0 points, standing in the corner or being embarrassed, which one is worse?
The senior sister is really worthy of being a senior sister.
Xi Zhougang sighed twice and began to observe other illusions that had not yet ended, trying to find out if Yan Ning and the others were there.
As a result, I happened to see the teacher.
Jingyu appeared in a fantasy world, holding a teaching stick in his right hand, looking very majestic.
Oh, the back is even more majestic.
He suddenly raised his pointer, grabbed the hand of the person left inside with his left hand, and hit him three times hard.
His smiling voice actually came out from the illusion, perhaps to scare others together?
"Little boy, I caught you cheating, didn't you? You're not a good boy."
"You got a zero on this test. Now you have to stand in my office as punishment."
The student inside had a bad expression on his face, and was definitely crying. He grabbed Jingyu's sleeve and refused to let go, but was kicked out.
Then, the student appeared in front of her, whimpering, and walked towards the office building with his head down.
Xi Zhou: ...
My homeroom teacher is indeed a bit violent, so it’s no wonder that others are afraid of him.
[Children, please don't cheat on the exam. Otherwise, the teachers will be very sad.]
The student took two steps forward, and Jingyu emphasized another sentence to everyone, which was clearer than the conversation between them just now.
Xi Zhou looked over at him. Many people had already left the illusion. Being thrown out like this was completely humiliating.
I don’t know what is more worrying for him, getting 0 points, or being punished by standing in the corner, or being embarrassed in front of so many people.
"Xi Zhou, look, this illusion belongs to Jing Hong."
Shen Tu didn't pay much attention to this episode, probably because he had seen it many times.
She was more focused on the exam going on inside.
After hearing what she said, Xi Zhou also went to see this illusion.
"It seems like they're testing the combined use of spells and formations?"
"It should be."
"That's pretty good, this teacher talks a lot."
"But the teacher explained more to us." Shen Tu pointed at the opponents inside. "They haven't finished yet, probably because they were given time to set up their formations. Jing Hong's luck isn't that great either. Look, Dong Nan He was probably in the top 200 or 300 in the school, I think. And the other three, well, they were second, third, and fourth last year."
Xi Zhou:?!
After a moment of surprise, Xi Zhou felt that there was nothing to be surprised about. She asked, "Are you the first one, senior?"
Shen Tu immediately acted shy and said, "It's just luck."
"Don't worry about me, just look at their exams. We can learn a lot of practical knowledge from them!"
Jinghong inside was very calm.
Although he only knew Dongnanhe, it was obvious that the four seniors knew each other.
That means his opponents are likely to be from the five graduating classes.
What can I do? I'm doomed. I'll just have to hold on for a while.
Thinking of this, Jinghong became calmer.
No wonder Teacher Jingyu said it doesn’t matter if you don’t do well in the exam. Who can do well in the exam?
He even felt a little regretful that since he was only allowed to use fortune and formations, he could not secretly predict when he would lose.
I don’t know what the exam content and opponents other students will get. If I’m lucky enough to meet a 21-year-old, maybe I can beat him?
Who seems to be the luckiest among them? Or is it Yu Huiyan?
After thinking about it, I suddenly realized that I seemed to be thinking too much and too complicatedly.
He realized that some unknown formation had been activated, affecting his thoughts.
He pursed his lips and looked around. The seniors had already disappeared. They moved so quickly.
You can't be in the open while your opponent is in the dark.
So he also put a concealing talisman on himself.
Great, now no one knows where anyone is, unless there's some special way to locate them.
Jing Hong took a cautious step forward...
A fierce roar exploded beside his ears, and Jing Hong quickly took out the protective talisman.
Damn, I stepped on the magic circle already?
Even worse was to come. This action of his exposed himself, and explosive talismans were thrown at him from all directions.
Some people were even quick enough to set up a formation on the spot to prevent him from leaving this small area.
Jinghong burst into tears and sighed with his head tilted back.
Fortunately, I prepared teleportation talismans, good luck talismans, telepathic talismans, alternation talismans and so on.
I randomly picked a lucky person and engaged in a telepathic exchange that lasted only a second or two, sensing his position, and then alternated with him. Then I used a good luck charm to avoid any more trouble.
"boom!"
"Ah!" The painful cry instantly resounded through the sky.
Oh, I don’t know if he was killed in the explosion.
Jinghong raised his eyebrows and thought.
Preparing these talismans nearly drained him of his spiritual energy. Furthermore, the talismans were complex, especially the alternating ones, so thankfully he was skilled and quick.
After waiting for a while, I could still hear the person inside groaning, so I guessed he was not dead.
Everyone's reaction was unanimous: since he's not dead, let's add some more shocking information.
He threw down the talismans one after another quickly, and at the same time moved quickly to avoid being located.
"bump!"
It seems that good luck charms are not used enough.
