After hearing Head Teacher Jian Wuxian casually downplay those words, Head Seat Du Junping and Head Seat Zhang Xu looked at each other but didn’t speak.

The atmosphere instantly became tense. Jian Wuxian had a faint smile on his face. He completely ignored the other six and looked into the distant Mu Hua Peak.

Even though Jian Wuxian was motionless and quiet, an invisible sense of pressure spread out from his body. The longer he remained silent, the stronger this feeling became. Du Junping and Zhang Xu felt tense. If they felt tense, then Du Jun and Ye Deyong had to be feeling it even more.

Finally, Du Junping seemed to be unable to withstand this atmosphere. He chuckled and said, “Do you think there are any particularly outstanding disciples among the three peaks?”

“There are a few from our Mysterious Fallen Peak, but they're not too demonic.” When he heard Du Junping bring up this topic, Zhang Xu, who remained had silent and calm, quickly spoke. Although what he said sounded modest, he could not hide the pride he felt.

“Is that so? Then I have to congratulate Head Seat Zhang. Our Mysterious Strange Peak doesn't have any good seedlings this time.” Du Junping looked at Zhang Xu with a strange gaze.

Zhang Xu’s expression...