Hearing Qian Yongjun's sudden words, the rest of the freshmen on the field were a little confused about what Qian Yongjun meant.

The people on the field withdrew their eyes from Wang Tianyu and them, and then looked at Qian Yongjun.

"Yes is yes, no is no. I don't have any blood at all, what kind of martial arts do I still practice, and I can go home and farm. ”

"Let me ask again, is the treatment of your red-eyed seed students?"

The people on the field reacted and shouted out almost in unison.

"Red-eyed!"

The freshmen of this class of martial arts have all begun to cultivate martial arts, and their physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people.

With so many warriors shouting together, the sound that erupted was absolutely earth-shattering.

"Haha. ”

Hearing the shouts of the students, Qian Yongjun laughed.

"Do you want a place for the seeded students?"

"I want to!"

A similar scene reappeared, only this time the word "want" sounded.

"Then do you have what it takes to become a seed student?"

Qian Yongjun's third question is different from the first two.

Hearing this question, many people's eyes darkened.

There was no unanimous answer, and Qian Yongjun's third question was obviously too realistic.

The student's performance was expected by Qian Yongjun, so he continued to speak.

"Yes, the strength of the vast majority of you is still not up to the selection criteria of the seed cadets. ”

"But what I'm telling you is that a momentary lead doesn't mean anything. Just like me, I wasn't selected for the seeding class at the time. ”

"But then, I became the strongest in my seed class. The first people to be selected for the seeded class were defeated by me one by one. ”

When he said this, Qian Yongjun also glanced at Wang Tianyu and the ten others.

Qian Yongjun used his own personal experience as an example, not only to give ordinary students a hope.

At the same time, Qian Yongjun was also reminding Wang Tianyu of them.

As Qian Yongjun said, a momentary lead does not mean anything.

Qian Yongjun hoped that Wang Tianyu would guard against arrogance and rashness, and not get lost in short-term honor and praise.

As a well-known figure in the school, it is obvious that Qian Yongjun could not have made up such a fact.

"Everyone else can do it, and so can I!"

An example of such a counterattack by the rich brave army is all around him, and the flame of hope in the hearts of ordinary students has been ignited a little more.

After setting goals for ordinary students, Qian Yongjun began to formally organize activities.

"The quota for each batch of seeded students is 20, and now only 10 of you have been selected for this year, and today we will select 10 people from among you to fill this gap. ”

Qian Yongjun's sentence is actually ambiguous.

Because, the remaining 10 places for the seeded students are not chosen from everyone, but from the 20 people on the left side of the podium.

Of course, Qian Yongjun's words are actually true.

Because these 20 people were also selected from all the freshmen of the same class.

Whether it is the progress of cultivation or the ability of actual combat, these twenty people are far ahead of ordinary students.

Then, the selection process officially begins. ”

The moment Qian Yongjun announced the start of the selection, the playground immediately fell silent.

The students are aware that the school makes the selection process public, except for announcing it to the students.

More importantly, the school hopes that through the performance of these outstanding students, more people will be motivated.

At the same time, the battle between these outstanding students, if you watch it carefully, will also have a certain gain for yourself.

The atmosphere in the playground was quiet, except for the sound of footsteps.

The footsteps came from the left side of the rostrum.

The twenty people vying for the seeded student spots, they slowly walked to a table under the rostrum.

At the moment, there is a black box on this table.

There was a round hole in the top of the chest, and the hole was only the size of an arm.

"Let's draw lots, two people with the same number will fight each other, and the winner will get a seeded spot. ”

The draw went on quickly, and the opponents of these 20 people were confirmed as soon as possible.

After the lottery was drawn, someone came and moved the table.

After the table was moved, a round table rose from the ground.

This round platform is also the ring of 20 people!

"Let's get started, you know the rules. If one side lands or is injured, it loses, and the person who wins the first draw goes first. ”

After saying this, Qian Yongjun retreated to his seat and sat down.

Under the gaze of many people, the two people who won the No. 1 lottery jumped onto the round platform.

One of them had a rod and the other an axe.

There is a teacher next to the round platform, who is a referee, and at the same time to be able to stop the game at critical moments.

"Tianyu, do you think which of these two can win?"

Looking at the two people who were in a ball above, Zhu Sirun asked Wang Tianyu's opinion.

"Take the stick. ”

Watching the two fight, although the weapon with the ax is more dominant, but the one with the stick has the upper hand on the round platform.

It is worth mentioning that the two people in the competition are holding real weapons, not things like wooden sticks and axes.

Just like what was said in the freshman training, Wuhan University has a large casualty rate every year.

Because, the battle between martial arts students is all real guys.

With real guys, casualties are inevitable.

The school's explanation for this is that the warrior is an absolute force to resist the invasion of the other world.

Otherworldly creatures don't spare their hands on humans, will they use fake things to fight you?

Therefore, from the very beginning, a warrior must get used to facing the battle of life and death.

"I think so. ”

At the moment when Zhu Sirun's words landed, the student with a stick smashed an iron rod on the wrist of the student with an axe.

"Smack!"

With the axe on the ground, the student with a stick won the game.

And the students who used axes were immediately transferred to be treated.

"Go on!"

The martial arts cultivation level of these freshmen was too low, and the battle between them was similar to a child's play to Qian Yongjun.

Qian Yongjun didn't have much of a mind to watch their game.

Qian Yongjun was a little excited, but the rest of the freshmen watched it with relish!

And so it went on.

Wang Tianyu and Zhu Sirun have been predicting the winner of each match.

Both of them have a good eye, and the results of their judgments are basically correct.

"Let's start on the 10th!"

Finally, the selection has also come to the end.

Seeing the two people who went up in the last game, Wang Tianyu's eyes were also a little focused.

Because of the two people on the stage, one of them is Wang Tianyu's old opponent Yang Guangqing.

Yang Guangqing, like Wang Tianyu, also chose a knife.

"Do you think Yang Guangqing can win?"

Facing Zhu Sirun's question, Wang Tianyu thought about it and said.

"Yang Guangqing's strength is not weak, and it seems that his chances of winning should be a little higher. ”

Wang Tianyu is not the kind of arrogant person, Yang Guangqing's strength is not weak.

In addition, Yang Guangqing is from a martial arts family, and his cultivation resources will not be bad.

Therefore, Wang Tianyu believes that Yang Guangqing has a greater chance of winning this game.

As the referee announced the start of the sound.

Yang Guangqing drew his knife out of its sheath, and then launched an attack first.

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