The next second, he retracted his hand and said with a smile: "I know you. You are 'Blood Rose', the one who is hailed as the second Xiao Qing."

Peter shook his head and said, "I guess you seem to have misunderstood something. There is no irreconcilable conflict between us. In addition, you may have heard some bad rumors about me from others, which is why you are so wary of me."

"In fact, we are very similar, at least in terms of fighting style," he said sincerely, "You use dual swords, and I use a sickle. Both of us use big and powerful moves. We can exchange our experiences with each other."

Hearing this, Song Qingci said coldly: "Who will communicate with you?"

"Now get out of here with your arrogance and rudeness," she said, "otherwise, I don't mind fighting you before the others arrive."

It seemed that she really disliked Peter for some special reason, so her tone had been particularly stiff until now, and she looked like she would draw her sword and put the flashing blade across the man's neck if they had a disagreement.

This strange attitude made Ding Yan and the others slightly stunned.

According to their ideas, Song Qingci should not be such a strong and aggressive person.

It seems that this guy named Peter really left a very bad impression on Song Qingci.

Otherwise, she would at least be indifferent instead of being overly aggressive like she is now.

To sum up the reasons, they felt that it was most likely this guy Peter's problem.

Although Song Qingci is a little arrogant, old-fashioned, and saintly, she would never lose her temper for no reason. Someone must have provoked her!

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but look at Peter, and their eyes were very unfriendly to each other.

Amidst such gazes, the smile on Peter's face remained unchanged.

He looked at everyone one by one, and when he saw Ding Yan, his eyes lingered on him a little longer.

Soon, he retracted his gaze and smiled at Song Qingci heartily: "Since Miss Song doesn't like me so much, then I won't beg for mercy."

"But before that, shouldn't we settle the previous issues?"

What's the problem? Ding Yan and the others all had this in their eyes.

Looking at them, Peter's mouth curled up slightly.

"You guys bumped into someone, you should at least apologize."

As he said that, he glanced at Li Jingwen with ease: "Or are you so rude that you don't even want to apologize after bumping into someone?"

"The people in your team are still so vulgar and totally uneducated," he said with a smile, "Or maybe it's because you don't have parents to teach you?"

"Then I don't mind teaching you a few good words. Of course, this is basic etiquette for people who are rude and disrespectful."

He said, "You're welcome."

As soon as this sentence was said.

Ji Qianqin's expression changed instantly.

She narrowed her eyes, and the look she gave Peter became increasingly dangerous.

Ding Yan, who was standing next to her, wanted to give her a hand and tell her not to act rashly, but Ji Qianqin gave him a look that said "It's okay".

She knew exactly what the little [beep] kid, whose mouth was dirtier than his lower body, was up to.

In the final analysis, don't you just want to criticize?

Ji Qianqin criticized Zuimian and Song Qingci harshly.

These two could hardly even say anything in front of her, which was enough to show her ability in this aspect.

Taking a deep breath, she nodded towards Peter, looking very polite.

The next second, a long string of foreign words poured out of Ji Qianqin's mouth without any pauses, or even stutters or repetitions!

The endless voice echoed in Peter's ears, making his expression slightly stunned.

He looked at Ji Qianqin with some disbelief.

This was the first time Peter felt that someone could express sarcasm and ridicule so...fluently.

Ji Qianqin didn't curse anyone the whole time, or at least didn't say anything inappropriate.

She was just being sarcastic.

For example, you must be talking so badly because you like to fart while eating, or that thing in your head has all the functions except thinking, and even if it is placed on the exhibition stand, it is like a newly unearthed cultural relic, full of uncivilized research value. You talk about manners but you can't do it yourself. Is it that your parents were bought with expired coupons, or is it that your manners are actually in a quantum superposition state, and you can't say that they are completely gone, but you can only say that there is nothing left? In short, Ji Qianqin talked happily, and Peter was upset.

After a long while, he forced a smile and patted his clothes: "Yes, I overestimated you."

"After all, I came from that country. There are no nobles there, so naturally I don't understand what 'noble etiquette' is."

