In the early morning, the sun slowly rises over the horizon and gradually illuminates the city!

And a large number of people have gathered in front of Zheng Soul's school, including not only many parents who came over to watch the competition after learning that their children were competing, but also many reporters, scattered soul warriors, celebrities and so on!

At this time, Zheng Soul's school gate had not yet opened, and ten first-year students at the peak of the first grade wore Zheng Soul's school uniforms and stood on both sides of the school gate with a serious face.

Since the opening time was set at eight o'clock, the people waiting outside were idle, so they started talking with the people around them.

"Alas, my child was admitted to Zheng Soul this year. I thought that when I came to send my children to sign up, I would not be allowed to enter the school gate!" The middle-aged man who spoke looked proud, Zheng Soul is a famous school of Soul Martial Arts University, and those who can be admitted to other schools are geniuses!

"My kid is a demon soul, and it's more powerful than Zheng Soul!" Seeing that someone began to show off, the others couldn't help it.

The man who spoke first shook his head and smacked his tongue: "Tut-tut, brother, that's all the old yellow calendar." Do you know why the game is set for Zheng Soul? That's because Zheng Soul is now No.1!"

"Really, fake?" the other unknown people looked at the middle-aged man with some suspicion.

Qiu Tian's eyes widened, his body straightened, and he pointed to Zheng Soul's door and said, "My son Qiu Ming, when he entered the school, he was Zheng Soul's Ten Monarchs, and he told me these things, so can there be any fake?"

"What are the Ten Monarchs?"

"It's the ten strongest people in Zheng Soul's every class of students!" After Qiu Tian finished explaining, he sighed and said, "Alas, it's a pity. After only two months as the tenth monarch, he was pushed down. The stinky boy definitely didn't practice martial arts well at school!"

Although the tone was a little regretful, everyone saw a smug look on his face.

Everyone also knows what he means, if he can be a top ten monarch once, even if he is topped, his strength will definitely be able to rank first. And being ranked first in Zheng Soul is enough to show how powerful his son Qiu Ming is!

In addition to ordinary people like Qiu Tian, there are also some soul warriors who are discussing.

"Zheng Soul's monarch this year is Yunmu Body, I'm looking forward to seeing him appear!"

"I heard that Yun Mu was seriously injured in the mission, and he is not on the entry list!"

"And this kind of thing? Then the other special constitutions won't not participate in the competition, right?"

"The other four have all participated, and I heard that the Jing Soul also has a blast body, and it will also appear in this competition!"

“......”

While everyone was discussing, the time had come to eight o'clock.

Zheng Soul's door opened, and hundreds of students lined up in two rows, carrying uniform weapons, shouted loudly under everyone's gaze: "Welcome to Zheng Soul!"

The roar of a group of Revenants was loud, and everyone heard this welcome.

Looking at these heavily armed Zheng Soul students with serious faces, the voices of the crowd stopped abruptly - they were shocked by this formation!

Also at this time, a group of people wearing the uniforms of the Soul Martial Arts Department walked over with a powerful aura, and the crowd where they passed automatically moved out of the way.

"It's Li Mo, the minister of the Soul Martial Arts Department of Zheng City, the Soul Martial Artist of the Seven-Rank Country!"

Someone recognized the person, and the reporters immediately turned the camera around when they heard this! Li Mo, as the head of the Soul Martial Arts Department of Zheng City, must have come to see the competition held by Zheng Soul!

When Li Mo walked to the school gate, Qiu Ming walked out with a few people.

Li Mo pointed to the students on both sides and asked in a low voice, "Who made all of this?"

Qiu Ming replied with a smile: "It's Lin Fei, we all did it according to his requirements." It is said that it can improve the brand image of Zheng Soul, which is beneficial to future enrollment!"

"Oh, has that kid's injury recovered?" Li Mo still just learned the news, he glanced at the campus and said, "Take me in!"

"Please follow me!"

Qiu Tian had been staring at Li Mo, this kind of big man was not something that could be seen at any time, and then he saw his son talking to Li Mo. Excited, Qiu Tian couldn't help shouting: "Son, dad is here~!"

While the audience remained quiet, Qiu Tian's voice was extremely loud, attracting everyone's attention at once.

"Uh!" Qiu Ming looked at his father who was still waving excitedly in the distance, and said to Li Mo with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry minister, that's my dad!"

Li Mo smiled and nodded, "You better say hello to him!"

