"Holy crap, are they, Class 2, Grade 1, researching some new track?"
"Hahaha... I can't take it anymore. Our once-serious academy has now turned into an axe gang. I'm almost dying of laughter."
"What Axe Gang? It's the Kaishan Axe Gang."
"They can now form their own gang. How exciting! The one in the middle holding the fan instead of the axe is a disagreement?"
“…”
Everyone was talking about what they saw.
Originally, they had the opportunity to compete as they had agreed, but why did no one tell them in advance?
The way he appeared before the game was so...special?
When eight people from Class 1 and Class 2 of Grade 2 were sparring at the same time, Nan Shuai appeared with a white feather fan in his hand.
Behind him followed a group of people carrying axes.
Nan Shuai is in the C position.
As for the eight people in Class 2, their expressions changed dramatically, from excitement at first to numbness and finally to despair.
Instantly they protested.
"No more sparring. What's there to spar for? Just the aura alone is enough to scare us. Who would spar with weapons?"
"That's right, can the college please take care of this?"
"It's a murder weapon. Quickly hand over the axe."
“…”
Two of the eight of them had already raised a small white flag and announced that they would not compete anymore.
There was chaos on the other side.
In the spectator seats, knowing that they had applied for the competition on their own initiative and that there was a level 40 person in charge, Dean Mo Shanghan came straight over.
A critical hit at the start.
Someone joked, "Dean Jing, is that your disciple?"
Jingze: “…”
Although his little disciple did not carry a mountain axe and appear like them, who can guarantee that they were taught by Marshal Nan.
After all, he is the founder of the mountain axe.
The last competition left a deep impression on others.
Jingze: "Don't look at me, don't be envious. No matter how much you envy me, you will never be able to have a disciple as caring as me."
“…” Come on.
They can't envy it, nor do they want to envy it.
It would be better to leave this thoughtful disciple to live out his retirement.
Nan Shuai waved his fan and said, "Please stop. We finally got the chance to compete, so why are you guys just saying you don't want to compete anymore?"
"No more competition." The other side said confidently.
No matter how Coach Nan tried to persuade them, they stormed down angrily.
"..." Nan Shuai shrugged. What should they do? They didn't even show their strength, and they were defeated all at once.
Just when they didn't know what to do.
Mo Shanghan spoke.
"You go down first."
"oh……"
When they went down, Mo Shanghan stood where they were before and said, "Since the second graders are all here."
"As the dean of the academy, I interfere with your selection of ten. Rank is the main thing. The top eight are far superior to you."
"That's already been decided. So there are two left. We can only choose two between your 25th and 20th."
"If you feel dissatisfied and think that those with lower ranks cannot be selected, then you can challenge them."
“…”
Mo Shanghan said this.
They didn't say anything. What the dean said was heartbreaking, but it was also realistic. On this continent, rank was extremely important.
challenge?
It's embarrassing to go up to this level. I heard that the monitor of Class 1 is already level 40. Look, how can humans compare with demons and monsters?
Let’s just forget it…
Anyway, the selection is currently for the second grade, and when the time comes, the selection will be made for the first to fifth grades. Whether or not they can actually be selected for the continental competition is another matter.
Mo Shanghan glanced at them one by one.
"As for choosing two, the decision is that you can register with your homeroom teacher, and then we'll select the candidates from the list through a competition elimination system."
This arrangement was unanimously approved.
"Eight people..." Mo Shanghan looked at those ranked in the top seven with calculation in his eyes, so he announced it on the spot.
Xiao Chengyan and the others felt a chill all over their bodies.
Some even want to leave.
Then Mo Shanghan said, "Eight people, they are all of the highest level, and this dean also wants to see their overall strength."
Hearing this.
Chu Dongliu placed his hand on Jingze's shoulder and guessed, "I think he's itching to compete with those eight."
"Oh... no, he wants to be beaten up by a group of people. He wants to challenge eight people on his own. If this isn't a desire to be beaten up by a group of people, then what is it?"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he spoke his guess.
Mo Shanghan looked over.
Then he was heard saying in front of all the students, "Your Vice President Chu has been itching to spar with the eight of you lately."
Vice President Chu?
Chu?
Vice President?
Who else but Chu could be the dean or vice-dean of the entire academy? Chu Dongliu silently put down his hand that was on Jingze's shoulder.
Just about to leave this troubled place.
Unfortunately, Jingze grabbed his sleeve and said with a half-smile: "Dean Chu, I heard that you're itching to do something. Those little guys' competition just got ruined. Why don't you go and help them out?"
Want to leave?
Have you asked for his opinion? It's a rare occasion that he has the leisure to come and watch the game today. Those little guys couldn't help but be frightened. They were scared away as soon as the Axe entered the arena.
But now there is another fun thing, Han is still thoughtful.
Chu Dongliu was unwilling in his heart: "How can this be possible? My level is so much higher than theirs. Isn't this bullying?"
"Besides, this is not in accordance with the rules. There is no such thing as this."
Discuss with the kids.
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