Sang Yi ran wildly with Duoduo in his arms, and when he arrived at the venue, he heard the principal still reading his unreachable lines.

"Just in time for ......" Sang also put Duoduo down, "where should I go now." ”

"You go back to your class first, and what kind of ceremony will you have later?" Duoduo still held his head up, but in fact, the bleeding had long since stopped.

"It should be already, let go and see." Sang also wanted to remove Duoduo's hand, but was opened by Duoduo's backhand.

"Don't touch me, you've had enough along the way! You go! Duoduo couldn't get angry at the thought of being hugged by the man he hated the most.

"Okay, okay, then you can be here alone with your head up." Sang Yi didn't want to talk to Duoduo about anything, and walked directly to the venue.

The so-called field is the original football field and the outer few laps of the running track. Only a circle with a diameter of about 20 meters was left to build a platform, and all that was left was for the students to put their chairs according to the demarcated area.

"There are so many people watching, shouldn't there be a large number of students secretly playing cards in the gymnasium at this time......

This is a normal phenomenon, after all, the cultivation of the truth is so mysterious, and suddenly one day it will come to you, can you not see the demeanor of the cultivator?

"Sang Yi! Over here! Pan Shilin stood up and waved his hand to greet Sang Yi.

"Sit down! What a noise! The head teacher yelled beside him.

The head teacher has been unhappy with Sang for a long time, and originally thought that Sang would miss the competition, and there would be more room for him to be corrected.

"Sang Yi, don't you take this competition seriously!" The head teacher walked up directly and pointed at Sang Yi's head and scolded.

Sang Yi didn't seem to see it, and went straight to Pan Shilin, who missed the head teacher: "This is my position." ”

"Ah, that's right, Lu Yudie and I sat in three positions, and we grabbed it." Pan Shilin moved his ass and patted the exposed chair.

"Thank you."

"But, Sang Yi, why haven't you come to class for a month, it is said that the old class has been informing the principal this month that they are going to expel you. But I don't know why it hasn't been approved, and two days ago, the principal called the old class to lecture her, so that she could be honest...... Sang Yi, you don't have an extraordinary background, right? Let's say, for example, the son of a high-ranking leader...... Something like that? Lu Yudie's eyes flickered, and she felt that she had discovered a new world.

Sang Yi and Pan Shilin Lu Yudietian chatted happily, how dark the head teacher's face was.

"Sang Yi! You have no respect for your elders, and I will not be a human being if I don't expel you! The head teacher came over aggressively and made a gesture to drag Sang Yi up.

"Don't touch me......" Sang Yi didn't reply, leaning back on the chair and crossing Erlang's legs, and the head teacher was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.

The head teacher dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, she was so short-tempered now because she had been a teacher for so many years, and she could be as fierce as she wanted to be to the students, and there were many people like Sang Yi who didn't take her seriously, but she was the first to feel the murderous intent.

The rolling words in Sang Yi's mouth had reached his throat, and it was still a little inappropriate to think of scolding the teacher so openly in school.

"You go, I don't want to see you all day today." Sang Yi didn't even look at the head teacher and told her to leave, but she didn't expect the head teacher to really leave.

"Sang Yi, the old class will repay you, and you will suffer in the future." Pan Shilin quietly approached Sang Yi's ear.

"It's all trivial, it's all trivial...... Sang Yi didn't take the head teacher to heart at all.

Lu Yudie didn't say anything, but she was also worried to death, the whole school was like a pot of soup, that is, it was ruined by the head teacher's mouse, and the ranking of unknown high school teachers was getting lower and lower year by year, and at least half of them had to "thank" her......

"The lottery ceremony has officially begun!" The principal finally finished, "Now please come to the stage of the Chosen One!" ”

"Let's go, let's go to the front line." Pan Shilin took Sang Yi away.

The rest of the people had rehearsed in advance, so they just went through the motions, and although Sang Yi didn't come, it wasn't that he couldn't draw a scoop based on the gourd.

"After a while you follow me up, and when someone comes with a suitcase, you reach in and get a ping pong ball. Each ball has a number on it, and each number has two balls, and the one who gets the same number is the one who is going to play against. Again, the number is also your session, starting with a 1. Pan Shilin explained to Sang Yi as quickly as possible.

Sang Yi nodded, patted Pan Shilin's shoulder, and pointed ahead.

The person in front of Pan Shilin had already left, and he took a big step to follow. Everyone lined up, and the principal handed the topic to the first student, asked him to start introducing himself, and then went around from the back to the last student to take the microphone.

Each person briefly introduced their name, class, and more often talked about their spiritual root attributes.

After the introduction, the principal took the microphone: "Now please draw the numbers." ”

The students sitting below had already been eager to see the contest between cultivators, and when the last student took out the table tennis ball and the principal announced the start of the competition, the whole school was boiling.

"I'm 16, that's early. However, who wrote this word, crooked. "It's not just Sang Yi's table tennis balls like this, the numbers on everyone's ball are twisted as if they are written with their feet.

"Sang Yi, I'm No. 7, what about you?" Pan Shilin said.

"I'm 16."

"I'm number 10!" Lu Yudie handed the ball to the two of them, "This way we won't run into each other directly." ”

"yes." Sang Yi went back to sit in his chair, ready to watch the competition.

Although it was a competition between cultivators, it was only a month, and they had only mastered the surface of a few exercises, and they had already learned the simplest exercises, and they could still only appreciate the first level of entry.

The first group came up with two high school students, and the exercises were used poorly, but most of them were ordinary people, and being able to see the existence of the exercises was enough for them to climax.

"Sang Yi, what do you think? How are they doing? "Pan Shilin also has cultivation, but he can't understand who is strong and who is weak.

"You look slowly, it's not interesting to tell you so early." Sang also wanted Pan Shilin to practice some of his sense of smell.

"If you don't know, you don't know, what are you pretending, our brothers and brothers' ......"

"Did you bring pen and paper?" Sang also asked.

"There's a pen, but no paper." Pan Shilin gave the pen to Sang Yi.

Sang Yi wrote a few strokes in the palm of his hand, and returned the pen to Pan Shilin: "I wrote what I will win in the palm of my hand." You see if you can tell who's winning? ”