[Oriental Mythology MOD]: Shine, Yang I Daowei, you have been rewarded.

[Oriental Mythology Mod]: You have completed a match victory and obtained the Scripture Pavilion.

(Every time you complete a victory, you will be rewarded according to the performance of the competition and the comprehensive comparison of the participants, come on, and let the name of oriental mythology resound in this world.) ）

[Tibetan Scripture Pavilion]: Every seven days, automatically refresh one or two exercises, Taoism, and sword techniques. It can consume spirit stones and transform any system such as magic fighting qi into the cheats of the oriental system.

A smile appeared on Lu Yan's face.

The transformation of spirit stones can only transform physical things, such as trees and mineral veins, into items in the Eastern system.

But there is nothing there can be done about the text.

Now, the appearance of the Scripture Pavilion has officially solved this problem for him.

What's more, the remarks that follow.

"Based on performance, get rewarded."

"In other words, the better and better the performance, the better the reward!"

Lu Yan understood.

In his heart, an idea suddenly popped up, but he had to wait, he had to go out first to see what the strength of the players who won this knockout round was!

Get out of the virtual projection booth.

He Ziang next to him looked at him with some fear, but there was still a high level in his eyes.

This is a habit he has cultivated for a long time, and he will not be able to break it at all for a while.

It's a very contradictory feeling, probably the equivalent of a previous life, when a graduate student lost to a college student in a competition for a management position.

Even if he is forced to do so, he has to obey.

But from the bottom of my heart, I feel that college students are not worthy of standing on him.

Lu Yan noticed that when he came out of the virtual projection warehouse.

There are still many people who are still fighting in the projection space.

Lu Yan looked at it with a strong nature, indeed, as Liu Xiyue said, there are many people's races, and they are very powerful.

Not only has it reached the third order, but there are quite a few of them.

However, Lu Yan actually wanted to ask.

No matter how many there are, will they be able to hit targets in the air?

"Wow wow! It's really too perverted, a full four thousand third-order races, Bai Jun, that guy, is too perverted! I can't stand it at all! ”

Liu Xiyue ran over and complained.

When encountering a genius student in the eighth middle school, she naturally lost as a matter of course.

For Liu Xiyue, Lu Yan saw it very clearly, a little strength, and a cute weak chicken.

"Now the students of the lower bracket are asked to leave." A staff member walked up to the stage and said.

Liu Xiyue walked towards the audience very unplayed.

After all, for a weak chicken like her, it is already great to be able to pass the assessment competition, and it is not a big deal to die in the knockout round.

But after walking for a while, she realized that something was wrong.

Lu Yan didn't leave with her?

Didn't you hear the staff just now?

But suddenly, she suddenly thought of a possibility, bright eyes, staring round.

Did this guy pass the knockout round?

Liu Xiyue couldn't control her excitement, and called Liu Zaiyuan as soon as she got off the stage.

"Dad! Father! Lu Yan, he went in! He's in! He's in the Battle Match! ”

Liu Zaiyuan couldn't stop his excitement.

"Good boy! Sure enough, it was a surprise for me! ”

"This time, no matter how many places you have, as long as you enter, this Divine Domain expansion card, I will give it!"

I don't know since when the last match of the freshman league became a battle between the first and eighth middle schools.

In Eleventh Middle School, it has been a long time since students have entered the battle match.

But now, it's two at once!

How could he not be excited.

On the stage, most of the twenty-three people left behind were also looking at each other's opponents.

"Huh? The people in Eleven? "Someone wondered.

After all, No. 1 and No. 8 middle schools are the top universities.

I don't know since when the battle turned into a battle between two top universities.

And the rules of the match.

It is to go to the stage to choose the opponent, agree, and start fighting. If you don't agree, you will be replaced by the next person.

A person refuses up to three times.

The last person to stay on the stage wins.

Zhongli didn't say anything about it, even if they had heard about it.

But another student who looks refreshing is just the first opponent, so as to avoid revealing too many hole cards and thus being targeted by the opponent behind him.

"Wait! What about He Ziang? ”

Someone finally found out that something was wrong.

Among the twenty-three people who remained, there was no He Ziang.

"Really without him? At first, I thought someone was blocking it, I didn't see him! ”

"That's not right! Who the hell knocked him out! Didn't he have a five-hundred-flying race, I remember! ”

"Is it being besieged! It shouldn't be! ”

"Who was in the group with He Ziang just now?"

"No, I remember that He Ziang is the most fierce one in the first middle school!"

"In the end, that great god can eliminate He Ziang in advance?"

"Did you run into Bai Jun in the eighth middle school?"

"That's not right! The algorithms of the grouping are all controlled by the background, and it is impossible to collide strongly! ”

"Out of the dark horse?"

One by one, the students began to mumble quietly.

He Ziang, this year's first middle school, the most dazzling freshman, actually died in the knockout round, who would dare to believe it?

Suddenly, Bai Jun's heart chuckled.

He was right!

When he was in the assessment area, he saw two people who came out before all of them, sitting there leisurely drinking tea and reading.

He thought it was his delusion.

After all, the earlier it comes out, the stronger the combat power.

But now it seems that if they can come out early, then it will not be difficult to solve He Ziang.

If that's the case.

Lu Yan's strength is stronger than all the people present at them!

Suddenly, Bai Jun's heart erupted with surging battle intent.

"Congratulations, students! You stand out from thousands or even tens of thousands of people and stand on this stage, and you are the pride of heaven this year. ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man clapped his hands from under the stage, as if admiring them.

That's actually true.

The top four in each class can come here, and in the end, from these top few geniuses, twenty-three people are finally selected.

"Each of you is one in a thousand, choose your favorite opponent! Embark on a hearty battle, now! The stage belongs to you! The middle-aged man's face, with surging excitement, shouted.

So, in the entire Zhonghan City Stadium, tens of thousands of demigods, they screamed and exclaimed, and their eyes were focused on the center of the stage.

"The match, it's officially begun!"

Decide this year, the title of the strongest freshman!