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What is the concept of 100,000 points?

Kill ten fifth-level demonic beasts equivalent to the Great Magician, or one sixth-level demonic beast.

As for the more low-level Warcraft, it is completely unrealistic, there are only ten heads, counting the fourth-level Warcraft, it is equivalent to killing ten heads every day, and it can accumulate a hundred fourth-level Warcraft in ten days. The last one may be clearly unrealistic.

But are the other possibilities realistic?

Except for Richta, Dios, and Loreger, everyone else was thinking about possibilities.

Herman's figure flashed, and the next second he appeared next to the teacher in charge of statistics on the first-grade side, and sensed it from the cloth bag.

Inside this cloth bag, there was a sixth-level demonic beast's soul fire quietly suspended!

Sixth-level Warcraft, equivalent to the Title Magician-level Deposit, how did Duke get this kid?

Herman was thinking, and the others were also thinking, but after thinking for a while, Herman still felt that he should not bother anymore, and just ask Duke, he smiled a little awkwardly, and said, "If I ask, are you going to sue me, you picked this up?"

"Yes, yes, you're amazing, just guess!"

Duke nodded again and again, making Herman, who was watching this scene, say in his heart, it's your aunt, who do you want to fool without thinking and remembering so quickly, without thinking and remembering at all?

Duke is actually a little weak-hearted, after all, this is not really picked up, but given to him by the old man Lawrence, but he has a horizontal neck, anyway, he has made up his mind, this is picked up, whoever asks will say that he picked it up, and he wants me to tell the truth?

"Who are you fooling, you go pick up another one for me to try!"

Herman shouted at Duke regardless of his image, and the other students, teachers, and professors all looked at Herman in disbelief.

But he obviously didn't notice this, but kept staring at Duke, because the soul fire is of great use to the academy, and this time letting the students go to the place of trial is not just to assess the number of places to enter the secret realm of Stan, not only to train the students, but also for the sake of these souls, otherwise he, the dean, will not be a loser, and he will not directly exchange the soul fire for huàn points according to the tenfold difference, such a time to exchange huàn, will directly make the countless magic weapons accumulated in the academy empty a lot at once, and the inventory that was supposed to last for a few more years to be used to train more students is completely unnecessary to consume so much first。

And the soul fire is the most important part of a demonic beast's body, in addition to the magic crystal, as for the body of the demonic beast, it is also a part of the body, or mixed with some other heavenly and earthly treasures, so that the alchemist can refine some equally powerful pills, among which the soul fire plays a role in guiding the medicinal power, and the high-level soul fire can even make the pill a little more spiritual, make the medicine better, and improve the quality of the pill.

If Duke could tell the origin of these soul fires, it would be very good news for Herman. If Duke said that this soul fire was the result of his hard work to slay the demonic beast, it means that Duke's strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and it is also worth rejoicing.

But Duke's answer now made Herman unsure.

"Okay, let them come!"

Duke smiled innocently, then moved out of the way, letting the little fox behind him to the front of the line.

The little fox lazy red handed over the cloth bag in his hand.

"Ten thousand... Thousand...... One hundred points!"

The teacher in charge of statistics felt that the world was starting to go crazy, although this girl's cloth bag did not have a sixth-level soul fire, but a fifth-level, a fourth-level, and a third-level soul fire were lying quietly inside, and when he looked at it, the hand holding the cloth bag couldn't help but shake again.

The other people in the Brave Square heard the statistics teacher's trembling voice, so there was another uproar, and all kinds of discussions continued, looking at this girl who didn't come out very much, and didn't have much strength, thinking about how she could get the fifth-level soul fire.

After the little fox finished registering, she quietly walked behind Duke, blushing, her little heart fluttering, this was the first time that so many people paid attention to her, such a thing made her, a girl with two obvious orc characteristics, always have an inferior idea in her heart, never dare to speak loudly in front of others, quarrel loudly, has been quiet, like a dark orchid, if it weren't for her peerless face, plus have a talent that only a few people know, maybe she would be like those girls of her own race, reduced to other people's everything。

After the little fox retreated, Nia, who was sitting on Ian's shoulder, flew up to the statistics teacher, conjured a cloth bag out of nowhere, and handed it to the teacher.

"Also... Also, eleven thousand one hundred points!"

The statistics teacher finally had some immunity, so he was not too surprised, put away the cloth bag, handed it to the teacher who was in charge of his work behind him, registered Nia's information, and gestured casually, it has been recorded.

"Eleven thousand two hundred points!"

"Eleven thousand three hundred points!"

"Eleven thousand one hundred points!"

“......”

“......”

