Chapter 48 Drawing Lots
What does it mean to be too proud? If he were the One Punch Man, he would be more proud than others! Wang Yan complained crazily in his heart.
What if the little girl just doesn’t like to smile?
With such a long distance, Xuanzi didn't think that a soul emperor could hear the communication between them, but Mu Xing was not an ordinary soul emperor. She could hear their conversation clearly, and Xuanzi's With the meaningful look in his eyes, Mu Xing immediately realized that he was taking revenge on him for humiliating him.
Following Xuanzi's gaze, Wang Yan saw a girl with gray hair and golden eyes. He suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if every word of their conversation had fallen into the girl's ears.
The girl's eyes were blazing, and Wang Yan felt guilty for no reason, but he still followed Xuanzi's instructions and told Du Weilun.
However, Wang Yan also had his own plans. "No matter what, I will try my best to train Huo Yuhao. When he has achieved some results, it will not be too late to find Mr. Xuan." When he looked at Mu Xing again, the other party was already there. No trace.
The freshman assessment knockout round has come to an end, and the top eight teams have been determined after the morning competition.
"Huo Yurui's team, step forward to draw lots."
Fu Rui walked forward unhurriedly and took out a lottery number from the lottery tube in Du Weilun's hand.
Du Weilun took a careful look at Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui, and thought to himself that this student named Huo Yuhao did have his own merits, and spiritual martial spirits were extremely rare. Unfortunately, the possibility of him obtaining a powerful soul ring in the future is even too low. Otherwise, he should also be qualified as a core disciple! Let's see, if he can pass the academy's assessment and stay, by the time he reaches the fourth or fifth grade, he should be able to see whether he is qualified to become a core disciple of the martial arts department.
As for their captain Huo Yurui, Du Weilun sighed slightly in his heart. It was a sure thing that she became a core disciple, but his arm couldn't twist his thigh, so the matter could only be delayed for a few more years.
"Number three." Du Weilun took the lottery drawn by Fu Rui and announced loudly.
One of the teams that had finished drawing lots suddenly changed their expressions. It was them who Fu Rui had drawn.
The two sides faced each other in the assessment area and knew each other by name. This time their opponents came from the freshman class. All three of them were great soul masters of level 20 or above. They were a relatively strong team, but compared to the teams that Huo Yuhao and the others had defeated in the previous two games. There is still a gap.
After entering the knockout stage, this game became the fastest to end. It was also this game that greatly increased Fu Rui's popularity again, and he was called by many people the number one new attack-type fighting spirit master.
Mu Xing checked Huo Yuhao and Fu Rui as usual and made sure they were not injured before feeling relieved.
"The finals are tomorrow, are you nervous?" She asked Huo Yuhao. After all, Fu Rui didn't know what it meant to be nervous when facing a group of kids.
After taking a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on Huo Yuhao's face, "Fortunately, I'm fine." If nothing else goes wrong, he will face one of his enemies tomorrow. Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with anger involuntarily. He practiced so hard and wanted to become a top strong man, not because he wanted to become a master, but because he wanted to take revenge and avenge his mother. He had never forgotten the bullying he had suffered since childhood. Although after meeting Mu Xing and Fu Rui, he has felt the warmth of the world and the friendship between partners. However, he has never forgotten the pain of the past eleven years. The memories of his childhood have always been deeply imprinted in his mind.
"It's normal to be nervous. After all, you are about to take the first step of revenge." Mu Xing hugged Huo Yuhao, "But we can't leave after the game. I still have some things to deal with."
"Is it really okay to encourage that child like this? Hatred can sometimes blind a person's eyes..." Electrolux was a little worried.
"Some hatred is like longing, which cannot be shaken off." Mu Xing seemed to be responding to him, but also seemed to be talking to himself.
"What a special description. I guess your first teacher must be a literary giant?" The old man's helpless laughter came from the spiritual sea.
"Yes. I studied under Freud and once read with Dostoyevsky. My hobby is reading Latin American literature. I have studied abroad in Japan. Tolstoy was my first teacher. Byron also has a great influence on me. I am an avant-garde writer of modern and contemporary romanticism, magical reality and zero-degree writing," Mu Xing replied seriously.
Electrolux:? ? ? ?
The next day, all twelve freshmen who entered the semi-finals stood together. Today, the person in charge of drawing lots was no longer Du Weilun, the teaching director of the martial arts department of the outer college. Yan Shaozhe took his place, and Huo Yuhao couldn't help being secretly surprised when he saw him. While many freshmen were still whispering about who that person was, he had already recognized him.
After all, Yan Shaozhe had compensated him with many good things in a short period of time, including a high-quality thousand-year soul bone. It was very difficult for him to forget the other person.
"Hello, young people. I am Yan Shaozhe, the 261st dean of Shrek Academy." Yan Shaozhe introduced himself with a smile.
It was something that none of the freshmen expected that the dean would appear here in person, and most of the students straightened their backs unconsciously.
"I know you are curious about why I am here. Yes, generally speaking, even if the freshman assessment is in the final stage, having a vice president come forward is enough to show that the college values you. But I have to say, I am very satisfied with the performance of your freshmen. You are also the most talented freshmen in the past century. I am very interested in you, so I am here and I will read all of you today. Competition. I hope you can surprise me. Okay, let’s start the draw.”
Naturally, the dean could not preside over the lottery in person. Du Weilun quickly took over the task of drawing lots, but Yan Shaozhe said that he would personally hold the lottery boxes for the freshmen. This immediately made every freshman feel excited. feeling.
This is the legendary superpower! The dean of Shrek Academy, he actually held the lottery box for us. What an honor is this? Not to mention them, even a group of eighth-level Contras would feel deeply honored to be here. For a time, the freshmen's emotions became uncontrollably high.
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