Chapter 32: The Draw for the Ranking Battle
"Is your family safe?" Gao Mingxuan couldn't help but look sullen, "Xiao Ling, don't think that relying on your family's power, Mr. Wen can talk nonsense if you take care of you now for three points!"
"Gao Mingxuan, don't think that if you started cultivating a few years earlier, you would be able to crush me forever!" Xiao Ling sneered, "You curry favor with An An, but it's just because your family is poor and you want to use her family's fairy grass elixir to improve your cultivation!"
"Shut up!"
"You want to get rich!"
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Seeing that the two of them were about to tear up, Lin Zhi immediately held his breath, tiptoed back into the distance, and quickly fled back to the bedroom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
Sure enough, it's a red face and trouble, and if you don't agree with each other, you will start fighting. When she returned to the room, she sent away a group of gossipy roommates and got back to the bed early.
She buried her head in the quilt and quietly stroked her pimple-covered faceβwhat if she was ugly, what about the tinkle of poverty? As if she had been more beautiful than rich in her previous life......
It doesn't matter, whether you win or lose, it's not bad, just start from scratch.
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In the early morning of the second day, two middle-aged judges sent by Xinpingcheng also arrived at the college, where they were received by Mr. Wen and Gao Mingxuan, and under their "supervision", an open and transparent lottery was held.
This year, more than 40 students gathered around the ring, and the tense atmosphere gradually spread in the crowd.
Lin Zhi also knew very well in his heart that the quality of the lottery result was more important than the strength, and if he met someone of Lanjia's level in advance, it was normal to be eliminated in the first round.
But she still had doubts in her heart, so she asked Li Meimei: "Meili, if Lan Jia and Xiao Ling face each other in the first round of the knockout round, they will definitely eliminate one, but their strength is actually much stronger than others, isn't it fair?"
Is a person's life fixed like this?
Li Meili also twisted her hands together a little nervously, she shook her head and explained: "If you can't rank in the top three this year, you can come back next year, after all, there are still very few people at the level of the two of them." β
Lin Zhi was pleasantly surprised: "Then we can't rank this year, can we still compete next year?"
"Yes. Li Meili nodded as a matter of course, and said, "But Zhizhi, don't you think cultivation is very talented?" Some people have been cultivating for ten years, but they can't catch up with some people cultivating for one year. And with each passing year, the greater the pressure, the more likely it is to lose performance. I heard of a person who took the exam for thirteen years in a row in order to be a martial artist. β
"It took thirteen years to finally get in?" Lin Zhi asked in surprise.
"It took thirteen years to finally give up...... The alchemist's side refused to ask for him. Li Meili sighed, "There may be talents like Lan Jia next year, so if the ranking is not particularly unlucky, most people will not wait for another year." β
While speaking, it was Lin Zhi and Li Meili's turn. Lin Zhi held her breath and carefully took out a wooden skewer from the middle-aged judge's hand that would decide her fate.
Look down, Thirteen. It's not a lucky number.
The judge said to her with a blank face, "Go over there and register." β
Lin Zhi hurriedly responded, and went to another long queue to register the number.
The registration is obviously much slower, and many of them have already been registered on the sorting table because they smoked late.
She stood at the edge of the crowd, tiptoeing to see who her opponent was.
At this glance, my heart was half cold.
The first knockout match after the round-robin was against Xiao Ling - she wasn't even sure that she had beaten Xiao Ling when she first entered the school, let alone him after a year of cultivation!
Lin Zhi stood there in a daze, letting the crowd squeeze her forward. Her brain was a little blank, and she was obviously mentally prepared for elimination, but when she really faced all this, she still couldn't stop feeling sad in her heart.
Maybe it's because I always think that I've traveled through time and is different.
Lin Zhi smiled bitterly, she always felt that she could not be a low-level person for a lifetime, refining medicine in the dark.
But now it seems that God has not favored her......
She was constantly trying to reconcile her mentality, and the wooden stick in her hand was suddenly taken away!