Chapter 9: Picking the Stars

The martial god who was standing in the distance of the auditorium to watch the game was staring solemnly at Zhou Ye standing in the center of the battle platform at this time. At that moment, the Martial God clearly felt the killing intent emanating from Zhou Ye's body, this kid really wanted to kill Wu Bing.

Why? This usually mild-mannered teenager would have such cruel thoughts. And the low roar that came out of his mouth, it was clearly the roar of a wild beast. After the placement test, I must ask Zhou Ye what is going on.

Zhou Ye's battle was over, and he got his wish to get the qualification to enter the elite class. He looked at Wu Bing, who had fainted on the ground, he smiled apologetically, and said, "It's me who lost, your strength is much stronger than mine, I will wait for you in the elite class." ”

He stumbled off the stage and returned to his first-year seat. Many freshmen on the side looked at Zhou Ye with admiration, and many female students began to secretly send autumn waves to Zhou Ye. In this academy where the strong are respected, the strong will be respected by others. Zhou Ye has already won the respect of first-year freshmen with his strong strength.

But all this did not make Zhou Ye feel the slightest joy. In fact, I lost, if it weren't for the increase in vindictiveness, it would only be myself who would have fallen to the ground. When Wu Bing masters the fighting spirit, he will definitely lose. It looks like I still have a long way to go, and I have to work harder.

The victory in this battle couldn't help but not make Zhou Ye start to be complacent, but made Zhou Ye more aware of his shortcomings.

Zhou Ye came to Du Lan's side and smiled weakly at Du Lan. Du Lan was also very surprised when he saw Zhou Ye's battle, he had been practicing with his master for three years, and he thought that he had already had a lot of excellence. But before coming to the academy, the master told him that a young man named Zhou Ye was far stronger than himself. Although he agreed with the master's words, Du Lan always had some doubts in his heart, how did this young man, who was only a few months older than him, get such a high evaluation from the master.

When Zhou Ye's body erupted with fighting energy, Du Lan really understood. No matter how confident I am in myself, I don't think I can master the method of using vindictiveness at this age.

Dou Qi, as a mysterious power hidden deep in the human body, makes many students unable to trigger it for a long time. But Zhou Ye burst out with a vindictive spirit without systematic learning, which is really impressive. Although Zhou Ye couldn't use his fighting spirit perfectly, and there were many escapes in the air, his strength was still recognized by many teachers.

The assessment continued, but the next game did not break out into any fierce collisions. After a long time, the light finally hit Du Lan's body. Zhou Ye looked at the childish face of the young man beside him and said, "Come on, Blue, I really hope we can all enter the elite class." Du Lan listened to Zhou Ye's words, the corners of his mouth rose, revealing a big smile, and said, "Don't worry, Brother Ye, I will definitely enter the elite class like you." With that, he walked onto the battlefield.

Soon, the strength test of Du Lan's group began, and Zhou Ye thought to himself that this young man had been training with Uncle Liu for so long, and his strength should be very strong. He watched the test intently, hoping to learn something from Duran's use of power. But the results that came out quickly scared Zhou Ye. Ten thousand points.

Impossible, Zhou Ye looked at the numbers displayed on the machine in disbelief. This figure is still far lower than the average student. Zhou Ye was very puzzled, this kid followed Uncle Liu to learn assassination, and his strength should not be weak. After all, Uncle Liu's strength Zhou Ye had seen that the hard skin of the ghost man was as soft as tofu in front of Uncle Liu, and he could easily insert a knife into it. Since Du Lan is confident of winning, it is estimated that there are some special abilities that have not yet been used.

After the strength test, it is time to enter the speed test. When the speed test begins, there will be a lot of small points of light moving at high speed on the ground of the platform, within a minute, the trainees must use their speed to catch up with the small dots, when the palm touches the small dots, the dots of light will fall to the ground, the more small dots of light that the trainees pick up within a minute, the better the results will be.