Everyone was running without any coordination, and four of them bumped into each other at the same time.
At this time, Jinghong realized that he was still too immature.
The students' bodies were surprisingly as hard as iron, and no one knew what kind of talisman they used to cause this.
I'm just an ordinary person, and if I were to get hit, I'd know without even looking that there would be severe bruises on my body.
It hurts so much.
He took two steps back, and this time he observed carefully and did not step on the formation mechanism.
But, maybe just when the lucky senior drew a talisman that could be exchanged back, he reappeared in the chaotic array the next second.
Well, let’s break the formation quickly before anyone attacks us.
"Do you know how I got out?"
Jinghong:?
How would I know.
What did you say for no reason? You scared him.
Jing Hong concentrated on breaking the formation and was about to succeed.
The volume of the sound harassing him suddenly increased several times, shaking his hand so much that he had to break it again.
"Because I was the one who set up this formation! You're such a good picker!"
The voice started to curse.
"I'm telling you, if you dare to break the formation, you will..."
At this time, Jing Hong successfully broke the formation, and then was almost fainted by the poisonous gas in the air.
With one last breath, he crawled out.
"You will have to face my chain of poison gas arrays!"
No, if you want to speak, can you please stop breathing and finish in one breath?
Wait a minute, what poison gas array did he talk about?
Serial?
Jing Hong quickly activated the teleportation talisman and teleported several times. The result was a different poison gas and a different flavor each time.
Including but not limited to: Heather series, rotten series, feces series...
When he was poisoned and came out of the illusion, his face was still green and he was vomiting violently while holding the trash can.
I don’t understand, I really can’t understand, how is a formation with this effect set up?
The only good news was that four of the five of them, including him, were sent out at almost the same time.
And they all looked pale.
It looked like they all smelled the same thing.
Jinghong silently comforted himself that he was not the only one who felt so disgusted.
After he vomited out all the bile, he still felt as if there was a faint smell lingering at the tip of his nose.
He thought, it's all psychological, all psychological. All the hurt can't be brought out of the illusion.
Even so, he still felt uncomfortable everywhere, so he didn't stay where he was and turned around and ran towards the dormitory.
"Where are you going?"
"Take a shower!" Jing Hong ran without looking back, not even caring who was asking him.
But it doesn't matter. Jinghong thinks that just telling him that the exam is not over yet and he will accept writing a self-criticism if he leaves now.
The nine classmates who watched Jinghong run away from outside: ...
Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry? I still have an exam this afternoon!
I just said that I wanted to get Jinghong, who has persisted the longest, to discuss this with us.
Although everyone did not do well in the exam in the morning and it was very difficult, no one took it too seriously. After all, their luck was really bad. The opponents they drew were no less than 10,000 years old. No matter how weak their strength was or how mediocre they were in their daily life, this little experience was enough to give them a hard time.
But the afternoon was different.
This game seemed much more normal, as most of the opponents matched were only one or two thousand years old.
Only Hua Shaoqing had extremely bad luck and still drew Senior Sister Shentu.
This doesn't mean their performance has improved; in fact, it can only be said that they have made a great leap from a crushing defeat to a narrow defeat.
Everyone was in a low mood, probably because they didn't expect that they couldn't beat not only those who were tens of thousands of years old, but also those who were younger.
After all, they had easily defeated everyone in every exam before, and they also took the top spots in the Nine Schools League.
Although they said they were nervous, they still had a certain arrogance of being a gifted child. They also believed that the school's arrangement was probably because they thought they could handle it.
But unexpectedly, they were unable to fight back and lost miserably.
They were not sure whether the school had misjudged the training program the first time or whether they had failed to achieve their goals.
This depressing atmosphere really scared the teacher who came back.
"What's wrong? You guys did well on the test."
After hearing what the teacher said, the students reluctantly went online to check their grades.
Everyone was stunned.
Grade A.
Grade A?
Why do they deserve first place when they lost so badly?
Unexpectedly, the excellent reviews did not change everyone's depressed mood, but instead made them feel that they had enjoyed unnecessary comfort.
Jingyu then said, "Exam results are never based on winning or losing, but on a comprehensive consideration..."
After a few words, Jingyu stopped talking because he found that his classmates were not listening very much.
He lowered his eyes and sighed.
The school had its own reasons for arranging this fight, but looking back now, it seemed a bit excessive.
"Xi Zhou, come out with me."
He patted Xi Zhou's shoulder, passed by everyone, and stopped beside Fu Linyuan for a few seconds.
His tone was deliberately light: "Look, you should study hard, right?"
Fu Linyuan turned his gaze away, hiding his melancholy deep in his heart. "Teacher, you're so long-winded."
"Come with me to the office."
Fu Linyuan:?
There's no need to be so vindictive to take revenge, right?
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