Freshmen assessment elimination round.
The afternoon school bell sounded like a clarion call for battle, and the knockout round of thirty-two to sixteen instantly ignited the flames of war in various assessment areas. The air was filled with the buzz of Soul Power collision, mixed with the shouts of boys and girls, and the tense atmosphere was suddenly filled.
It can be said that Freshman Class One stole the show in this round-robin competition. After the fierce competition from 64 to 32, a total of ten teams from class one successfully advanced! This number is not only the best in this competition, but also extremely rare in the history of the Shrek Academy.
If compared with a certain "established trajectory", this number has doubled. This can be called a miraculous change. Tracing back to the root cause, it is largely attributed to the "great achievement" of a certain "woman named Dragon" who brazenly bloomed four Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings on the first day of school and "sent" a class of former class teachers into the Medical Pavilions on the spot.
In order to calm down the matter and appease "that adult", the academy gave a lot of compensation to Class 1. Not only did it adopt his suggestions and arranged for the gentle and knowledgeable Wang Yan to take over the class, it also formulated a more scientific training plan. With this set of combinations, it would be difficult for the overall strength of the Class 1 students to improve by leaps and bounds.
In Assessment Area No. 8, when Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao arrived, their opponents were already waiting there. What was slightly surprising was that the three opponents were all girls with outstanding looks.
The girl standing at the front was tall and slender, with short blond hair and neat and sassy hair. She crossed her arms across her chest, and her aqua blue eyes carried undisguised scrutiny. She glanced at Huo Yuhao in turn, with a leader-like calmness.
Behind her, a red-haired girl stood with her arms folded. Her fire-like hair color was eye-catching enough, but what was even more shocking was the coldness around her that kept strangers away, and her red eyes seemed to be filled with frost. At first glance, this cold and unruly temperament was somewhat similar to the "Fire Phoenix Heavenly Maiden" before she was tamed by "Little Senior Sister".
In sharp contrast to the cold and arrogant red-haired girl, is the green-haired girl next to her. Her long light green hair hangs down softly. She stands there quietly, with water waves seeming to flow in her dark green eyes, with a natural timidity and gentleness, which makes people unconsciously feel protective.
At this moment, on the viewing platform, a woman with white hair like snow and a beautiful face was inspecting the game that was about to start below. Thirty-two to sixteen was crucial, and she was looking for the three children with great potential that Wang Yan mentioned.
"Hey, Teacher Zhou, I heard that you were suspended from your job for some reason not long ago and were reinstated recently? What a 'congratulations'." A beautiful voice with a bit of customary ridicule came from behind, interrupting her thoughts. The owner of the voice, a female teacher who looked about thirty years old, slowly stepped forward and stood side by side with Zhou Yi.
Zhou Yi turned around after hearing the words. When he saw the person coming, his face did not show the usual tit-for-tat. Instead, he showed a gentle smile, "It's Teacher Mu Jin. It's been a long time since I last saw you, and you still care about me so much."
Mu Jin's smile froze for a moment. Zhou Yi's abnormal calmness was like a ball of cotton that was relieving her strength. All the vitriol she had prepared was thrown away. She was so depressed that she couldn't make a sound. She could only point to District 8: "I just looked at the draw. What a coincidence. Your seed team happened to meet the seed of our class. Guess, who can win?"
Zhou Yi looked at the three girls with their own characteristics in the audience, and recognized that they were the team that Mu Jin had devoted their efforts to. He said calmly, "The game has not started yet, and the outcome is still unknown."
"Oh, it's better than before..."
Mu Jin habitually wanted to say something sarcastic to her, but in the middle of the sentence, her eyes were fixed on Zhou Yi's face, and her voice suddenly stopped and turned into unbelievable shock, "... Huh? Huh?! You, your face... actually... how... how..."
Don't blame her for losing her composure, the Zhou Yi in front of her has long since shed off her pretense of old age, revealing her original clear face. Mu Jin has known her for many years, and they were even love rivals. The last time she saw Zhou Yi's true appearance was when she and Fan Yu confirmed their relationship many years ago.
Zhou Yi raised his hand, gently brushed his smooth cheek, faced Mu Jin's shocked eyes, and said calmly, "Is it surprising? I just met a 'noble person' and was 'awakened'. Those paranoid practices in the past, which not only tortured students, but also imprisoned myself... were wrong, so I changed it."
She paused and looked at Mu Jin sincerely. "Speaking of which, I have something else I want to talk to you about."
