Chapter 7 Strength at the team leader level

Just as the entrance ceremony was being held normally, and Fan Zhenevan intimidated the newcomers as usual, the accident happened. For the first time, the rector of Byron No. 1 University walked out of the rector's office, where he had lived for many years, and openly showed his face in front of 12,000 students, and put them to the test.

Although I don't know what's going on, I can challenge this **oss as soon as I get started, and Han Feng has long been enthusiastic!

Nine people at the team leader level

At the same time, Shangguan Qingyue was wandering around the campus sullenly, and before she knew it, she had arrived at the door of the arena.

This can't be blamed on Han Feng, he decided to give up the challenge, and he was so unmotivated that he didn't help in the end. Such a self, a weak self, is simply ...... It's ugly.

Perhaps, although my father didn't say it, perhaps, another reason why my father opposed his admission to Byron No. 1 University was that he was afraid of embarrassing his father and the entire Shangguan family.

What is he missing? Is it just because of his own strength, or is it weak? Shangguan Qingyue looked at his nine-section whip blankly, and there was no answer.

The door of the bullfighting arena was shrouded in a cloud of black gas, and a boy in a black coat appeared from the black gas, passing in front of Shangguan Qingyue, the back hem of the black coat fluttering in the wind.

Shangguan Qingyue was stunned for a moment and looked at him in surprise.

It's ...... Shangguan Qingyue remembered clearly that the boy was the one who had been leaning against the window during the entrance ceremony......

"Wait a minute!" Shangguan Qingyue stopped him, stopped walking against the sky, but did not look back.

"Is Han Feng in there? It's the one with the two guns......"

"I know him. Walking against the sky interrupted Shangguan Qingyue's lengthy statement.

The sound of the wind blowing through the wind rolled up the dandelions on the ground, and the surroundings were white. Shangguan Qingyue didn't know what to say.

The two of them didn't have anything to say, and when they saw this, they took another step.

"Wait a minute......" Shangguan Qingyue saw that the boy in front of him was about to leave again, and he was busy and stopped him.

With the sound of a blade, the dark black demonic qi gathered into a blade and rested on Shangguan Qingyue's neck.

After Shangguan Qingyue reacted, she was taken aback!

"What the hell do you want to ask?" looked at Shangguan Qingyue with eyes like going against heaven and hell, but there didn't seem to be this person in his eyes. The magic pattern on the right eye spreads, and the word "inverse" above the right eye becomes more and more obvious. Shangguan Qingyue felt the evil aura, and her breathing was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that Shangguan Qingyue was already so frightened that he didn't know what to say, he sighed, put away the blade of the demonic qi condensation, and turned around to leave.

"Wait ......" Shangguan Qingyue just wanted to say, but hurriedly stopped, just watching the sky walk away.

I don't know how to describe this sense of loss.

"If you want to find Han Feng, you can find it in the bullfighting arena. It was supposed to be 53 places, but now there is one less. After saying this, he snapped his fingers, only to see that the demonic energy hid him in it again, and gradually disappeared.

Shangguan Qingyue was left alone.

So, with my half-determination, how will I choose?

The scene of the mountain exploding lingered, and Shangguan Qingyue knew that with his own strength, he would die if he was not careful. As a god-chaser, she knows that it is all real in Byron No. 1 University, especially the ruthless role of the leader of the class group and the director of the department.

So, with my half-determination and the strength of a three-legged cat, how will I choose?

Nine people at the team leader level, in the end......

Byron's trial soon spread throughout the school through the "Gossip Department", the number one media club in college, and the radio was full of similar news: "Byron, the madman, gathered all the teachers at the head of the group in the bullring to test this year's newcomers." A total of 53 newcomers decided to challenge the leader of the group...... Any student is welcome to watch in the auditorium of the bullring, and the ticket is only ten yuan!"

On the roof of the northern dormitory, two people were listening to the announcement.

"Brother, 53 people dare to challenge!" The little one with a silver pigtail took off the slider from his back: "Do you want to take a look?"

Chen Jing looked at the sky in the direction of the arena, and the thunder and lightning that came with it made a crackling sound. "53 of them, challenge the team leader level teachers...... It's really a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers!"

"Really, why didn't we have this treatment when we entered the school back then!" Chen Ben was still muttering, and the skateboard was already on his feet.

Eastern Community District.

"Brother Fan Li is going to participate in the challenge, don't you want to take a look?" The boxing department, a big man with a strong body, hurriedly broke into their minister's office, the office of Fan Ji, the "Shadowless Fist".