He took his hand back and forced a smile: "By the way, how is your captain from last year doing now?"

"Is his injury still not healed?" he said. "If necessary, we wouldn't mind finding a few excellent doctors to come over."

"After all, no one knows more about 'poison' than us. If you delay the poisoning of your person for too long, there is no telling what the consequences will be..."

Hearing this.

The faces of the seniors who were originally standing behind Ding Yan changed instantly.

They took a step forward and their expressions turned serious when they looked at Peter.

The students standing behind Peter also took a step forward with funny smiles on their faces, looking a little excited and crazy.

The two sides were facing each other, and the atmosphere was extremely tense, even more so than before! Looking at this scene, Song Qingci couldn't help but frown.

The sense of disobedience she felt in her heart was almost to the point of exploding.

At this moment, a voice came from beside her: "It seems that you have been affected."

"It's not just those guys over there, but even our people have been affected?" The voice seemed to be thinking, "It seems that this influence started a long time ago, and it was very hidden, even before this, we ourselves did not notice it."

"Is it a mental attack? Or is it an emotional attack? It looks like the latter. The former should be very obvious and not so subtle."

"Maybe this exercise is just like what the teacher said, it's really not ordinary."

Hearing the voice, Song Qingci looked over.

Next to her, a senior boy was frowning at the two confronting groups in the distance.

Noticing Song Qingci's gaze, the boy smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Luo Hongzhe."

Song Qingci was silent for a moment, then said: "My name is..."

Before she could finish, Luo Hongzhe interrupted her: "I know you."

"I've heard people talk about 'Blood Rose' before," he said nonchalantly, "It seems those people were right when they said you were determined."

"Emotional mobilization is ultimately a way to judge the strength of consciousness. If a person's consciousness is strong enough, then no matter how you try to pry open the emotional barriers, it will be impossible. However, among the people present, besides you and me, there are only a few people who are immune."

As he said this, Luo Hongzhe couldn't help but smacked his lips: "Tsk, it seems that my classmates' training is not good enough, and they are not as good as you freshmen. It really makes people look down on them."

After listening to Luo Hongzhe's words, Song Qingci did not agree with him immediately.

She found a question and threw it to Luo Hongzhe: "What did that golden retriever say about last year?"

last year?

Luo Hongzhe was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Last year..."

"During last year's exercise, our seniors from the previous class defeated the seniors from the Black Scythe country. The leader of that country at the time was a senior from the Black Scythe country."

As he spoke, Luo Hongzhe sighed: "Last year, because it was a team competition mode, even though Brother Black Scythe performed very well, he was still dragged down and sent home, and he also suffered a lot of injuries. After returning, he has been depressed and has been depressed until now. Perhaps because of this reason, Black Scythe pushed Brother Black's depression to our side..."

Soon, Luo Hongzhe's expression became a little strange: "But how did he know that Senior Xu Qi was poisoned?"

Xu Qi?

Song Qingci felt that he seemed to have heard this name before: "Xu Qi was the one who used the sword last year?"

Luo Hongzhe: "Yes, it's Senior Xu Qi who joined the Countermeasures Bureau last year. He was poisoned shortly after participating in the exercise last year, and it has continued until now..."

The poison that has lasted until now?! After hearing this, Song Qingci was a little confused: "What kind of poison is that?!"

This sentence seemed to make Luo Hongzhe a little embarrassed.

He glanced at the side and found that they were still arguing, then he leaned over to Song Qingci and whispered softly, "This is not a secret anymore, and it doesn't matter if I tell you..."

"It is said that when Senior Xu Qi was chasing a certain alien species, he was accidentally tricked by the alien species. Later, the alien species ran away, and he was also poisoned. The result of the poison was..."

He coughed and whispered something.

As Song Qingci listened, the expression on his face became more and more interesting.

After a long while, she said, "It will become a poison for women... Is this true?"

Luo Hongzhe just spread his hands and shrugged: "Of course."

"And it's the type with very obvious sexual characteristics, which will become particularly obvious after the transformation." He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "For example, if you secrete too much male hormones, such as testosterone, then the secretion of female hormones will double in turn. And before Senior Xu Qi was poisoned, he was a real muscular man..."

