemed capable of supporting a mountain.

After killing one wolf, Mo Jing did not feel relaxed and happy like the people behind her. Her expression was somewhat solemn because there were still twelve wolves standing opposite her.

She understood that she could kill one or two wolves, but three or four was her limit. She simply couldn't handle these dozen or so. Her only chance of winning was to stall until Ling Moyuan arrived.

For some reason, although she had never seen him make a move, Mo Jing felt that he could definitely handle it.

"Mo Jing, come up here quickly." Several classmates in the tree started calling to her. They obviously knew that she, a girl, couldn't handle so many wolves.

After Mo Jing killed one of their companions, the remaining wolves finally became enraged. The first two charged at Mo Jing.

Everyone's expressions tensed up again.

Mo Jing exuded a chilling killing intent. She dodged two wolves by sidestepping them and swung the torch in her hand at the back of one of the wolves.

The wolf was knocked to the ground, but it didn't lose its fighting ability. Instead, it slowly stood up, some of the fur on its back was burned off, making a sizzling sound, accompanied by the smell of burnt meat. Clearly, Mo Jing's actions had completely enraged it, and it bared its teeth and gnashed its teeth at Mo Jing, looking extremely ferocious.

"Mo Jing, come up quickly! Hurry up and climb the tree!" The students in the tree called out anxiously again, especially Shen Jingyuan, who was crying.

The two wolves leaped again, aiming straight for Mo Jing's neck.

Mo Jing didn't dodge this time. She thrust the torch in her hand straight into the open mouth of a wolf that was about to bite, then quickly kicked the other wolf to the ground. She took out her knife and slashed at the wolf's neck. Fearing that it wasn't dead enough, she also slashed it sharply to the side.

"Awooo—" The wolf pack felt greatly insulted that two wolves had died at the hands of a human.

More than a dozen wolves pounced on Mo Jing at once, and the shadow of death loomed over her.

Is this how she died in this life? It's truly disgraceful.

Two throwing knives flew straight over and struck the necks of the two wolves in front of them with perfect accuracy.

Immediately afterward, a black figure wielding a short knife charged forward.

With swift, decisive strokes, each cut nearly a wolf was taken down. His movements were swift and efficient, his long black trench coat billowing as he leaped. Under the moonlight, his refined face was cold and handsome, and his agile figure was as nimble as a cheetah in the forest.

"It's Teacher Ling! That's great! Teacher Ling is back!"

"We're saved when Teacher Ling comes back."

"Long live Teacher Ling! Long live Mo Jing!"

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That's the eighth update for today!