Fan Ji listened to the radio outside the window. The sound of the radio was so loud that Fan Ji could actually hear it clearly without listening carefully.

"There are a total of 53 places for this challenger, including Ximen Sin and Fan Li, who were very famous before entering the school, and even the apprentices who spread on the campus a few years ago and were accepted by Han Fu near the closed town...... I'm really looking forward to seeing how they perform in battle. ”

Fan Ji gritted his teeth angrily: "I won't go! The fourth brother's boxing will only lose me, the elder brother's person, second brother, you will go for me, by the way, see if there are any newcomers suitable to join our boxing club!"

The stout man, "Tiger Boxing" Fan Xie, took the order, strode out of the headquarters of the boxing department, and marched towards the bullring.

Southern Teaching District.

Malog, the "Quick Sword", and Bohm the "Burst Sword" are running side by side on the boulevard in the 15th Teaching District.

"The boss shouldn't be unaware, this is a good opportunity for our kendo club to win over newcomers!" Bohm said to Malogh as he ran, "But at this juncture, why is the boss gone?"

"The minister said he was going to study!" Marog responded, "and this is the minister's daily study time. ”

Belch...... Bohm didn't have anything to say, but looked up to the sky and sighed: "That scholar...... Can this really take over the number one club of this university from the hands of the seniors and Han Tian?"

The radio, of course, also reached the hunting areas in the west.

"There are a total of ten battles, the first nine groups of challengers are five people in each group, challenging nine class leaders, and eight people in the tenth group, challenging the most terrifying director of the university - Master Fan Zheneiwen!"

There was a "boom" explosion sound from the western hunting area, and the head of the "swimming department" Shui Xiaolan and the head of the "beating department" Hu Li were facing off to a white-hot stage.

"Let's make a truce for the time being, go and win over the newcomers!" Shui Xiaolan said to Hu Li breathlessly.

Hu Li laughed: "You shouldn't be afraid of me, so you used this as an excuse to make a truce, look at you are panting so much!"

Shui Xiaolan glanced at the idiot with disdain: "Tiger, I see that you have the strength to be a minister, but you don't have the IQ to be a minister." Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, if you don't go, forget it, don't hurt me!"

"I love fighting. "I don't want to care about anything but fighting!"

"Then you won't live long if you beat people. Shui Xiaolan is too lazy to talk nonsense with him, those challengers must be extraordinary, and it is the most important thing to draw these remaining challengers into their own club, which is the successor force of a big club like the swimming club. Now is not the time to take on Huli.

"I love fighting!" Hu Li didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, he picked up his fist and was about to hit Shui Xiaolan, but Shui Xiaolan flashed, and Hu Li pounced. That Shui Xiaolan had no intention of fighting, and recited a trick, a "water moisturizing technique", and her body moistened into the soil like water.

"Damn the Creation Divine Position, there is an escape!" Hu Li angrily slapped the land that still had a moist breath, "Why can't Lao Tzu find any divine position!"

Outside Byron No. 1 High School, on Third Street, a panting boy, who was quite naughty, leaned in front of the telephone pole to wipe his sweat: "Whew~, I finally escaped!

The boy's phone rang, and he couldn't even look at the number, so he lazily answered the phone.

"Hey, hey, this is truant Wang Huxiao's phone, if you want to find me through the location of your mobile phone, I advise you to give up, after all, even the army has never stopped me from skipping school!"

A collapsed voice came from the other end of the phone: "Minister, what are you doing, skipping school again?!"

Hu Xiao lazily responded: "What are the monkeys anxious about, what are the monkeys anxious about! Aren't I skipping school every day?"

"This time is different! Minister, listen to me, Byron is going to test newcomers, you come back quickly to dig up a few talents, our truancy department has just gained a foothold in the big club, and we need great newcomers!"

Hu Xiao lazily picked his nose: "That's troublesome! I just escaped, just go back like this, where is the dignity of my truant king...... Moreover, I just found a very nice Internet café and said ......"

"Minors are not allowed to surf the Internet, hurry up and give me a death back!"

Crazy is also the truant king: "You have the ability to catch me, otherwise I will go to the Internet café every day!--Okay, I order you as a minister, from now until the end of the old man's trial, you are a temporary minister, responsible for everything including digging people, so it's decided, go or not!"

The truant king turned off his phone and stuffed his phone into the deepest part of his package.

Byron's test? The truant thought for a moment - forget it, don't think about it, anyway, it has nothing to do with me, a scumbag.

On the top floor of a tall building at Byron No. 1 University, Retrograde was standing on it, and through the good view of the building, Retrophile saw the arena again. "If nothing else, the competition is about to begin!"

