Chapter Na'er?
"How far do you think you can go if you compete alone?"
On the sofa, Wu Zhangkong and Long Hengxu were sitting together, both of them looking serious.
This is a very real problem, even though Qiangu Wuji is passionate and wants to break the rules.
But this is not so easy to break after all.
In this competition, due to special reasons, there were even opponents from the fifth and sixth rings, and they were still a complete team.
In this case, with one against seven, Wu Zhangkong is not sure of victory.
Even if he is like this, Qiangu Wuji is now Soul Grandmaster, which is even more impossible.
It was with this in mind that the two came to persuade him.
"Teacher Wu, I think in this competition, you don't necessarily have to win to the end, as long as the important thing is to participate."
Under the serious gazes of the two people, Qiangu Wuji spoke calmly.
Hearing this, the two looked at him in surprise.
Qiangu Wuji explained.
"What I mean is, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, as long as you participate."
In fact, when he participated in this competition, he never thought about winning the championship. Leng Yaozhu meant that he should be as eye-catching as possible to attract the attention of Holy Spirit Cult people.
In this case, it is not necessary to be able to reach the championship. Relying on one person's strength, reaching the top few is already very impressive.
"But..."
Listening to his explanation, Wu Zhangkong and Long Hengxu looked at each other.
The latter hesitated and said.
"But Wuji, you represent Eastsea Academy after all. If you lose too quickly..."
He didn't say the rest of the words, but Qiangu Wuji still understood.
He waved his hand and said very confidently.
"Director Long, don't worry, even if I lose, it will be before entering the finals."
"Huh? You seem very confident?"
Long Hengxu frowned and looked at it.
In fact, he has never seen Qiangu Wuji show his full strength. In his opinion, Qiangu Wuji is a genius with excellent talent, but after all, he is not much stronger due to age restrictions.
Don't talk about him, Wu Zhangkong, as a teacher, can't figure out where Qiangu Wuji's confidence comes from.
Mecha?
That one is very strong, but not enough to make him fight one against seven.
"I'm not very confident anymore, I just feel like I should be able to do it."
Qiangu Wuji shook his head shyly, with burning flames in his eyes.
Seeing this, the two looked at each other again, then sighed and stood up together.
Wu Zhangkong looked at him seriously.
"Originally, I left the team formation to you solely to test your team leadership skills. However, since you chose to face the difficulties alone, I think you should also have your own considerations."
After a pause, he continued.
"But this is a class collective matter after all, and it cannot be decided by you alone."
He pondered, his expression serious and serious.
"Let's do this. I will make a deal with you. In the first game in three days, you will face the second-year Class One. If you can win, then I will agree to let you compete alone."
"If it doesn't work, then Class One will completely abstain from participating in this competition."
Qiangu Wuji nodded, his expression becoming more solemn.
"Teacher Wu, I know, I will work hard."
Although Wu Zhangkong said it very ruthlessly, he also knew that this was the right thing to do. If he participated alone, he would represent not only himself, but also the entire Class One. If the loss was too ugly, it would not only be embarrassing for him, but also the entire Class One.
Wu Zhangkong looked at him deeply and nodded slightly.
"Then I won't disturb you. You can take some exercise these days."
"Okay..."
Just like that, the two left.
Qiangu Wuji stood in the hall, thinking about the problem in his mind.
Going to fight against second graders...
According to the original book, there is no mention of anyone in the second grade Class One being more powerful.
But whatever, for the sake of conservatism, let's make some preparations these days.
After all, this is a pair of sevens, and it is not that easy.
Thinking of this, Qiangu Wuji turned to look at Gu Yue.
"Gu Yue, I will be in seclusion for a while these days. My third Soul Rings is ready to be attached. If anyone comes to me..."
"Well, I understand."
Gu Yue nodded to express his understanding.
In this way, time is slowly moving towards the day when Class Promotion Tournament begins.
This time Eastsea Academy, in order to show its prowess among Federation, the publicity efforts are unprecedentedly powerful.
The amount of money spent on publicity alone is astronomical, not to mention that in order to ensure the quality of this game, they also spent a lot of money to invite teams from famous schools from other coasts.
Although the quantity is not large, the quality is definitely outstanding. For every school that shrinks, the teams that come are basically the ones that can represent that school.
Except Shrek, of course.
Shrek The team arranged to come this time is just an ordinary team from the outer courtyard.
However, it is so confusing that people who know about it have become upset.
Who is this?
This is Shrek from the first college in mainland China!
Even if you are just a student from an external college, that is something that many students will find difficult to achieve in their lifetime.
The night before the game starts.
The team of Shrek finally entered Eastsea City in a mighty manner.
The person in charge of leading the team is a very young female teacher with fiery red hair.
After exiting the Soul Guidance Car station, the red-haired woman turned to look at the boys and girls behind her and said with a smile.
"There is still one day until the competition starts. Please relax today and remember not to embarrass Shrek in tomorrow's exhibition match."
"Teacher Ye, don't worry. How can there be any experts in such a small place? Just watch, let these bumpkins see how powerful we are tomorrow."
Among the team of eight people, the leader was a very strong young man. There was a long and narrow scar on his face, and when he spoke, he gave people a fierce and violent air.
After he finished speaking, the woman named Teacher Ye frowned, but seemed to have considered something, and finally just nodded calmly.
"Okay, let's talk about how to raise them later. There is still some time now, so you can make your own arrangements. We will gather at Eastsea Hotel later."
After finishing speaking, Teacher Ye turned to look at a silver figure in the crowd.
Looking at that petite figure, her tense face revealed a touch of tenderness.
She smiled and walked over slowly.
"Na'er, do you want to go with the teacher?"
This silver-haired little girl is none other than Na'er.
In one month, Na'er has changed a lot. Her hair is longer and her height is also a little taller. If she was petite and cute originally, she can already feel a bit girly now.
At this time, the girl was standing obediently in the crowd, her beautiful big eyes rolling around.
Everyone saw it and were amused by her cute and cute appearance.
The leading bald boy came out, walked up to Na'er with a smile, bent down slightly, and showed what he thought was a friendly smile.
"Na'er, do you want to go with brother Batian? Brother Batian will buy you something delicious."