Suddenly.
She sprang forward with her legs, her toes rapidly tapping the ground as she moved swiftly, her body rising and falling like a dragon swimming freely in the sea.
Behind her, the massive divine thunderstorm stood quietly under the sunlight...
The others followed suit...
...
In the dark corner of the dense forest.
Louisa Foster and Bertha Marley were hiding where others couldn't see them, clapping their hands in celebration, extremely pleased.
"Bertha, how do you think my move, the 'masked tiger leaving the mountain', is?" Louisa Foster arrogantly said.
"It's great! When Isabella Lindsey and her team arrive at the woods, those weaklings of the Red Team will all be killed by the white martial artists, and we'll win!"
Bertha Marley said, full of imagination, "Once we become the top graduates, we can go to the King's mansion!"
"What's even better is that we don't even have to make a move ourselves." Louisa Foster said proudly.