The periphery of the bullfighting arena began to be crowded with people who were about to enter the stadium, many of whom came from other clubs, and shouldered the mission of the club to find talents. The first to sit are the ministers or representatives of large associations, with the VIP seats with the best vision they sit in as the center, and the audience gradually fills.

There was a crowd of people in the audience!

Shangguan Qingyue mingled in the crowd of spectators, looking worriedly towards the center of the arena.

Han Feng ...... It will hurt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I've been waiting for a long time!" the loud microphone sent a sleek voice in all directions, "I'm the commentator of this competition, Mr. Pickup!"

The enthusiastic cheers from the audience had already been heard by Han Feng, who was waiting in the lounge.

"Byron didn't say there were so many spectators!" Han Feng shuddered involuntarily.

"Sure enough, it's an arena!" God secretly looked out of the door, this number, this atmosphere, **God felt that they were the gladiators of ancient Rome, waiting for the most vicious beasts to be released from the opposite side, and then let the people in the audience enjoy it - no, in terms of the ferocity of their enemies, **God felt that his situation was worse than that of gladiators.

Treat us like brutes, Byron!

Han Feng and his entourage were complaining, only to feel the lounge shaking violently, which felt like the lounge was being lifted. Like the center of the stage approaching.

The lounge trembled and moved for a while, and Han Feng felt that the lounge had stopped moving in a violent tremor.

At the same time, the door to the lounge opened. When the door opened, Han Feng saw the light in this gloomy lounge for the first time in a long time. Han Feng expected it well, and 52 people, including himself, were already in the center of the Colosseum stage.

The Rubik's Cube girl has been playing with the Rubik's Cube, and it seems that no matter how the surroundings change, she will always be an outsider.

"Now, let's welcome the 52 Warriors who are challenging for the team leader!" Byron announced in front of the host pickup.

Byron returned to his seat, seemingly impatient for the five fights he had organized.

If you want to say what Han Feng wants to do most now, it is nothing more than rushing to Byron and "snapping" and slapping him twice.

"Here's a brief explanation of the rules of the game," Pickup announced to the fiery audience, "On the university side, the nine class leaders went to the arena to take on the challenge. ”

"On the challenger's side, 52 people are divided into ten groups, and the first nine groups challenge the leader of the class group, and each group is five to one. ”

"The remaining seven people are unfortunately going to challenge the terrible Lord Fan Zhenevin, will these young challengers create a miracle of defeating the team leader, or will they be defeated as a matter of course? Let's wait and see!"

The cheers and shouts filled the entire arena, and it was clear from this number that the colleges and universities had also made a lot of money just by buying tickets.

"It seems that everyone's interest is very high!" Pickup said loudly into the microphone, "Then, let's invite the first class leader to make a shining appearance in this warm applause!"

The trapdoor on the other side suddenly opened, and a tall figure flashed out. After the whole person leaked into the sunlight, it was obvious that this was a polite-looking man. The white suit makes it more gentlemanly. The man whistled, and an eagle came out of nowhere, and no one could ignore the object on the eagle's feet—a pen the thickness of a bowl, but as tall as a man. Anyone who had spent some time at Byron's First University knew that the man's tall pen "Pen Walking Dragon" was his weapon, and anyone who saw the eagle he summoned and the pen he held would mean "death".

"There has appeared!" Pickup announced excitedly, "It's the leader of the language group, 'scholar' Fei Chun!"

"Although he took over the position of the head of the previous generation of Chinese group five years ago, it does not mean that Fei Chun is inferior to other veteran class leaders, on the contrary, his prestige is increasing day by day as his chic, Fei Chun is the pride of the teaching team, and he is the ......."

Fei Chun roared at the pickup: "In the future, compress your explanation to 25 words!"

Pickup was startled and shrugged helplessly: "Temper is also increasing day by day, just like seniority......"

"We swear in Byron's name that the challengers are randomly divided on the spot, and the challengers will not know who they will fight against until they go on the field - now I will announce the first group, the list of people who will challenge Fei Chun! Who will it be? Let's wait and see......

"Less nonsense, compress it to 25 words for me!" Fei Chun's temper came up again, so he could never stand such a flamboyant tongue as a pickup.

Pickup didn't dare to say a word of nonsense anymore, and obediently finished his name: "The first group of challengers: Zhang San, Li Si, Zhao Wu, Xu Liu, and Mussolini!"

The five men responded, and the rest went back to the break room to standby.

