After the ability assessment was completed, several people went back to the dormitory, waiting for the candle master to formulate a training plan for each person's ability.

"Oh Leng ......" was not yet noon, Mu Ze and An Jingliang's mobile phones rang at the same time, and when they picked it up, they saw that Master Candle's plan had been sent, and the table was as follows:

The members of Class 23 have a preliminary training plan (tentative):

Qilian Weiluo, in the first class of the afternoon, I personally led me to the waterfall fifty miles away from the school to practice water resistance. In the second lesson, you need to exhaust all the power of thunder and lightning in your body.

Makisawa must go to bed before nine o'clock every night, get up on time at half past three in the morning, and go outside to feel the morning fog. Free time in the afternoon.

An Jingliang, after consulting a large amount of information, found that the talent of "Nirvana" can only trigger a qualitative leap by experiencing real life and death on the battlefield, and the effect of the man-made near-death state is minimal...... At the same time, it can also be used as a sparring partner for Weiluo's ability to resist thunder, the best of both worlds.

Lin Xi, sleep well.

(Note: This table will be adjusted at any time according to your future training situation, progress speed, performance and other factors.) ）

"What kind of broken training plan is this!" Mu Ze angrily threw his phone aside: "If I can't be lazy in bed every day and don't play with my phone for a while before going to bed at night, then what's the meaning of my life!"

"Who are you to complain...... Can you also pay a little attention to my training course, hey!" An Jingliang was lying on the bed with his back facing the sky at this time, his eyes were empty and he looked like he was in love: "What is 'artificial near-death state'? What is 'quantitative change causing qualitative change'? What is it called 'sparring partner of thunder ability'? Just play to death, forget me......"

Mu Ze didn't pay attention to An Jingliang at all, and still complained to himself: "It's really more popular than people! Look at Lin Xi's training plan, what the hell is it to sleep well?!"

An Jingliang wailed in despair: "Who will pity and pity me......"

An Jingliang's bracelet sounded Lin Xi's voice: "You are so miserable......"

Wei Luo's voice followed: "Offended." ”

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In anticipation of the new students, the evening arrived as scheduled.

After dinner, the students went straight to the martial arts arena.

Tonight is destined to be an extraordinary night, and the first battle between the freshmen, known as the "strongest" battle in history, is about to begin. This game has attracted much attention, and it must be a wonderful mutual pecking between two rookies who have selected non-popular weapons in the blind draft!

The other members of Class 23 passed by Makizawa.

"Brother, give it a go, do your best, don't insult the glory of being a ghost roommate!"

"Gotta go for it! The bet is 100s!"

"Fight well. ”

Master Candle glanced at Mu Ze and walked towards the audience.

"Hey, hey!" Mu Ze stopped him: "Master Candle, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"There are a lot of beautiful women in this freshman class, and they try to be as handsome as possible when they are beaten. ”

"......" Makisawa held back for a long time: "I'll fight for ......"

At 6:30 p.m., the freshman showdown officially kicked off.

"Please enter the stadium for both players. The referee's voice rang out.

Mu Ze and Duan Qingcheng walked to the center of the arena.

"Second class, Duan Qingcheng. ”

"Twenty-three classes, Makizawa. ”

The two simply exchanged their names, and there was a faint laughter from the audience.

After confirming that the participants are correct, the referee will withdraw from the field.

"Game on!"

Duan Qingcheng didn't say a word, and immediately took out the Yue Wang Sword from the ring.

The audience burst into laughter.

"Ahem......" Duan Qingcheng touched his nose in embarrassment, his face was a little red.

Because he didn't know Mu Ze's ability, Duan Qingcheng didn't dare to be reckless for a while, and he cautiously forced Mu Ze with the Yue Wang Sword.

There was a thin mist rising from the field.

"I said Brother Duan. Mu Ze stepped back step by step: "Can you give me a few minutes to prepare......?" It's slower to put ......"

As soon as he heard that it was relatively slow, Brother Duan's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but say when he picked up the Yue Wang sword, and he slashed when he rushed up.

