The so called strong cultivators

That was right.

Ridicule and taunt.

In Ye Qing Luo's words, these two feelings were clearly expressed.

These kind of feelings made those youngsters whose self-esteem were extremely strong unable to bear it.

"Death God Castle….. is it scarier than the interclass competitions?" Ye Qing Luo's slender brows raised as she gave a smile which didn't look quite like a smile, "Did you all think that one could just cultivate that little bit of Profound Qi and going through routine training every day, those people are referred to as strong cultivators?"

The youngsters bit their lips, thinking of rebuking.

But Ye Qing Luo didn't give them any chance to open their mouths as she directly continued, "The so called strong cultivators, which one of them had not been travelling on the tip of the blades?"