Fei Chun cocked his orchid fingers, and danced his large fountain pen "pen walking dragon snake" between two thin arms.

It wasn't until the five challengers surrounded him that Fei Chun's warm-up was over.

Fei Chun looked at the five people in front of him and shook his head: "Totally...... It's not enough to see!"

"Then, the first trial, begin!" Fei Chun was probably afraid that Pika would talk too much, so he helped him say.

As soon as Fei Chun's voice fell, one of the five people recklessly broke out, "Haha, the leader of the Chinese group? You haven't heard of the notoriety of the 'little prince of brawls' that Lao Tzu mixed up when he was in junior high school!

Oh, there's a daredevil. Fei Chun was now calculating how to play with those four people, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

The "brawl little prince" pulled out two utility knives and unfolded them, revealing his carefully polished blades, aimed at Fei Chun's Adam's apple, "Look at me Mussolini giving you a knife to seal your throat!"

Fei Chun moved when Mussolini's blade was about to touch him.

First, he inserted his extra-large fountain pen into the ground, and the cuff popped out of the ordinary-sized fountain pen like a sleeve arrow, which was fast and accurate, and with a "snap", blocked Mussolini's utility knife.

"It's not enough to see it at all!" Mussolini!" Fei Chun doesn't even need to use his own large fountain pen, "I said how you are not in step with the other four people," Fei Chun also deliberately freed up a hand to point at those four people-Zhang San, Li Si, Zhao Wu, Xu Liu-"Your name is doomed to be in step with them for a long time!"

When Mussolini saw that a move was ineffective and wanted to do something, Fei Chun took the lead, and the other cuff also popped out the pen, the pen was held in his hand, the tip of the pen revealed a cold cold light, and the pen slashed upward, and the sharp pen cut through Mussolini's soft abdominal muscles, and the moment Mussolini fell to the ground, this situation was destined to be judged as a second kill.

The pen cut a large vein in Mussolini, and Mossolini struggled in a pool of blood in pain, bleeding and falling to the ground!

"Pour ...... Fall to the ground!" The commentator Pika was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth, "Mussolini elimination! It's amazing, Fei Chun didn't use the 'pen to walk the dragon snake' to complete a second kill, it's too powerful!"

"Thank you for the compliment, but please condense it to 25 words. Fei Chun was also very calm, watching the members of the medical department who rushed into the arena in a panic carry Mussolini onto the stretcher, pulled out the "pen and snake", and pointed to the remaining 4 people, "Then, go on!"

At this time, the most uncomfortable was Shangguan Qingyue, Shangguan Qingyue knew that the people in the bullring were going to fight, but she had never thought of such a bloody scene! Thinking of the bloody scene just now, Shangguan Qingyue was sick.

Is this a combat college?

Shangguan Qingyue was a little uncomfortable.

The remaining four people were stunned by this situation, looked at each other, and then nodded to each other tacitly.

Let's go together!

Zhang San, Li Si, Zhao Wu, and Xu Liu shouted and rushed towards Fei Chun. Fei Chun didn't move either, standing in place and waving his pen.

"Break the army!" Fei Chun confidently charged towards the remaining four people with a pen and a red tassel gun.

The pen flick between them is vivid, like an elusive snake, disintegrating the defense line that the four people have worked so hard to support. Within a few rounds, the four strong men over there were messed up. Fei Chun can be said to have been on the battlefield for a long time, grabbed the center of the chaos of the four people, inserted an arrow diagonally, stuck in the middle of the four people, and the "pen walking dragon snake" came at the same time to "sweep the thousand troops", and the four people were swept into the air together, unable to control the center of gravity.

"If you want to condense the last words to 25 words," the four people could still see Fei Chun's face-like face when they lost their center of gravity, and there was no trace of compassion in the eyes of those ruthless people.

Fei Chun looked disappointedly at the desperate expressions of the five challengers floating in the air, that expression, that panicked look, he couldn't see the slightest appearance of being able to fight.

With a stroke of effort, as fast as lightning, Fei Chun followed a line, the tip of the pen passed through the collars of five people, and picked up the four people to the huge pen in one breath and hung them in the air.

Then, the pen took the four men and threw them forward, the one with the least resistance having vomited blood when he fell to the ground. Fei Chun looked down at the four people who fell to the ground: "You are already dead!

"It's over! The first game is over! Fei Chun won overwhelmingly!"

Looking at the one-sided battle situation in the audience and listening to the narrator's description, Fan Zhenaiwen looked at the stage with a solemn expression.