But in his heart, he thought: it always feels strange that someone about my age shouts in my direction, "Son, Daddy is here......

After Li Mo was led in by Qiu Ming, Yan Su, the president of the Zheng City Sanren Association, arrived on his hind feet, and then was led in by Wen Shu.

After the big people all went in, under the guidance of Zheng Soul's students, everyone outside the door walked in according to the order. They were led to Zheng Soul's freshman report hall and sat in the audience!

At this time, Li Mo and Yan Su had already come to the rostrum, sitting next to Principal Zheng Soul's pastoral camp, and the three of them kept talking about something.

Qin Xue and Shen Qian, as well as a group of several classmates, were sitting in front of the audience, their eyes constantly scanning the surroundings.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoqian, there are so many people here!" a little girl couldn't help but sigh when she saw this kind of big scene with thousands of spectators for the first time.

"Of course, I didn't listen to my sister, this is a 100-school exchange competition held by Zheng Soul, and the specifications are big!Moreover, if my sister hadn't given me tickets, we wouldn't have been able to sit at the front to watch the game!" Qin Xue said proudly.

These classmates were all pulled over by her as a support group, specially cheering for Zheng Soul, "You haven't forgotten what you're going to do later, have you?"

"Uh-huh!" Shen Qian held her small hand in front of her chest and said excitedly: "When Brother Lin comes out, we must make a louder noise to increase his momentum!"

Qin Xue said with a black line on her face: "Hey, I'm talking about Zheng Soul's team, why do you only have Brother Lin in your eyes?"

"Huh?" Shen Qian seemed to have just reacted to what she had just said, and her face turned red as if she had boiled prawns, "I... I didn't!"

Background!

Students from all schools check their status in the break, and when the opening ceremony of the exchange competition comes, they all need to appear on stage. This is an opportunity to win glory for my alma mater, but I can't pull it across!

Zheng Soul's rest room!

Song Tian, Lan Ya, Qin Bingbing, Hu Yuan, and Kang Liang are also tidying up their appearance. They are the starting lineup sent by Zheng Soul, two second-grade high-level and three second-grade mid-level. Except for Lin Fei, the other ten gentlemen are all substitutes and can be replaced at any time!

"This competition, because I didn't sign up, so it's up to you!" Lin Fei looked at a few people and said with a smile: "Don't embarrass Zheng Soul!"

"Don't worry, protect five and fight for four!" Song Tian slapped Lin Fei's shoulder, smashed his tongue and said: "If you participate, we will definitely be the first without suspense!"

After learning the news of Lin Fei's return yesterday, everyone hurriedly put down what they were doing and met with Lin Fei. To everyone's surprise, Lin Fei had not only recovered, but had also advanced to the third-grade low-rank!

Now the strongest of most school teams is only the peak of the first grade, and there are very few students who can have the second grade, and the second-grade high-level ones are basically only cultivated by the five old schools of Zheng Soul, Demon Soul, Jing Soul, Military Soul, and Guang Soul!

Lin Fei's three products are definitely the only one, and if he counts the Yunmu body, if he participates, the championship will basically be taken away by Zheng Soul before the competition!

However, although Lin Fei did not participate, he was not without tasks!

"It's almost time, I still have to preside over the opening ceremony, so I'll go out first, you guys prepare well!"

Lin Fei said hello to a few people, then turned around and left, he still had Tianya on his back - Lin Fei thought that the Tianya knife was lost, but after returning yesterday, Chu Yan handed it into his hands again.

Regarding the qualifications for the competition, Lin Fei didn't care.

If you don't participate, you won't participate, with the strength of Song Tian and a few people, except for Jun Xin and Bai Kun's team, they will basically not lose.

This is just an exchange competition, and the purpose is just to allow teams from different schools to compete and learn from each other's strengths. At the same time, because there will be a lot of audiences, it is a good opportunity to show the strength of the school! If the performance is eye-catching, next year's enrollment will have a great advantage!

Speaking of eye-catching, Zheng Soul, as the home field, has the advantage.

As we all know, exchange competitions are basically organized by the first grade. The team of 100 people lined up at the school gate before was composed of freshmen, and they were all high-level!

In some schools, a high-level is enough to enter the starting lineup. And in Zheng Soul, it's just a queue!

This kind of invisible pretense is the most stylish, and it can also show Zheng Soul's strength from the side!