"Eleven thousand two hundred points!"

When there are too many things, in the eyes or ears of others, they will become numb, and they will feel bland, and even feel that it should be like this, if there is no such thing, it is not normal.

With the twelve people behind Duke, each of them registered with more than 11,000 points.

The way everyone looked at these new students was completely different.

Eyes of envy, jealousy, and even hatred began to pass on to Duke, or the little fox.

In the face of other people's various responsible feelings, it is completely impossible to let Duke be affected in the slightest bit, even when Duke is dreaming.

"Hahaha, I said I picked it up, but I didn't believe it, now I believe it, right?"

Duke walked up to Herman and slapped him on the shoulder a few times to show his disbelief in his price.

Herman was slapped a few times by Duke, and he didn't feel it at all, he didn't feel the joy of getting so many high-level soul fires, but he faintly began to worry about whether it would be a little unfair to other students after Duke stirred it up like this, not to mention Duke himself, his strength must be in the top twenty among first-year students, there is no doubt about it. But what about the others, those who followed him, who were separated by him with the soul fire, did they have the strength, did they enter the secret realm of Stan, could they get the test they deserved, and then really grow? After all, this is a world where strength is respected, and there is no corresponding strength and talent, especially at this critical time, is it really feasible to waste such an opportunity?

Therefore, Herman was entangled, not knowing how to deal with this matter, not only to make the other students feel fair, but also not to make Duke's side feel cold, after all, no one has stipulated that you can't give soul fire to your companions!

It's so hard! This kid is just looking for trouble for himself!

Herman glanced at Duke and wanted to dissect him directly.

......

"Forty-five thousand points!"

At the same time, the statistics teacher, who was in charge of the fourth-graders, shouted.

This shout appeared so timely that it immediately attracted everyone's attention. This is the second highest score ever heard today.

When the others looked in, they saw that the fourth-graders who were waiting to be registered, were really the best students in the fourth-year, or in the whole house-Marcos.

Marcos always seemed so suave and elegant.

"30,000 points!"

After Marcos, the statistics teacher shouted out another high score, 30,000 points, which is the third highest score in the current position, and the one who got such points was a girl in a fiery red dress, the only girl under Marcos, Vivian.

"Twenty thousand points!"

"Twenty-three thousand points!"

"Thirty-one thousand points!"

When all the members of Marcos' team were registered and stood behind Marcos, this represented the most powerful team in the academy, and the statistics were finally completed.

For this kind of strength, the eyes of the other students were not as complicated as when they looked at Duke, and some just worshipped.

They all believed that these soul fires were obtained by Marcos himself with his own hands, and not picked up by the freshman who fell into the dung pit and walked away with shit luck.

"No wonder he didn't want our points in the first place, I see!"

Marcos touched his nose and whispered to the players behind him in a small and slightly embarrassed voice.

"Haha, there aren't many people who let you touch your nose with ashes, boss, I like this kid more and more. "Caspar is afraid of Marcos, but it's okay to make these jokes with the boss when it doesn't matter.

"Boss, look!"

This is Vivien seeing Duke waving at them, and reminding Marcos to look over the first year.

"Hahaha, little brother. You guys are really amazing, you can get so many points, yes, it's really my little brother!"

Duke laughed and waved to Marcos, because the distance was exactly one diagonal and a little bit farther, so Duke had to shout at the top of his voice, so whoever it was, as long as everyone in the Plaza of the Brave heard Duke's words.

"I'll go, this kid is calling Marcos?"

"He's tickling the skin, so he's going to be beaten. ”

"No, look at Marcos's look, there is no objection, and there is no ugliness!"

"That's true!"

"What the hell is going on, who's going to explain!"

The crowd who were originally a little indignant by Duke and his party for picking up countless high-level soul fires were extremely excited after hearing that Marcos's side had 6 consecutive high scores. But then, Duke called Marcos's little brother, and Marcos didn't object or get angry, so he was so dizzy that he couldn't tell the difference between southeast and northwest.

"It's Duke, don't worry, I haven't forgotten our agreement, but you have to come on, otherwise I won't recognize this boss!"

Marcos waved at Duke in the same way, and grinned as well.

“......”

"Has the world changed? Why can't I understand it? ”

"What is this for, a high-level archmage actually made a bet with a freshman. ”

"Marcos actually... Did you really admit it? What kind of agreement did they have between them?"

"You idiots, with the strength of the horse boss, no matter what the bet is, will he lose?"

"It's also ......"

Everyone present was disturbed by such a wave of unsettled events, like a thorn in the throat, all kinds of uncomfortable, all kinds of unsmooth.