Chapter 32: Freshman Competition
Demon Capital Academy
Faculty of Tactics Branch
The vicinity of the bulletin board, which is usually unattended, is crowded with people.
At the beginning of the school year, I said that competitions and competitions will be held from time to time, and there will be a lot of rewards for those who perform well, and there will even be opportunities for the strong tutors to teach alone.
And now the requirements and rewards for this year's freshman competition have been posted on the bulletin board.
More than two months have passed, and the cultivation of the freshmen is almost on the right track, those with excellent talents have reached the peak of the first grade, and the poor ones are basically in the middle of the first grade, and none of the three hundred freshmen in the whole academy are still non-cultivators.
After all, being able to feel the blood qi and slightly manipulate it can be regarded as a first-rank martial artist, and there is no problem in reaching a first-rank martial artist with the help of the initial 50 credits.
All the staff are paying attention to the holding of the freshman competition.
"Zhang Yang, do you want to participate?"
"Participate, whether you have a ranking or not, at least you have to participate, don't you say that it's important to participate!"
"That's right, I also participated, I think I can get a ranking, and if I can't say it, I can still be looked down upon by my mentor. ”
"Don't make trouble, the mentors are all strong and not blind!"
"Your uncle, you wait, I have to rise this time!"
"You're rising, it's like a pig going up a tree. ”
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There are constantly people around the bulletin board who are discussing and communicating.
In fact, the life of new students entering the school is also boring, with three o'clock and one line of life every day, classrooms, canteens, and dormitories. There is no difference from ordinary universities, if there is a difference, it is here, the accommodation environment is better, the canteen is of higher standard, and the tutors are extraordinary.
This freshman race is equivalent to dropping a pebble on the surface of the lake that has been calm for a long time, which was originally a normal event, but for the freshmen who have just come into contact with cultivation, this is the first time that they have come into contact with the competition.
Everyone is gearing up, strong, and fast in practice, feeling that they are the protagonists, and they are all thinking about whether they want to take the first place, or whether to hide it!
In fact, the idea of young people is so ridiculous, everyone feels that they are the protagonists of this world, everyone sees the world from the first perspective, and feels that the world should revolve around them.
You may wake up years later and think that your thoughts are ridiculous today, but that's what you think at the moment, and more than one person, most of them think like this.
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Yang Fan has been in the magic capital for two days, he is not familiar with the place and he has nowhere to go, and he doesn't know how to spend the money on him, after all, in the first eighteen years, he never thought that he could spend like this one day, and he never planned what he should do first and then what he should do if he has money!
found a bank, called Zhao Rui to ask for the card number, and called the mobile phone money and the money for staying in the hotel.
Of course, Zhao Rui shirked in every possible way, but Yang Fan felt that he couldn't owe others like this, there was no way before. Now that you have money, you can't continue to owe it to others.
Yang Fan could feel Zhao Rui's disappointment on the other end of the phone! But there was no way, Yang Fan didn't want to owe others all the time, of course, although the money has been repaid now, he still has to remember this love in his heart, although there are some utilitarian benefits in this love.
Yang Fan, who was extremely bored, planned to return to the Demon Capital Cultivation Academy.
After coming out and going around, most of the boredom in my heart has dissipated these days, and I am not a person who drills the horns of the bull, so the troubles can be seen relatively lightly.
Then Yang Fan took a taxi back to the Demon Capital Training Academy.
Back at the gate of the Academy of War Arts, Yang Fan looked at the layers of crowds not far from the gate, a little confused.
What's going on? Don't you have classes?
Then Yang Fan also walked forward.
If there is excitement, of course, you have to make up for it.
Entering the crowd, I finally squeezed to the front.
Sweating all over my head.
Then Yang Fan saw the regulations of the freshman competition on the bulletin board.
Demon Capital Academy
Division of the Law of War
The first battle of the new students
Participants: Freshmen
Requirements: more than one product
When: February 7, 2019
Location: Gymnasium of the Tactics Branch
Rewards: First place: 300 credits, one F-grade alloy weapon.
Second place: 150 credits, 10 second-grade bone forging pills
Third place: 100 credits, 5 second-grade quenching bone forging pills
4th to 10th place: 50 credits
11-20 students: 20 credits
Participants: 5 credits
Rules...............
"Freshman Race"
Yang Fan looked at the list in front of him and said.
"Yang Fan, are you back?"
Yang Fan looked back and saw Tan Hao emerging from the crowd and squeezed to Yang Fan's side.
"Well, it's back. ”
Yang Fan replied.
"Any ideas for the freshman competition?"
Tan Hao asked with a smile.
"I don't have any ideas, but I kind of want an F-grade alloy weapon. ”
Yang Fan said with a smile.
"That's called no idea, you have to be the first. ”
Tan Hao said loudly.
And a group of people around them also looked sideways.
Who are these two guys? so arrogant?
Yang Fan didn't have much time in the academy, and he didn't go to the course except at the beginning.
Yang Fan didn't know many people, and even fewer knew Yang Fan, and the people around him were looking at the two.
Yang Fan was also a little embarrassed, it was too uncomfortable to be stared at by so many people in public.
