"Okay!"

The little fat man answered, and left the villa in a hurry.

Situ Luo smiled slightly.

Before she left the classroom, what she said in the little fat man's ear was to ask the little fat man to help publicize the weapon. With the weapons in his and Wu Sixiu's hands as samples, she believed that anyone with vision would come to buy them.

As it turned out, she was right, and in the evening, the front of the villa was crowded with people, and the number of five or six hundred frightened Situ Luo.

"Are there so many rich people among the freshmen?" Looking from the window on the second floor towards the courtyard on the first floor, Situ Luo was suddenly surprised.

The little fat man explained to her: "Boss, these are not only first-year freshmen, but also second- and third-year seniors. ”

"I see!" Situ Luo suddenly showed a look of surprise, and she said Well, most of the freshmen were children from poor families, attracted by the work-study signboard of Farah College, how could they have the money to buy a weapon for a hundred gold coins.

Situ Luofei casually threw a space ring to the fat man, and said lightly: "There are a total of three hundred weapons in here, you can go down and sell them." ”

The little fat man was stunned, and an extra space ring appeared in his hand.

Although the space ring was not heavy, the little fat man felt that it was heavy at this time: "Boss, you are so good to me!"

I saw that this thing was blinking with a pair of star eyes, and he was about to burst into tears.

Situ Luo rolled his eyes speechlessly, raised his foot and kicked it, and the little fat man was kicked out of the room: "Get out!"

"Boss, don't worry, I will successfully complete the task!"

After the little fat man left, Situ Luo suddenly turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning against the window where the cool breeze was blowing, and she opened a booklet.

It was the old headmaster who had just sent someone to send information about all the students who would participate in the competition this time. As for the information of all the colleges on the mainland and the students who will participate in the competition, because the quota of most of the colleges has not yet been decided, the old headmaster is not unable to provide specific information.

This will not be available until a few days later, when the auditions of the major colleges are completed, and the old principal will be able to get the information.

Opening the booklet, Situ Luoyan roughly skimmed through the information on it, and soon had a good idea in his mind.

Needless to say, the top thirty people in the strongest first year are naturally in the first class, and the strongest in the entire class, except for her, the candidate on the bright side is Wu Sixiu.

As for this guy, it was no longer in her consideration at all.

Looking over from the first-grade materials, Situ Luofei roughly skimmed through the second-grade and third-grade materials, and was soon surprised: "I didn't expect that there really were sword warriors!"

The sword martial artist is a more powerful existence of the great martial artist, a fourth-order master, with Situ Luo's current strength, if she encounters the great martial artist, she is not sure if she can defeat it.

Not to mention anything else, just this spiritual coercion, which was two orders higher than her, was not something he could deal with.

However, in the entire Farah Academy, there is only one sword martial artist, and the rest, whether they are third-year students or second-year students, the highest strength is only the third order.

The number of all the third-order masters combined, Situ Luo could count them with one hand.

After figuring out this, she was speechless for a moment: "My God, at this level, I can enter the top twenty with my eyes closed!"