Mr. Inkblot took out his thick notebook and began to comment on everyone's performance today.

"Captain Wu Ming, the last score is six points, as the captain can't reasonably arrange the team game, two points will be deducted. As the captain, he deducted two points for his personal mistakes. ”

After listening to it, Wu Ming thought that the master and the ink teacher commented correctly: as the captain of the team, the team is supreme.

At the same time, too aggressive, do not understand the clumsiness, is not conducive to hiding the hole cards. To put it bluntly, it's too pretending to be 13, and it's a reckless pretending to be 13.

"The vice captain, Tang San, scored seven points in the end, as the deputy team, he couldn't assist the captain in organizing training and deducted two points, and he relied too much on skills other than soul skills in the battle, which led to negligence and was worn by the opponent. ”

Teacher Ink's words are also words that pierce the soul: Originally, this game should not have appeared, and at the same time, he also missed Wu Ming's soul ring with thunder and lightning attributes, and at the same time relied too much on the Xuantian Gong method, in comparison, Wu Ming did better.

"Xiao Wu, in the end, he scored eight points, he believed too much in his jiu skills, and he didn't show the ability of a strong attack soul master, and two points were deducted!"

Xiao Wu just said "oh", and there was no more expression.

"Zhang Yang, the total score is eight points, and two points are deducted before the battle. ”

Zhang Yang agrees with this evaluation, he is indeed a little frightened by Wu Ming, thinking too much, but it affects his performance.

"Xiao Xiong, with a total score of eight points, has the same problem, he has been timid before fighting. ”

Xiao Xiong naturally knew that he accepted this evaluation calmly.

"Yuen Long, with a total score of nine points, although he is afraid of death, he is not timid, and his adaptability is good. ”

Everyone was a little puzzled about Yuen Long's evaluation, but no one questioned it.

"Ziying, with a total score of ten points, had doubts before the battle, and created her own soul skills during the battle, which is very remarkable. ”

Ziying was a little embarrassed, because in fact, she didn't think much about it at the time, and she put down her burden, but it had a good result.

"Shi Mo, with a total score of nine points, as a defensive soul master, he can take the initiative to attack, which is good!"

Mr. Moji's comments are very pertinent and inspire everyone.

"At the end of the day, it's everyone's rating as a team, and in the end we give it a score of five. Mr. Ink's words pierced everyone's hearts.

"It's only five points, but you didn't teach us how to organize training......" Xiao Wu said dissatisfied.

"Can't you learn without teaching? Ask other teachers, ask old students, ask dumb teachers—books. There's a book in the library called "How to Conduct Soul Master Team Training", have you ever read it? The master's words poured down on everyone's heads like ice water.

"Understood, Master, we will do it. Wu Ming saluted respectfully, and it was taboo to do it behind closed doors.

The problem is that everyone doesn't even go on paper, where will they do it, and even if they do, they will bump into it like a headless fly.

Wu Ming felt more and more that the master's cleverness was everywhere, and there were classes everywhere, what a deep accumulation this requires!

Since then, the library has been another training ground for the Notting team, and even Xiao Wu will occasionally take a few looks, but most of the time she is in a daze or fugue.

With the joint efforts of everyone, their battle training courses have appeared one-on-one, two-on-two, three-on-three, four-on-four, and five-on-five.

In a one-on-two battle, the whole team will participate.

One-to-many battles only appeared on Wu Ming, Tang San, and Xiao Wu.

In this way, the training of theory and actual combat, everyone feels that they have improved a lot, and they are also full of longing and expectation for the Nine Cities Soul Master Competition.

But soon, they ushered in an opportunity for military training, and the other party actually had old acquaintances.

In the depths of the Soul Hunting Forest that day, Sabi and his party, who had been repaired to a mess by Tang Hao, were rescued by the law enforcement team of the Wuhun Hall and sent back to Utan City.

The city lord of Utan was furious and sent someone to send a letter to Notting City, asking Xiao Zhantian, the lord of Notting City, to hand over Wu Ming and his party.

As a result, the person who delivered the letter was blasted out by Xiao Zhantian, and the letter was torn to pieces for him.

The city lord of Utan is helpless, because it is not the same country, and there is no way to take the other party by himself, although the other party's strength is not as good as his own, but no one dares to start a war easily.

So, he turned to the Martial Spirit Hall for help and played the banner of the Soul Master Academy's exchange. Maybe it was money that could make the ghost grind, but the Wuhun Hall actually agreed, so they sent someone to send a letter to Xiao Zhantian. The content is roughly as follows:

In order to...... Exchange, Utan College intends to come to Notting City to conduct academic exchanges with Notting College...

To put it bluntly, it's just a knock on the door. The Master and Abbot Osterloh were invited to the Lord's Mansion.

Xiao Zhantian took the documents of the Martial Spirit Hall to the master and Dean Ostrow for a look.

The master said coldly: "What is the intention of the city lord?"

"My opinion, is it safe to come and beat him up as a bitch?" Xiao Zhantianlang said with a smile, his tone was very heroic.

"Yes, beat him up as a bitch?" Osterloh chimed in.

"The other party actually used the Martial Spirit Hall to exert pressure, it seems that he is very well prepared! This still needs the city lord to come forward and ask the Martial Spirit Hall to preside. The master suggested.

"There's no problem with this, but please bother the master and the dean, let's make sure the safety of the child first, and then win a beautiful one, and beat those bitches?"

Everyone discussed for an afternoon, and finally decided on the plan, in order to prevent accidents, the competition venue was set in the city lord's mansion. And you have to invite someone from the Wuhun Hall to preside.

The opponent is strong and killed, and he is definitely prepared. If there is any mistake in the middle, Notting Academy can't afford it, after all, the Nine Cities Soul Master Competition is the focus.

As they guessed, in order to recover the scene, Utan Academy secretly invited foreign aid, and the foreign aid came from the Soul Master Academy of the Martial Spirit Hall of Utan City. However, they have long blocked the news and said that they are new students.

When the Master and Dean returned, they summoned the Notting team to a meeting.

"This time, Utan Academy came in a big way, because the Soul Hunting Forest suffered a dumb loss half a month ago, and came to find a field. We don't cause trouble, but we're not afraid of it. Of course, this bad thing can also be a good thing! It can be regarded as a qualifier for the Nine Cities Junior Soul Master Competition. The dean spoke at length.

"Utan Academy, it's the Utan Academy where Young Master Sabi is, is it really fast?" Wu Ming said in surprise.

He didn't know that this matter was not so serious in the first place, and it was his teacher Tang Hao's three punches and two kicks that escalated the incident. However, he is not afraid at all, he thinks that without enough actual combat, it will not be possible to improve everyone's strength.

Dean Rory said it in a rambling manner, and everyone could understand it: two main points:

One, beat them up as a son of a bitch.

Second, pay attention to the safety of beating them up as a bitch.

Then he asked for warmth, saying that he had a problem with the college, but everyone asked when to add a meal, and the dean's painting style changed abruptly: "Is this a long-term ......plan?"