"What's more, they have a fatal weakness. ”

"Tell me about it. ”

Ingmar seemed interested.

"Indeed, since the beginning of the school year, the music history department has simply taken the limelight with that waste and the oriental imp, and even swept the chief student into the bag.

But this does not mean that the music history department is no different from the past, and on the contrary, because Ye Qingxuan's overactivity puts the music history department in an extremely embarrassing and dangerous position.

Their strength has always been in their speed of change and their difficult means. But their weakness is just as obvious, and that is their own strength.

In terms of strength, they are far from being able to compare with other academies. ”

"That's why they had so many ways to offset the number gap before the game started."

That's right, the method was implemented successfully, and the Academy of Change was messed up by them, and they completely mastered the rhythm.

However, this little trick can only be used once. As long as they are prepared, their defeat is only a matter of time. ”

He lowered his head and looked at the phantom in the ether sphere, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "What's more, isn't mastering the enemy's reality exactly what the Apocalypse School is good at?"

The same trick will not work in front of us. ”

Ingmar was silent for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing softly.

"Very well, Bart, I'm relieved. You are not carried away by your own hatred and anger. Reason and learning are the best weapons of the School of Apocalypse, and I look forward to the day when you defeat that little imp of the East. ”-

"Did you hear it all?"

In another lounge, an ocelot crouching on the ground squinted at the group of students sitting on the bench in front of him.

Next to the ocelot, a silver fly fluttered its wings, and the sound of Ingmar and Bart talking in the next room could be heard.

The sound gradually ended, and the ocelot glanced at the fly. The flies dissipated into a cloud of dust on their own, leaving only two 'fly wings' that were summoning mediums to float down from the sky and disappear.

One of the phantom beast species cultivated by this school of summoning, a byproduct of some kind of detection technology. It's not as sensitive as it was originally thought, but it's more hidden, if not hidden. There is hardly any ether fluctuation.

The ocelot yawned lazily, but its animalistic eyes were full of human brilliance, and it was Ludwig incarnate.

"Look at the people, look at you. ”

Ludwig let out of his nostrils angrily: "When you can have a little brain, I will have a lot of peace of mind!"

I don't pay attention to any tactics, I just know how to come hard. Don't be like the unlucky team of the Change Academy, who was played like that kind of dog as soon as they got on the field. ”

"Ah, teacher. ”

The lazy female student in front of the ocelot whistled: "Even if we win the musician department in the next round, that will not happen." ”

"Hmph. James' idiots think the same thing as you when they come on the court. ”

"But after all, the direction of the good is different, the game is a competition after all, if you don't let the students kill people, the change academy will always be the most constrained team. ”

The schoolgirl snorted twice and suddenly laughed, "After all, if the number of people is cheap." We have the strongest advantage. ”

In her arms, the pitch-black and massive cheetah awoke. He yawned lazily, pushed his head against his master, then twisted a little, and fell asleep again.

It's like yawning is contagious, underneath the bench, at her feet. On the cabinet in the lounge, behind her, in the corner......

A total of nineteen black cheetahs yawned at the same time.

One of them, as if he had slept enough, stretched and scratched his paw on the ground. There was a stab. A deep crack appeared in the mirror-smooth floor.

Above the head of the cheetah, a color-winged parrot quacked and flapped its wings and flew up.

In this lounge, which was enough for thirty people to rest together, there was a sudden rush of chickens and dogs.

Shadow Leopard, Ironback Orangutan, Six-Eyed Lava Dog, Eight-armed Creeper, Silt Monster, Silver Scale Serpent in Clay Pots, and Fog Spirits that are sealed in glass flasks and constantly transformed...... The monsters, which had been kept in the musician's brain, were released into reality, screaming and screaming.

"It's always necessary to be well prepared. ”

Ludwig glanced at her helplessly, "Elsa, am I spoiling you too much? After all, it is the teacher who lectures, so you are sitting upright." ”

"Teacher, rest assured. ”

Elsa shook her hands: "This time, except for the Royal School, I can't handle it, for the other competitions, you just wait for me to shave their heads......"

Ludwig sighed, and the ocelot's figure was illusory and about to disappear. At the last moment of disappearance, he looked back in a certain direction and showed a hint of schadenfreude. 、

It seems that some people are losing their temper-

In the break room of the Academy of Changes, it was already a mess at the moment. After the firestorm and thunderbolt swept through, all the students turned into refugees, their faces blackened and embarrassed.

