Chapter 42: The start of the game, the fuss

The so-called Qianfu refers to nothing.

When everyone's eyes are focused on themselves, and more than half of them show undisguised negative emotions, it will naturally cause great mental stress.

As a result, ordinary people will have thoughts of self-doubt, which will further develop a sense of guilt, and then become depressed and lose their fighting spirit.

Zhang Qingyang is not an ordinary person, so when everyone in the mechanical branch looked at him with such eyes, there was only a ripple in his heart, and then he easily calmed down in a breath.

If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear.

He doesn't need to explain it to these people, he knows that when others have a prejudice against you, it will not change because you explain it thoroughly and sincerely.

Therefore, he calmly met those gazes, his face was calm, as if he was unconscious.

"Hmph, you're thick-skinned. ”

"There is no shame at all, it is a shame that we would let such a person be the leader!"

Seeing that he reacted without guilt, the other party seemed to punch in the air, and suddenly his anger rose, and the words he said became more and more unpleasant.

Zhang Qingyang remained unmoved.

Zhao Feiyu couldn't stand it anymore, stood up, raised his eyebrows and glared at them angrily, and said in a cold voice: "You guys are not finished, and you push the responsibility on your own people indiscriminately, and that's how the school teaches you to be a man?"

"Alas, alas, you classmate, the map cannon is a bit too much. ”

The team leader teacher of the mechanical branch hurriedly stood up and played a round with disgust.

Teacher Feng from the Pet Beast Branch immediately said: "Is it too much, I think what Classmate Zhao said is right, from beginning to end, it is the people of your Mechanical Branch who have repeatedly spoken disrespectfully, and Senior Brother Zhang of our college has never spoken ill of each other, and his cultivation is good enough." ”

"No, I said that you Xiao Feng should be reasonable, in the final analysis, it was indeed your classmate Zhang who caused trouble outside, causing the other students of the entire team to suffer from the fish pond. Hey, before leaving, you should let the dean tell you, there is a dragon and a crouching tiger in this imperial capital, we are guests from afar, try to keep a low profile......"

Teacher Feng sneered: "Hehe, speaking of which, it's not that you people are guilty of cowardice in your bones? I don't understand, what about the imperial capital, our Nanling Academy is not a head shorter than them, why do we have to swallow our anger in the face of their unreasonable provocations?"

He pointed at Zhang Qingyang and looked at Vice Dean Qu, "You give a comment, is what Senior Brother Zhang doing right or wrong?"

Vice President Qu coughed lightly and said slowly: "Don't just push the responsibility on a certain person, you can influence the arrangement of the organizing committee's lottery grouping, it's not something that any family can do casually, everyone still concentrates on preparing for the next game." As for the fact that Zhang Qingyang and Jun Xiaojiu were placed in a group, I will defend to the organizing committee on behalf of the academy, and you must also prepare for the worst. ”

Speaking of this, he glanced at the two of them separately, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table, "I hope you all remember that when you go to the ring, there is no intimate, only the opponent." Show all your strength, show your heart, and don't hold back!"

Zhang Qingyang heard a hint of strangeness from his words, stood up solemnly, and replied solemnly: "Please rest assured, I will definitely do it." ”

Jun Xiaojiu was a little unconvinced, but he still agreed with a stiff neck.

Vice President Qu smiled again on his face and nodded with satisfaction: "I look forward to everyone's wonderful performance." ”

Next, read out the respective groups of the others, and sure enough, except for Zhang Qingyang, the remaining eight people were in different groups, and even half of the opponents were from the miscellaneous teams of the non-five academies.

According to everyone's understanding of the strength of the miscellaneous teams, they are equivalent to being guaranteed to advance.

After reading out the results of the lottery and adjourning the meeting, Zhao Feiyu came over and said to Zhang Qingyang with concern: "Senior brother, don't be influenced by them, just give full play to your strength and play with majesty, and all rumors will disappear." ”

Zhang Qingyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, my will is not so fragile." Their eyes are only fixed on the victory or defeat in front of them, and they do not understand how lofty my true ideals are. Compared to the hardships and obstacles that will be faced in the future, this pressure is insignificant. ”

Zhao Feiyu knew that his ambition was to revive the glory of the pet beast civilization, thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but show a glow of reverence, and she clenched her fists and nodded vigorously: "Mmmm, let's let them have a good look at your demeanor!"

......

The next morning, the team of Nanling Academy set off in full gear, and under the guidance of the car sent by the organizing committee, they drove to the venue of the competition not far behind, which is the main training ground of the Imperial Capital Academy.

It is a huge platform formed by the flattening of the mountain, 200 meters in length and width, surrounded by a ring of low hills, and a stepped viewing platform carved from top to bottom, which can accommodate up to 500,000 spectators.

At this time, the platform has been divided into four separate arenas, and huge refractive mirror shadows float above them, allowing people in the back row of the venue and outside to see the details of the scene from several kilometers away.

Although the organizing committee did not deliberately publicize it, it could not resist the vigorous curiosity of the tens of millions of people in the imperial capital, and there were more spectators and tourists from other cities who snapped up all the tickets early, and the handicap opened on the periphery was extremely hot.

Today officially started, the audience occupied the stands early in the morning, and when the car of the Nanling Academy team drove into the venue, the host lost no time in introducing everyone's identities loudly.

“...... We don't need to repeat the glorious history of Nanling Academy, as evidenced by the first god mecha pilot, Lord Wei Zongwan. Let's take a look at the new generation of talent who represented today...... Oh, I'm not mistaken?!"

The host screamed in surprise, with an exaggerated expression of astonishment on his face, his round eyes glancing at the list, and then stretching his neck to look down - from so far away, he couldn't really see what he looked like.

The refractive mirror shadow above brought the figure of the Nanling team closer, especially focusing on Zhang Qingyang's face.

"A pet beast warrior, it turned out to be the leader of the new generation of Nanling Academy, senior brother?!"

The host's exaggerated screams spread throughout the venue and beyond, he knew the information in advance, but many viewers didn't know it, what he needed was an atmosphere-driven effect. Sure enough, after hearing that the leader of Nanling was a pet beast warrior, hundreds of thousands of spectators at the scene were silent for a short time, and then suddenly erupted into a tsunami-like noise!

The sound was like thunder, rumbling and rolling from a low altitude, shaking the isolated force field in the ring to "buzz" and vibrate endlessly.

I don't know who led the way, and the terrible boos converged into a hurricane, mercilessly sweeping the vehicles that were heading towards Ranran, and poured into the ears of everyone in the Nanling team.

The faces of those people in the mechanical branch suddenly changed, and a few of them even blushed on the spot, and couldn't help clenching their fists, and their eyes were full of cannibalistic red light.

Zhao Feiyu's heart fluttered, and she looked at Zhang Qingyang worriedly, but found that his expression was calm, but his eyes shot bright brilliance, and a high fighting spirit burst out from her body, making her feel a burst of heat.

The boos continued, like waves rolling back and forth, and there was a posture that would not stop until the stands collapsed.

At this moment, a high-pitched shout piercing the clouds and cracked stones resounded throughout the audience: "Shut up all of them!"