On Friday morning, Ke Zhenxi was eating breakfast in a melancholy mood, thinking that his natal summoning beast turned out to be a duck, and the cheap ham didn't taste good.

"Zhenxi!" De Gaulle hurriedly sat opposite Ke Zhenxi with a plate, and without waiting for Ke Zhenxi to speak, he said, "I heard that you signed a natal summoning beast contract with a duck egg?"

"Who told you?" Ke Zhenxi excitedly put down half of the ham sausage and asked loudly. He originally wanted to hide this matter, but he didn't expect it to spread the next day.

"That aristocratic girl named Kusada-Nami, yesterday the reporter of Endeavor interviewed her. De Gaulle said, taking a sip of goat's milk.

"What!" Ke Zhenxi only felt dizzy, and then he saw the scrolling subtitles on the wall playing the front-page headline of Endeavour.

"Unprecedentedly, our student Martin Zhenxi signs a natal contract with Duck Egg"

According to reliable sources from this newspaper, yesterday, Martin Zhenxi, a student of our school, successfully signed a natal contract with a duck egg.

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Nami Kusada, who was present at the time, briefly described the scene to this editor: "It's really incredible, the three of us quickly signed a contract with the spirit beast egg that suits us. But Martin didn't succeed until the afternoon, and all the eggs were tried. I'll tell you, he had a problem with the entrance exam, and we all suspected that he wasn't qualified to learn summoning at all. ”

Later, the boss gave him a duck egg and told him to go back and practice the spell more. Unexpectedly, on the way, he successfully signed a contract. ”

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Dear students, this is the most bizarre thing that this editor has encountered over the years, is this duck egg an ordinary duck egg? What will the hatched duck look like? Welcome to follow our follow-up interview. We're going to set up a back-to-back story on this matter.

Editor in charge: Tadu-Jiuxi

Ke Zhenxi put down the bread weakly, and cursed Nami in his heart.

"Is it true?" said de Gaulle, who seemed to be very serious about the matter.

Ke Zhenxi didn't speak, but nodded.

"Great, you tell me the details, I need first-hand information. De Gaulle looked like he was dancing.

"What do you mean?" Ke Zhenxi frowned, with a sense of foreboding.

"I'm now an intern reporter for Happy Freedom, and with your first-hand information, I'll be able to turn regular soon. ”

"You are shameless!" Ke Zhenxi said angrily, he felt betrayed, "I still treat you as a friend!"

De Gaulle looked at Ke Zhenxi with sincere eyes and said: "I'm helping you, if it were other reporters, especially Endeavour, they would definitely distort the facts and discredit you in order to attract readers." If I were to do the report, I would try to tell everyone the truth as objectively and truthfully as possible. ”

Ke Zhenxi didn't wait to speak, when he suddenly saw a few students with pens and Ben coming towards him, and said as he walked: "Found it, there, hurry!"

De Gaulle looked at it and said, "Oh no, it's from Endeavour." ”

"You've got to help me. Ke Zhenxi hurriedly stood up, and he didn't care about eating.

"Run! I'll hold them back. ”

Ke Zhenxi didn't care about anything else, hurriedly picked up the bread and ran, and on the way he attracted the curious eyes of many classmates, because there was a video of his spell in the newspaper.

Because of this incident, Ke Zhenxi's reputation has spread all over the school.

In "Goblin Throwing Class", Ke Zhenxi, who was originally unknown, suddenly became the focus of attention of his classmates.

"Martin-san, did you really make a contract with Duck Egg?" The boy named Goying-Xinglin was the best student in the Goblin Throwing class, he was short and thin, but his head appeared to be large, and although he was human, he looked like a goblin.

Before Ke Zhenxi could answer, other students also rushed to "interview":

"Is it really a contract for the Natal Summoning Technique?"

"Will you be as short-lived as a duck?"

The classmates kept chattering and asking, and Ke Zhenxi felt that his head was too big.

"Ahem. Columbia Brin coughed twice and walked up to everyone, his gaze lingering on Ke Zhenxi for a moment, and then scanning all the classmates.

When everyone saw the teacher coming, they all quieted down.

"Before today's class, I would like to tell you about the number of places for the freshman training. ”

The 32 students present cheered up one by one, which is also a matter of great concern to them.