"Lost?!

The sound of frost cracking and burning flames mingled into Yegor's roar, and in the midst of the roar, James and the others stood obediently in the corner with their heads bowed.

The other team also suffered from the fish pond disaster, and it didn't get much better.

"I can accept losing to the Academy of Revelation, to the Summoning Academy, to the Royal School, but you actually lost at the hands of a music history department that is about to be abolished?!

Is there a shame in losing people? You say, there is no shame in losing people!"

The students obediently lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Looks like the training you've given you is still too light. At the end of the day, everyone will let me go to the thunder pool to meditate for three hours before going to sleep! Those who can't hold on are not allowed to eat.

James, do you hear that?!"

James nodded bitterly: "Yes, teacher." ”

"And you!" the voice of frost and fire turned and fell on the other student's head, "What are you still doing? Glenn, go draw lots!"

If you run into the kind of bastards of the music history department again this time, I'll wash them out of the competition with your strongest movement!

Have you learned so many formulas in vain?!"

Glenn hurriedly gave in, got up and slapped his ass and ran away. Seeing another loud noise in the lounge behind him, he couldn't help but wipe a cold sweat.

For so many years, no one has made the four major branches of the school unlucky at the same time because of one team......

Now in the competition, the music history department is already a famous durian-type player.

I can't bite it, I can't bite it. And it stinks......

This group of bastards will pull their opponent's discipline to the same level as themselves, and then use their experience to defeat him.

It's so hard not to want it.

I heard that there is a saying of star reincarnation in the east, that Chief Ye can't be some kind of disaster star reincarnation, right?

It seems that no one who has anything to do with him will end well.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I hope you don't let me draw it again, otherwise it will not be good for everyone." ”

Fortunately, if you let it out, this kind of opponent may not be able to win......

By strength, by numbers, or by insight that puts the other person's every move under their noses. Each college has its own approach.

And. If you are ruthless, you may not be able to make a lot of money.

Now the credit accumulation of the music history department has exceeded 10,000, right?

A cold light flashed in his eyes: With so many credits, it may not be worth taking some risks.

He began to plan carefully.

Similarly, on the high platform of the lottery in the arena, everyone exchanged glances, and after unifying the information, they couldn't help but set their eyes on the music history department.

That's a big piece of fat.

It depends on how you bite.

Glenn, Bart, and Elsa looked at each other's colors and realized that they were playing the same idea as themselves. Suddenly, he couldn't help but be secretly vigilant.

Just behind everyone, Banner indifferently stood by. Not participating in the competition between them, just staring at the sky in the distance. Beside him, the manticore's eyes wandered, full of hideousness.

Being stared at by those beastly eyes, there is a feeling of being on the back, which makes people suddenly full of fear.

This is the last part of the day. Lots are drawn to determine which teams will face off tomorrow. On the high platform, representatives of all teams.

"Representatives from all teams have arrived, right?"

Sidney called his name again, and his brows furrowed again: Why is it that there is no one from the music history department again?

Damn, it's them who drop the chain every time!

"Is the music history department here?"

His expression became gloomy: "If you don't arrive, you will be treated as a retirement." All credits are cleared ......"

There was silence in the crowd, and someone coughed twice in embarrassment: "Ahem, Mr. Sidney, the representative of the music history department has arrived." ”

"Then why don't you speak during the roll call!"

Sidney was furious: "Where? Stand up! Don't you understand the rules?"

Soon, the crowd surged, separated, and then walked out of the crowd...... A dog is coming.

That's right, it's the big golden retriever. That vicious dog that looks more dragged than the emperor, has a posture more than the prime minister, and looks down on people more than the principal!

How the are you again!

A few months later, they met again, but that high-minded look of contempt left Sidney in the shadow of his former self once again.

"What does this mean?"

Sidney's face turned red and he was furious: "Do you look down on the other participants?

The dog glanced at him lazily and dropped the roll of paper from his mouth at Sidney's feet.

On that piece of paper, it was written that Lao Fei participated as an honorary member of the music history department, and he had all the permission to be a normal player!

In the lower right corner, there is also a name that Sidney is all too familiar to sign.

"Maxwell?"

Sidney felt like he was going crazy and looked back at the stands, where the headmaster was whistling on the ground with an innocent look.

Sooner or later, you will have to change back!

Sidney's face turned pale, he withdrew his gaze, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Start the lottery." (To be continued......)