Most of the students will have a headache in the speed test, the speed of the small light spot is too fast, and they will avoid the pursuit of the students as if they have their own consciousness. Generally, it is a good result to be able to pick a hundred small points of light, and Zhou Ye's result is to pick one hundred and eighty-three small points of light.

Du Lan's test began, and when he stood in the center of the battle platform, the countless small points of light flew forward, flashing with dazzling light, like a sea of stars, lighting up the entire auditorium. The small points of light scattered at a rapid speed were like thousands of beautiful fireflies circling in the air and dancing beautifully. Du Lan looked up at the shining Milky Way, his eyes lit up, and the corners of his mouth went up, revealing a bright smile. That smile exudes childlike innocence and romance.

He jumped so fast that there was an afterimage. He flew in the air at great speed, picking up small points of light in his hands. Such a fast speed, Zhou Ye was very surprised in his heart, this speed was much faster than the speed after he used the Dou Qi amplification.

Du Lan's speed was so fast that none of the students could see it. Even the eyes of some non-combat teachers could no longer keep up with Du Lan's movements.

"What is the origin of this teenager? How can there be such a terrifying speed? A teacher asked. The martial god looked at the young man who was bursting up in the field at great speed, falling at great speed, and bounced up the star again, and said to the teachers around him, "This is Liu Fei's new disciple." Listening to the words of the martial god, the surrounding teachers were silent for a moment and fell into memories.

Liu Fei, the first assassin of this era, is like a god killer in the world, and every time he makes a move, he will take away a god, and is recognized by everyone as the strongest god killer.

Liu Fei once had a son who was expected to be infinite. Liu Fei was very serious and meticulous in his teaching, and the academy believed that he would be able to surpass Liu Fei's existence. But because of the fear of killing and the pressure of a huge mission, he rushed into the thunder on a night when thunder and lightning were raging, ending his young life.

That incident hit Liu Fei hard, and I don't know how long it took to gradually come out of the shadows. But since then, he has never come to teach at the academy again. As the master of the Academy's Assassin Temple, Liu Fei was the idol and sworn follower of all Assassin students, i.e., teachers. His departure forced the academy to reappoint personnel as the new hall master, but none of the teachers of the Assassin Department were willing to take on the position, believing that they were too poor to be qualified for the position.

In the end, the academy set Liu Fei as a red-clothed worshipper, and he could return to the academy to serve as the hall master at any time, and only then did one teacher reluctantly agree to serve as the acting hall master. With such a terrifying existence, I don't know how many people want to send their children under the door and accept his guidance. But after that, Liu Fei never accepted any more disciples.

Now, this only disciple of his sect must have a powerful outstanding, and he will definitely become a god-killer feared by the gods.

Soon, all the small points of light in the field were picked off by Du Lan, and the ground of the battle platform was covered with shining small points of light, and the bright Milky Way was evenly spread on the ground by Du Lan. As if in a sea of stars, Du Lan stood in the center of the battle platform, holding a small point of light in his hand, and his face showed happiness and satisfaction. But he sighed, turned to Director Li and said, "No." There was a deep regret in his tone, as if he was frustrated that he had not played with that little speck of light before it was over.

The small points of light that moved rapidly once gave countless candidates a headache, but in Du Lan's eyes, they were just beautiful stars. And his wish since he was a child was to fly into the sky and pick one with his own hands. As he grew older, he learned that this wish could not be fulfilled, that the stars were far away from him, and that they were too big and big to pluck by hand.

Today's speed test is no longer a test in Du Lan's eyes, but an opportunity to fulfill his childhood wishes.

After listening to Du Lan's words, Director Li walked out of shock. For many years, no student has been able to pluck all the points of light. Even when Liu Fei entered the school that year, he only picked off a small half.

This teenager is so perverted, he has such a fast speed at such a young age. Ten years, twenty years later, I am afraid that no one will be able to stop him in this sky.

Director Li was just about to announce the results of the assessment, but he was surprised to see that Du Lan had two crystal tears on his face, and he still had that happy smile on his face.

It seems that this is a teenager with a story.