Looking at the top students of the second class, they were defeated in the hands of the first class without any suspense, and the vice dean in charge of the selection competition bowed slightly, and his satisfied eyes fell on Zong Yue.

"Under your teaching, the first class is getting stronger and stronger, and if you want to come to this academy competition, our academy will definitely achieve a good result."

"This time, the academy is more elite than the major colleges, and you can't slack off." Zong Yue's attention at this moment was completely focused on the academy competition, and the selection competition in front of him was a foregone conclusion for him.

A group of second-class students were defeated, and there was a lot of discussion in the entire martial arts training ground.

"No, the first class is too strong this year, and it is not their opponent at all."

"I heard that the tutor of the first class has been training the first class for half a month, which clearly wants to occupy all the places in the college."

"The first class is already highly talented, and the tutor is Zongyue, so it's difficult if you don't want to be strong."

Zong Yue is the best tutor of the Emperor Academy, and it is rumored that the dean seems to have plans to recuperate in seclusion due to physical discomfort, and then the vice dean will be promoted to acting dean, and Zong Yue is the next candidate for the vice dean.

Even the students who were dissatisfied with a group of students because of the demon hunting conference before can only admit it at this moment.

In the face of absolute strength, they had to bow their heads.

A class of people, just one of them can be brought out, and they can abuse the strongest students in other classes.

Seeing that the selection competition has almost formed a one-sided posture, the students in the first class are full of confidence, and the students in each class can only sigh secretly.

"Strange, why didn't you see the people of Class 9 today?" Some people noticed that since the beginning of the tryouts, Class 9 seems to have never appeared.

"This is a tryout, there are nine classes or something, even if they come, it's just to see the excitement."

"That's right, after the selection competition, Class 9 should be disbanded, I heard that in the past half a month, the students of Class 9 have not cultivated, and they all went to the lonely city to be chic."

"They can think about it."

"Huh...... Look at what you said, even if they can't think about it, what can they do? ”

"In the final analysis, it's they themselves who don't fight, look at Wei Lin, wasn't he also from Class 9 before? But just yesterday, he successfully passed the assessment of the tutor of Class 8 and became a member of Class 8. ”

As everyone spoke, their eyes couldn't help but look at Wei Lin who was standing in the eighth class.

At this moment, Wei Lin has changed into the clothes of Class 8, and his face no longer has the previous frustration, but a smile on his face, following behind the instructor of Class 8, he is extremely attentive.

"This kid is very smart, he entered the eighth class before the disbandment of the ninth class, but I heard that in order to leave the ninth class, he spent a lot of money, not only fattened millions of people to take pictures of the best elixir, but also invited Gu Yao to cultivate his own spirit beast."

"What if you're not smart? Could it be that he waited for death with Class 9? ”

The first middle school students are talking a lot, and now the quota for the selection competition has almost been determined, and they are just watching the excitement now.

Since the collective defeat of the second class, no one in the ring has challenged.

In the ring, all the students were in the same class, they stood high and condescending, like victors, scanning the other students on the martial arts training ground.

They are different from these people.

Deacon Yan waited for a moment, but he didn't see anyone challenging him, and his eyes immediately looked at the vice president.