It seems that this guy is still a newcomer to colleges and universities after all, so how can they compete with the highest combat power that represents the teachers of colleges and universities? What is this guy Byron thinking?

Shangguan Qingyue was worried when she watched on stage. She's worried about Han Feng's future.

On the stage, the VIP seat is a place for college hero-level, king-level, and angel-level students to sit.

"What do you think, dude?" On the stage, "Exploding Sword" Bohm smiled bitterly at "Quick Sword" Malog, "Who are we worth digging up?

Malog thought for a while, "Judging from the few performance opportunities of the challengers on the stage, the contestant named Xu Liu's basic movements are the best among the contestants, and the potential is also the best. Although it seems that he lacks guts, he may be afraid of the reputation of the team leader, and he seems to be a little unable to let go of it in battle. But if I were a minister, I would have chosen him. ”

"Huh?" Bohm squinted vigorously, looking at the center of the Colosseum that had been emptied and only bloodstained remained, "Do you really know how to do it? I only saw five people being solved by Lao Fei Na by dividing it by three times and dividing it by two in a few seconds! It was all a one-sided beating, how could you see so much!"

"So, the third in the kendo department will be for me! A real master, it's not enough to just be able to fight, but also to be able to see, observe the most subtle details, even if you are one-sided on the field, you can see the advantages of the loser. You can't even grasp this point, what kind of ranking do you compete with me!"

Bohm glanced to the side in disbelief: "I only look at the outcome of the battle. ”

Chen Jing suddenly appeared behind Malog, "Really, I think Zhang San is better than Xu Liu! Zhang San's ability to card is stronger than Xu Liu!"

"But as you can see, that guy doesn't pay attention to coordination at all, not much better than Mussolini. Malog retorted.

"Anyway, I don't like people who are weak and depressed like Xu Liu!" Chen Jing said angrily, "In my eyes, it's even inferior to Mussolini!"

"That's your point of view," Maloge glanced at Chen Jing obliquely, "I'm poaching people on behalf of the Kendo Department, I can take a fancy to whoever I want, and you don't have the right to intervene if you don't have a club to go to." ”

The Wind Blade, a less obvious but warning blade, brushed past the tip of Malog's nose, startling Malog's hairs to stand on end.

"Keep your mouth clean," Chen Bang appeared behind Chen Jing, "We don't have the right?" hero-level Malog, you don't deserve to compete with us at the emperor-level level!"

"You ......" Bohm's eyes widened, his sword waiting to be unsheathed, his murderous eyes staring at the Chen brothers.

"Choose Zhao Wu, or Li Si. A ball of water condensed behind the four people, "There is no enmity between the swimming club and the kendo club, and besides, there is no one I am interested in in this wave, so I will give you a suggestion." ”

This is the vision of Shui Xiaolan, the head of the swimming department!

"Don't think I don't know, you're going to mislead me," Marlogs retorted boldly, "Anyway, the first place in the school in the kendo club, and you also covet the swimming club!"

Shui Xiaolan's cold and beautiful face seemed to be startled, but she had an unhappy expression, "Then what should I say? Is it to say, 'Oops, I was pierced in front of me'?--Don't be kidding, Shui Xiaolan has never been this kind of person." ”

Shui Xiaolan's body gradually emitted white vapor, and the whole person gradually blurred, "Just to give you a suggestion, you can not listen to it, I like people who have their own opinions." ”

It wasn't until Shui Xiaolan turned into water vapor and walked away that Malogg breathed a sigh of relief.

"When this competition is over, contact Zhao Wu," Marog said to Bohm, "to see if he is interested in joining our kendo club." ”

The position has changed!

Malog's sarcasm was distinctly felt.

"Hmph, I was originally optimistic about this kid, but this guy is an unstable person......"

"Come on!" Bohm seemed to grasp Malog's handle, and kept pestering, "Then tell me, what about Li Si, ah?"

Malogh was very calm: "Li Si, this is because our club already has a Li Shi, isn't it annoying?"

I only know that that night, when Li Shi took this sentence out of Bohm's mouth, he threatened to find Malogh desperately. Now let's get back to the game.

"But there were two matches that could make it impossible for anyone in the room to analyze the quality of the contestants. Because the challenger will lie fast enough. "Malogs is as if she were talking to Bohm as if to herself," said Apollo, the head of the department of Vangenevin and the head of the math group, and the head of the class group. Root number under thirteen. Whoever draws to challenge these two will definitely lose to the point where they can't afford to buy their pants even if they go to the casino. ”

"I feel the same way!" replied Bohm.

It was not easy for Maloge to dare to name these two.