Pulling Tan Hao out of the crowd.
And everyone is no longer staring at Yang Fan and Tan Hao, and everyone thinks that these two people are bragging.
Yang Fan and Tan Hao, who walked out of the crowd, walked on campus.
"Yang Fan, let me tell you, don't take it lightly, during this time, there are a few geniuses with second-grade qualifications who have broken through to the second-grade, and some have reached the peak of the first-grade, and it is said that there are a few who have learned the tactics of war, don't be careless. ”
Tan Hao talked to Yang Fan as he walked.
"Is there already a second-grade one? That's better, otherwise I'm really afraid that I'll be called a bully when I go to the competition." ”
Yang Fan said nonchalantly.
Just kidding, I even killed the people in the dark world who were at the peak of the second grade, and I would be afraid that these students who were immersed in penance would capsize in the gutter and not exist.
"Well, you are the first freshman to reach the second grade, how can you be stronger than those who have just entered!"
Tan Hao was a little helpless. Anyway, everything that should be said has been said, and Tan Hao doesn't know if he can't listen to it.
"By the way, those who have reached the peak of the second or first grade have gone out on a mission?"
Yang Fan asked.
"I haven't heard of anyone going out. It seems that now the three hundred new students have gone out with you and Zhou Yiyi. Others really haven't heard of it!"
Tan Hao thought about it and said.
"yes, I see!"
Yang Fan probably has a spectrum in his heart, a cultivator who has not experienced blood cannot be called a martial artist, although these cultivators in the academy have caught up with Yang Fan, but this enemy is really strong by itself?
But Yang Fan forgot that all his tasks, except for this time against the enemy in the dark world, all the others were to bully the small with the big, and all of them were to oppress people with force, which was also obscene enough. Commenting on others, Yang Fan's only capital is that he has seen blood kill people.
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There are still a few days left, today is February 3rd, and there are still 4 days to go before the tournament starts.
And the rules of the freshman competition are also very clear.
In the knockout round, all the new students who signed up for the tournament will fight on the field without rules until the top 100 people are determined.
Then 100 people drew lots to fight against each other to determine 50 people.
Fifty people fought to determine the top twenty.
The top 20 will be drawn to determine the top 10.
In the first ten stations, all the eliminators can challenge, and if they win, they will be replaced. This is a chance to give the person who is being targeted in the front scuffle.
Among them, the three people with the best record will compete in the ranking battle and decide one, two, three.
This record can best be said to be the least challenged and the most victorious......
Being challenged the least number of times means that it is strong, and no one feels that there is a chance to win. Not to mention the one with the most victories.
Yang Fan feels that he has to perform well in this freshman competition, obscurity is not necessarily good, and fame is not necessarily bad.
Young people who don't have a dream of secondary two in their hearts, and who don't have a me-centered idea in their hearts.
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Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it's time for the freshman race
Yang Fan has not prepared too much in the past few days, unlike other students, the other students have been holding the idea of grinding their guns in the past few days, and they have practiced vigorously.
And Yang Fan has been completely degraded in the past few days, eating and sleeping every day, waking up from sleep, eating when he is hungry, and sleeping when he is full.
Tan Hao knew that he was a little speechless in this state, how much he didn't care about other people.
And Zhou Yiyi also came back the day before the game.
met with Yang Fan, Yang Fan was also shocked, Zhou Yiyi's talent was not as good as Yang Fan, but now he is already a second-grade martial artist.
The triumphant Zhou Yiyi looked at Yang Fan with a bit of provocation.
This guy was at the pinnacle of his own stinky fart, but now?
In response to the words at the table, the first win is all paper, and at the end it is the money.
Yang Fan was indeed stimulated.
Ask Zhou Yiyi, I know that this girl is crazy, and when she goes out to do tasks, she is basically looking for an evenly matched opponent, and she has broken out again and again, reaching a second-grade martial artist.
Yang Fan's heart was a little lost.
A little girl has the courage to face danger, and is it really good for a big man to always find some opponents who are weaker than herself?
Yang Fan was very entangled, on the one hand, he was the desire to become stronger, and on the other hand, he was worried that there was only one life.
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Demon Capital Academy
Division of the Law of War.
This year's first Freshman Tactics Contest has officially begun.
All new students have signed up.
After all, no matter whether you can get a ranking or not, no one can refuse the temptation of rewarding five credits just by signing up.
It's been two months since the official start of the school year, and everyone knows the benefits of credits. We all know the purpose of the credits. No one wants to have a lot of credits in their hands.
You must know that credits are resources, cultivation, and future.
Yang Fan walked into the gymnasium and looked around with a frown, looking for his class.
To be honest, Yang Fan has forgotten the appearance of most of the people in his class recently.
Originally, the image was not deep, but this time I haven't seen it for a long time. It's really a little unrecognizable.
"Yang Fan! ”
I saw Tan Hao shouting loudly in one place.
And the people around Tan Hao were also looking in the direction of Tan Hao's shouting.
Not only did Yang Fan forget his classmates, but even his classmates were a little unfamiliar with this classmate who had not met a few times.