"Hey, hey!" Mu Ze saw Brother Duan burst out, turned around and ran away.

In order to give the students enough space to display their abilities, the arena was built very large. This also gave Makisawa plenty of room to escape, and he drew circles and ran around the arena as he wantonly.

The two of them are like this, one chasing the other and running.

An Jingliang in the audience held his forehead: "I really don't want to admit that I know this guy!"

"Huhu...... Wait...... Wait a minute!" After a while, Makisawa couldn't run, he quickly turned around and stretched out his hand to stop.

At this time, although the fog is thicker, it still does not have the effect of obstructing the view.

Brother Duan doesn't care about this, the speed is still unabated.

Seeing that his words didn't work, Mu Ze simply roared: "Stand down for me!!"

Brother Duan was taken aback, and actually really stopped his figure.

"Huhu......" Mu Ze gasped twice: "I'll tell you......!" Don't think my bracelet is an ornament!"

"What's the matter, you still want to throw it at me?"

Makisawa squeezed the bracelet on his right wrist into the palm of his hand, and his hands quickly sealed—although no matter how you look at it, it is a blind comparison.

"Pixiu, now!"

Mu Ze drank violently and threw the bracelet at Brother Duan.

Brother Duan had already prepared, and he easily dodged the first part.

Unexpectedly, the bracelet bloomed with an emerald green luster in the air, so that Brother Duan couldn't open his eyes.

After the light, in the surprised eyes of the audience, the bracelet really turned into a turquoise green Pixiu!

Although - it's only the size of two palms, and there are no horns yet......

The little thing looked a bit like a calf, with two big eyes flickering, eyebrows sticking out, and two auspicious clouds curled up under the small ridged ears.

This Pixiu looks fleshy, its body is covered with patterns, and its tail is curly. Compared with the body, the two pairs of wings appear extremely thin and small, and they cannot be fully expanded, but under the struggle of the wings one by one, they can actually levitate in the air.

In front of each auditorium at the Academy, there is a screen showing images taken by four drones on the field. When the figure of Xiao Pixiu appeared on the screen, many viewers were adorned at once, and many girls even screamed.

"Lippi, stop him!"

"Woooo

"I'll wipe ......" An Jingliang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "Lippi...... It's a shame that you've come out......"

Brother Duan was inexplicably confused, and suddenly became in a hurry. After shaking his head a few times, seeing that he still couldn't get rid of it, he simply grabbed Xiao Pixiu and ripped it off his face.

Little Pixiu struggled several times without success, and finally accepted his fate of being caught, and its head drooped, like a prisoner of war captured alive.

In order to prevent Xiao Pixiu from continuing to entangle himself, Duan Qingcheng lunged away, grabbed it in his hand, and made a throwing posture.

This action immediately caused public outrage, and the girls screamed again.

"Duan Qingcheng, you dare!"

"Let it go!

......

Duan Qingcheng was frightened, and put the little Pixiu on the ground in a gloomy manner.

Looking at Mu Ze at this time, he had already run to a boundary in the arena.

The more Duan Qingcheng looked at Mu Ze, the more angry he became, and his ability to "ride the wind" broke out in an all-round way.

When Duan Qingcheng ran again, his speed increased by more than a notch, and he saw a faint afterimage on the monitor, like a crazy predatory cheetah.

The distance between the two narrowed dramatically.

The closer he got to Mu Ze, the thicker the fog in front of Duan Qingcheng's eyes became, and when he came to Mu Ze, he could only faintly see a humanoid shadow.

But it was enough, Duan Qingcheng accelerated again, and the Yue Wang Sword in his hand swept away towards the shadows.

A slightly meaningful voice came from the figure's mouth: "Fogging." ”

"Bang!" a thick fog exploded, and the Yue Wang Sword swept into the air.

When Mu Ze reappeared, he had already come to Duan Qingcheng's back, and put on a forward stance.

"Luo Ying is colorful!" Mu Ze casually made up the name of a move that he thought was cool, and kicked Duan Qingcheng out of the arena.