"I don't ask any of you who want to participate, I think as long as you are enterprising young people, you want to participate. If you want to stand out from the crowd, you need strength, and I only have one place, and this place has to go through the play-offs to participate in the final experience. So, I can only choose the strongest of you. Brother Ying, would you like to participate?"

Everyone's envious eyes looked at Ge Ying Xinglin, and for a while, this inconspicuous classmate became the focus of everyone.

The boy named Ge Ying-Xinglin nodded solemnly and said, "I am willing to accept the challenge, thank you for the teacher's trust." ”

This place for Xinglin is expected, and the students all know Xinglin's strength, but at this time, there is a discordant voice.

"It's not fair!" Ke Zhenxi said inappropriately, "I want to participate too, why give him a quota?"

"Even if I give you a quota, you can't pass the preliminaries, and you still can't participate. Brin looked indifferent and spoke calmly.

"As a teacher, you should treat everyone equally, and I don't accept what you say about me. Ke Zhenxi shouted righteously, looking very rude.

Brin closed his mouth and let out a heavy breath with his nose before he spoke slowly: "Since you say so, I can let everyone decide the quota through a spell competition, who else wants a quota?"

They looked at me, I looked at you, and they didn't speak. The foundation of the students who signed up for this class was not very good, and they also knew that Xinglin was indeed a superior talent in spells. When the time comes, you can't beat him, and it hurts the harmony, so there's no need.

"In that case, you two will compete for this spot through a spell competition. Brin said slowly. He thought that it was normal for young people to be competitive, and it was not a good thing to use Xinglin's hand to frustrate Ke Zhenxi's spirit. Thinking of this, he stopped being angry.

After simple preparations, Ke Zhenxi held the wooden sword he used for practice and waited for it. Xinglin, who he was facing, was holding a large cloth bag in his left hand, which was filled with a fist-sized log.

"Offended!" Ke Zhenxi, who had drunk in advance, was not polite, and used the "alcohol mana" to slash over with a sword, his figure was erratic, just like a drunk who was drunk.

Xinglin held his breath and stared, observing the other party's erratic pace, his eyes flashed, and he took out the wooden ball and threw it with mana.

The wooden ball drew a straight line in the air, drawing a green line of mana, and hit Ke Zhenxi's abdomen.

Ke Zhenxi hurriedly dodged, barely dodging the wooden ball. Before he could gain a foothold, one after another wooden balls of mana accumulated power smashed towards him.

He dodged and blocked with a wooden sword, which could be said to be difficult to move an inch.

Ge Ying-Xinglin is worthy of being a student who is favored by the teacher, and this throwing technique is impeccable in terms of speed, strength and accuracy, which is not at all something that Ke Zhenxi can deal with.

Finally, a wooden ball smashed the wooden sword in his hand, and another wooden ball hit his thigh, he felt a sharp pain, half knelt on the ground, raised his head, and saw that a wooden ball had appeared in front of his face, and in less than half a second, his face would be opened.

"Is this the difference in strength?" Ke Zhenxi had a feeling of despair, and his heart hurt more than the pain in his legs.

At that moment, a green light streaked across and knocked the ball away.

It was Brin who threw the mana stone and saved him.

"Martin-san, are you convinced this time?" Brin looked at Ke Zhenxi with a serious face.

"I'm not convinced, the training will start in April next year, and the knockout round will start in February, and I still have a few months to improve my strength!"

"Martin-san!" Brin, who had always been calm, finally couldn't help but scold loudly, "You have already competed, this place will not be given to you, if you don't want to take my class, let me leave." ”

Ke Zhenxi looked down at the teacher who was as short as a little old man, and there was an angry expression on the other party's face. He looked at his classmates, including Xinglin, and it was a sympathetic expression.

"Everybody thinks I'm a fool. Ke Zhenxi was very sad at this moment, he lowered his head silently and did not say another word.

He had felt the strength brought by the Pulse Punch Technique, and thought that he would learn the spell very easily. However, it backfired, and he did not show any higher than ordinary talent in spells. He also only took the "Goblin Throwing" class for a month, and Xinglin could already use this spell in actual combat, but he couldn't. He also used to underestimate this unattractive classmate, but now he understands that he is the one who should be underestimated.

He came from another world, but he didn't have any advantages to speak of, and the only starting funds came from the enemy's nephew, how ironic it was.

After a while, the teacher began to lecture, but he did not listen to a word.