Chapter 92: Is this Mr. Sun's courage?
After a few seconds, he had probably figured out what had happened.
In the reflection of the sunlight, he faintly saw a crystal clear line.
Maybe that thread can kill you.
"Can't..."
Yu Sheng shook his head: "There is no money to make in the fight, and it is boring to fight." β
"This person is 30,000, is it a deal?"
Yu Sheng looked at some part of the campus and said.
"Yes."
"One more fight, and I'll give you another thirty thousand."
"The old rules, Xu Yuanqing's salary is deducted."
The voice rang out again.
Xu Yuan had already accepted his fate early in the morning, without any rebuttal, and leaned against the wall numbly.
Obviously, the old guy must have spied on the fact that he received 500,000 yuan.
It is impossible to end today without squeezing out these 500,000 yuan.
"Thirty thousand is not enough."
"He's dangerous."
But Yu Sheng shook his head slightly.
"Fifty thousand!"
The sound from the depths was louder again.
Yu Sheng took a deep breath, slowly turned around, and looked at the tombstone boy: "Please advise!" β
With a touch of shame in his eyes, the tombstone boy said: "Actually, I was just a little unwilling to lose, and I didn't have time to use my true ability..."
"I'm only going to make one move."
"Win or lose, I admit that you are better than me."
"At least in the fight to the death, I am far inferior to you."
After saying a few words sincerely, the tombstone boy's expression became solemn.
On the tombstone, there was a little energy.
Immediately after, a black spar was revealed.
The audience was in an uproar.
They had been wondering why they had to carry a tombstone all the time, but they never expected that this tombstone would be his awakening.
That's an exaggeration!
The tombstone boy bit his index finger violently, and seemed to be writing something on the tombstone.
Yu Sheng glanced at it faintly.
The next second, a bow and crossbow appeared in his hand and pointed at him: "You lost." β
Tombstone Junior: ???
"If you write again, I'll pull the trigger."
"I believe you can't write as fast as a crossbow bolt."
Yu Sheng said seriously.
The tombstone boy's hand hanging in mid-air froze, not knowing what to do for a moment.
In his fantasy, this is a decisive battle belonging to the two Tianjiao.
It shouldn't be me waiting for you to make a move.
I'll take it.
Finally, one of them said something convincingly... I'm defeated, is it over?
The script is wrong.
Xu Yuanqing frowned slightly, and wrote a few strokes on the assessment list at random.
'Combat experience is too poor. β
'The mortality rate is high. β
After thinking about it, I filled in a few more strokes.
There is a high probability that you will survive to graduate for the rest of your life, and you can try to tilt resources. β
What the tombstone boy thinks is too naΓ―ve.
Who gives you the opportunity to bite your finger on the real battlefield and write it down one by one.
Even the fools in the reserve know that you are holding back your big move.
Just watch you hold back your big move, and then kill yourself?
Are you crazy, or am I crazy.
Even in the novels published now, I don't dare to write like this, for fear that any child will really believe it, and one day in the future will do it, and then die violently.
"He's not worth thirty thousand."
Xu Yuanqing looked at the depths of the academy and suddenly spoke.
The expression is solemn.
"It's a problem with your judgment and shouldn't be borne by my salary."
"So, thirty thousand, you come out yourself."
"Otherwise, I'll go to the Education Department and sue you."
As he spoke, he took out the ID card of the Deputy Director of Education again and hung it on his clothes.
There was a moment of silence.
"You're right."
"I can give out these 30,000."
"But I don't think you're happy, from now on, you're being fired from the Education Department."
The vice-principal's voice rang out.
Xu Yuanqing was stunned for a moment, and shouted angrily: "Why?!" β
"I am the Director of Education."
"Hmm..."
"The head of the entire Frontier Province."
The vice-chancellor gave a reasonable explanation.
For a while, there were no words.
The salary of the deputy director of the Jiangcheng Education Department is 7,000 yuan a month, which means that... At least more than 70,000 yuan a year... Gone?
Just for the sake of 30,000 yuan?
Xu Yuanqing was a little distracted.
This morning, the blow to him is too great, this is the assessment of new students, this is especially the assessment of his own teacher!
The tombstone boy finally reacted, and dragged the tombstone in a bit of despair, walked to the corner, and didn't say a word.
It looks a little silent.
Obviously, he had realized how stupid his action had just been.
Expose your back to the enemy.
And also wondered why the enemy didn't give him a chance to amplify his moves.
β¦β¦
The assessment continues.
Watching a person walk out, Yu Sheng carefully observed for a moment: "This... Give money? β
"Don't give it!"
Respond from afar.
The rest of his life stubbornly insisted: "You see that he is also very energetic, and he is also a good seedling, at least it is worth it... Five thousand! β
"No money, don't give it."
"Fight normally."
"If you lose, you will be eliminated."
Without any hesitation, the vice-principal's voice spoke again.
The rest of his life suddenly became a little lost.
And the person who came out with confidence was already standing in place sluggishly at this time.
What... Circumstance?
What is the difference between the dialogue between these two people and directly sentencing oneself to death?
The two before lost and gave money to ransom.
I don't have this treatment?
Gritting his teeth, he rushed forward with a disbelievable face, and thirty seconds later...
The guy who had been quietly watching from the kitchen happily ran out, grabbed the man's legs, and threw him along the wall.
The whole process was in everyone's eyes.
The attitude expressed by the Ink Academy is simple.
Here, genius is not worth much.
Too much.
Or, your talent is even more genius than genius.
Either...
Show your value in other ways.
For example... Sun Wen.
He was the fourth to appear, and he kept smiling on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even wait for Yu Xian's hand to suddenly say, "It's time for the academy to be repaired." β
"Tut, look at the old house."
"I heard that there is a new type of equipment that has just been developed, which can mobilize the activity of cells in the body and better absorb demon crystals."
"By the way, there is also a device that can preliminarily detect the degree of matching between the demon core and the awakened object."
"Alas... I've opened dozens of companies to play around. β
"There's so much money that there's nowhere to spend it, but what can I do?"
"By the way, my potential is still nine lines, and it's not a waste..."
Muttered with some distress.
Even before Yu Xian could make a move, the voice of the vice principal in the distance became sharper, and he lost his previous stability: "Classmate... No, Mr. Sun! β
"Welcome to the Ink Academy!"
"Congratulations on being the second student to pass this year."
"I hope that in the next three years, I will have a good time and have a good time at the Mo Academy!"
Faintly, I seemed to hear the sound of swallowing saliva.