At this moment, the Xuanwu School headquarters team represented by the night moshu and the Tsinghua Academy team opposite them are facing each other like this, you look at me, I look at you, face to face, I don't know what to do. After all, the palms and the back of the hands are flesh. In any case, everyone is from Xuanwu school. The broken bones are still connected. We fought together. Whoever wins or loses, those are mutilated hands and feet. It is definitely not a good thing. In vain, let other college teams watch jokes. But if you don't, then what? You can't just look at me like that. I look at you, and you just stand there and you don't move, okay? If we really do this, I'm afraid the referee or the audience below will throw them off the stage. I'm afraid it won't be a question of mutilating hands and feet. After all, the two teams are from Xuanwu school anyway. Whoever wins will always succeed in promotion, and if someone throws them off the stage, I'm afraid both teams will be disqualified from promotion!

“Alas, what should I do? What should we do now?” The face of Moxiu at night is overwhelming, one head and two big, bitter, even if Moxiu at night is a traveler, from another world, not only knowledgeable and unspoken, but Moxiu at night is the original author, kind of the creator of this world, but in the face of the present situation, it is still powerless, only dry glare.

At this moment, it is not just the Tsinghua Academy opposite them who are hurting their minds, but also the Tsinghua Academy opposite them. After all, whether it is the Tsinghua Academy opposite the Tsinghua Academy at night, everyone can survive to become the top eight of the five houses. Naturally, they are not mediocre people. Everyone understands that, regardless of the other party or themselves, they are all their own people. Everyone represents Xuanwu School, whoever wins or loses, so long as they fight, what they lose is their own academy, so rather than continue to fight like this, whitewash inside, let others directly surrender, let others save their strength, so that they can avenge others in the future.

With this in mind, whether it's Moxiu at night or Tsinghua Academy across the street, the decision has already been made, that is, you can't fight, because whoever wins or loses is just fighting inside, the best way now is to surrender directly!

But now that we've decided to surrender, there's a new problem. Who's going to surrender? Everyone is silent. After all, glory belongs to the victor. If you win, you will have glory. Surrender together. For whatever reason, in the eyes of others, you are a loser, so at this moment, whoever is unwilling to surrender! What about surrendering? Everyone knows each other very well, and because they know so much, Mo Xin is even more bottomless at this time of night. He knows very well what kind of horror exists among the twelve people participating in the Tsinghua branch of his school! Looking at each other so many masters, so many people won't say anything, and their strength crushed them and other strangers, so at this time of night Mo comfortably has the answer, which is to surrender voluntarily on his side! Because the strength of the other party is already stronger than itself, if the other party is promoted, then the chances of getting first place will be much greater than on your side. Likewise, if you wait for someone to be promoted, then facing other teams, their chances of winning are also very slim, almost impossible to succeed!