Chi Ling City, West Wo Street.

The sun had just risen, and many people had already gathered in the streets. On the contrary, the small merchants and vendors who usually set up stalls on the street all seemed to have made an appointment, and none of them showed up today.

Residents in the vicinity of Xihe Street have become accustomed to this day: the annual day of registration for the Chiling District Dian Soul Conference.

There is only one restriction on the registration of the Zhiling District Dian Lu Conference: they must be students of the college. Although there is no mandatory age requirement for students, most of them are boys and girls under the age of 20. At this time, from the street to the end of the street, there are full of vibrant faces.

Many people had already come here last night and had been waiting here all night, still looking forward to it in high spirits. For too many people, it is enough to change the course of their lives. Those who are unknown may become famous on the mainland, and those who are despised may be greatly noticed. Be an official, make a fortune, have stronger strength, and stand at the pinnacle of life...... It could be a reality.

But the first thing to do: win, keep winning.

The competition is brutal.

According to the list set by the conference, there are only 50 people in total. And now, just as the sun rises, the number of people gathered in the streets can be counted in thousands. This is just the beginning, and the registration for the conference will last for three days. Every year, more than 10,000 students come to sign up.

There is no threshold, only identity. Such an easy registration condition makes many junior students of the college come to join in the fun. The newborn calf fearlessly signed a letter of life and death.

At this point, there are not more than a few minutes left before the registration starts. On the special registration desk at Xihe Plaza. Everything is ready. The most reluctantly moved to the stage. It's basket after basket of dotted waist cards.

Each piece of the waist card has an exclusive number, after getting the waist card, it will officially become a member of the conference to participate in the point, hope, will also be completely ignited at this moment.

The clock was counting down, and all the teenagers were already wide-eyed, looking forward to that moment. It was as if a starting line had been set in front of them, and from this moment on. They already have to compete, they have to run.

The people in charge of handling the registration on the stage have been seated one by one. The time has not yet come, but a casual "start" has already been transmitted from the stage.

The sound was not loud and incendiary, but it was clear, from the street to the end of the street, so that everyone on the street could hear it.

Those who stick to the time are completely unresponsive at this time, but there are more people. has immediately rushed to the stage.

Force and speed. That's just the sign-up, and that's already been shown. Many people were hit by the collision and almost fell, but the people on the stage just watched calmly, with no intention of maintaining order.

Soon, a nimble teenager was the first to fall onto the registration desk.

"I, sign up!" he said proudly.

The first sign up doesn't have any practical significance, it's just a beautiful lottery. He was willing to fight for this, and he stood silently for a day and a night near the nearest position to the registration desk on this street, waiting for this moment.

Because he wants to be the first.

From the time you sign up, you have to be the first, until you win the first place on the list.

And now, he's off to a perfect start.

"College, name. The person sitting in front of him seemed to be completely unable to feel his excitement and joy, and asked without raising his head.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The sound of a fist hitting the body.

The boy who won the first place with agility flew out, and the one who rushed up next, a young man who was not tall but very sturdy, flew away with a punch.

"Sky Academy, Zhao Gang!" he replied to the question of the person in front of him.

The person in charge of registration still didn't look up, as if he hadn't heard the sound of the fist, as if he didn't know that the first teenager to rush onto the stage had been beaten away.

Cangkong Academy, Zhao Gang.

He immediately recorded the name, then took out one from the whole basket of waist cards beside him, glanced at it, and threw it in front of Zhao Gang.

Two thousand nine hundred twenty-one. He wrote after Zhao Gang's name.

Zhao Gang, who successfully got the waist card, also saw the number 2921 on the back of the waist card.

"What is not one!" he asked, a little angry.

"Who told you it would be one?" The person in charge of registration in front of him finally raised his head and finally glanced at the person who signed up in front of him, but his gaze quickly bypassed him, and soon fell behind Zhao Gang and rushed to the stage again.

"College, name. He still said this, and Zhao Gang had become air in front of his eyes.

"I was the first to sign up, of course it should be No. 1!" Zhao Gang may not be so persistent about the number one on this number, but the other party's indifferent attitude made him extremely unhappy. He is in Cangkong Academy, which is the well-known number one, and this time he made a special trip to Zhiling City in Zhiling District to participate in the Spiritual Conference, just to ......

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

It was very similar to the sound made before, and it was also a solid, fist hitting the body.

Zhao Gang hadn't even been able to finish the thought in his mind, his body had already flown out, and he didn't even know where the punch came from and whose punch it was. He flew out of the registration desk, then landed, and fell into dust, but his left hand had subconsciously covered his painful right shoulder. Then I saw that the young man who was punched away by him before happened to fall beside him, in the same posture as him, covering the same parts.

The part of the attack is exactly the same, and the distance of the blast is also exactly the same, this punch, if you want to say that it is not deliberate, who believes it?

"Who is it?" Zhao Gang angrily stood up from the ground, his ability to resist blows looked quite good.

On the stage, a girl in red was standing in front of the registration desk.

Everyone will look at Zhao Gang here for a while, and then look at the girl on the stage.

"Wind Picking Academy, Su Tang. The girl was talking, and she didn't look at Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang couldn't believe it, but he looked at the expressions of the others, it seemed that this was the case, although the emotions in their eyes were different, but at least they all told him the same thing, and it was this little girl who punched him away.

The waist card of the same standard was thrown in front of Su Tang, and she picked it up and asked, "Can I sign up for someone else?"

"No, I can't. The person on the other side still didn't raise his head and replied.

Su Tang showed a regretful look, turned around and shook his head in the crowd below, and then walked down from the side of the registration desk.

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Eh, it's past twelve o'clock, hurry up and show you a little more, and then there's, let's watch it tomorrow morning......!