Luo Hongzhe sighed again: "So, now Xu Qixue... Sister, has probably gone in a certain direction and will never come back. She has even lost most of her strength because of this."

"What a shame! In the past, seniors would often use their muscles to welcome new students, but now they can only use... cough cough cough!"

As he spoke, he coughed suddenly, as if he realized that the person next to him was not his friend but Song Qingci.

Song Qingci didn't understand.

Even if she understood, she wouldn't care.

She just thought, this is really insidious.

If she were to transform herself into another gender, she wouldn't be particularly miserable.

But if she became a disabled person, she would never be able to accept it.

Judging from Luo Hongzhe's words alone, that Sister Xu Qixue... should be quite popular in school.

It's no wonder that the seniors would be anxious and angry when such a person was ridiculed by the other side.

Thinking of this, she nodded: "I think I understand..."

However, the next moment she was about to say this.

Suddenly, the atmosphere changed again! Someone accidentally put the gun's safety on. Although the sound was not loud, it was still clearly audible in the open space!

Along with this sound, there was also a sharp sound of bullets breaking through the air! Hearing this sound, almost everyone's face suddenly changed! Maybe it was because of anxiety, or maybe it was because of other reasons. In short, at this moment, the two groups thought that someone in the other group was planning to secretly use a gun! Under the guidance of such thoughts, almost everyone rubbed their fists and feet, and their eyes were full of undisguised hostility!

Luo Hongzhe next to him muttered in a low voice: "Damn it..."

"Emotions are taking over," he rubbed his head, "I'm a little affected..."

"Classmate, please be careful. I'm afraid that if I get into a fight with you, I won't be able to control my strength and you'll beat me to death..."

As he spoke, he shook his head and sat in the open space, muttering something.

Song Qingci could no longer control him.

Because she saw that Ding Yan's eyes were about to spark! He looked very painful, and the flames all over his body were like a burning fire, which lit up with the wind, and it looked like he was almost on the verge of ignition!

If this continues, Ding Yan will definitely burn!

Once his whole body starts to burn, it won't be a simple situation that can be described as an attempted conflict! If his flames can't be controlled... it will definitely be a disaster! Thinking of this, Song Qingci couldn't help but want to take a step forward.

But the next second, a hand pressed on her shoulder.

The sound of a gurgling stream echoed in her ears, and with an elusive smile, he whispered, "Don't be impatient."

"Interesting, it seems that after noticing someone coming, the strategy changed?" The voice chuckled and said, "Focusing all attention on Ding Yan, it seems that he is a guy who recognized 'Honglian'."

"This means there are two fewer people on the confirmed list... Heh, maybe I should thank the other party for being so impatient, otherwise I would have to spend more time on it."

Listen to this sound.

For no reason, Song Qingci, who was originally a little anxious, suddenly relaxed a lot.

It’s like when a rainstorm comes and you are in a panic, but then you find yourself staying at home, lazily curled up in the bed.

Full of peace and leisure.

She turned her head to look beside her and found that Bai Ling was putting his hand on her shoulder, looking at the crowd in the distance thoughtfully.

After seeing Bai Ling appear, Song Qingci couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Prophet," she whispered, "what is this situation?"

Hearing this, Bai Ling glanced at her and said, "Some mice that have been hiding for a long time are eager to light their bonfires in the hope of gaining the attention and approval of the bigger mice."

"Don't worry too much about it. Even if the rat tries its best to dance with its fat body, it will only echo 'empty' in the sewer. Other than that, it's meaningless. It can't even please others. It will only make people feel dirty and ugly."

As he said this, he withdrew his hand and pulled his scarf: "But, the farce should end now."

"We've seen enough of the joke. If we continue, others will laugh at us."

The words fell.

Layers of mist diffused under the entire sky, and expanded rapidly as Bailing spoke. In the blink of an eye, it filled the entire open space and enveloped all the students!

Under the thick fog that was like the dark night, everything seemed to be hidden in the shadows and could no longer be seen clearly.