Mu Jin was still immersed in the double impact of Zhou Yi's dramatic change in appearance and frank words, and subconsciously asked, "What? Are you... looking for... looking for me?"
"Yes."
Zhou Yi took a deep breath, bowed slightly to Mu Jin, and said in a calm but clear voice, "Teacher Mu, back then I ignored your pleading and insisted on expelling your brother, ruining a child's future and hurting your family. I was wrong about this."
"At that time, I was blinded by the so-called 'strictness', and my methods were ruthless, and I thought I was doing it for the good of the students." She raised her eyes, her eyes showing no dodge of frankness and guilt, "Now that I think about it, I was totally wrong. I'm sorry, I have owed you this apology for so long."
She said, taking out two exquisitely crafted boxes from Storage Soul Tool.
"These are two pieces of Soul Tool that Fan Yu and I built for your siblings. I know that no matter how good the things are, they can't erase the scars of the past. This is not to make up for it, but... it's just my intention that I must express. Please accept it."
"Apologise?"
When Zhou Yi handed over the two pieces of Soul Tool, Mu Jin's eyes quickly swept over them as if they were burned - there were Fan Yu's unique forging lines on them. The joy of revenge in her heart just arose, and she was drowned by a deeper sadness.
She did not pick up the box, but raised a cold and sarcastic arc at the corner of her mouth. "Zhou Yi, do you think you made a 'wrong' and sent something made by Fan Yu, and the debt between us can be wiped out? My brother's future, and the humiliation of waiting for three hours outside your office but not being able to get in, can these things make up for it?"
At this moment, a tall figure appeared silently beside Zhou Yi, it was Fan Yu. He looked at Mu Jin with complicated eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Mu Jin, Zhou Yi is truly repentant. The influence of Dean Long has made her change a lot."
"You... you teamed up with her to bully me."
Seeing Fan Yu appear, especially hearing his words to defend Zhou Yi, the thorn in Mu Jin's heart was pierced deeper.
She suppressed the sour feeling on the tip of her nose, straightened her back, glanced between Zhou Yi and Fan Yu, and sneered, "Repent sincerely? A lot has changed? OK, but..."
She raised her voice and said, "I heard my apology, sorry, I can't reach my heights! Zhou Yi, it's not so easy to settle the accounts of the past!"
After saying that, she stopped looking at Zhou Yi and Fan Yu, turned around, and walked to the other side of the high platform, leaving only a stubborn back. Her fingers clenching the railing were slightly white from exertion, showing that her heart was far from as calm as she appeared.
Zhou Yi looked at Mu Jin's back, sighed softly, and took back the gift. Some wounds require time to get close to, and words are the palest thing at this time. Fan Yu patted her shoulder, and everything was left unsaid.
Off the stage, the three Huo Yuhao knew nothing about the turmoil on the high stage and were completely focused on the opponent in front of them.
"Both parties enter with the same name!"
In the No. 8 assessment area, six people from both sides stood in order. The Huo Yuhao team was still in the standard formation of Wang Dong in the front, Xiao Xiao in the middle, and Huo Yuhao in the back. Their opponents, three girls with different appearances, quietly changed their formations. The red-haired and green-haired girls stepped forward at the same time, protecting the blond girl behind them.
"Freshman Class Nine, Wu Feng. Level 28 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master." The red-haired girl's voice was cold and arrogant, with an undisguised edge.
"Freshman Class Nine, Nanmen Yun'er, level 26 agility attack type Battle Soul Master." The green-haired girl's soft voice was in sharp contrast to Wu Feng.
The last voice came calmly from behind the two girls. "Freshman Class Nine, Ning Tian, thirty-level auxiliary system Tool Soul Elder."
Level 32! Soul Elder!
Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong, and Xiao Xiao were shocked at the same time. They never expected that in the 32nd to 16th competition, they would encounter Soul Elder-level powerhouses who were very rare among the freshmen this year, and they turned out to be Soul Master, an auxiliary system whose training speed is usually slower than Battle Soul Master!
The talent and resources represented by the twelve-year-old three-ring Soul Elder are beyond the ordinary scope. It also means that the opponent not only has a stronger Soul Power, but also has the third Soul Skill that determines the outcome of the battle!
On the high platform watching the battle, Mu Jin's eyes were full of confidence and expectation. She had absolute confidence in the abilities of her three students, especially Ning Tian. She glanced at Zhou Yi not far away. However, she saw that Zhou Yi's face was still calm, and she was just staring at the audience intently, as if the title of "Thirty-level Soul Elder" did not put much pressure on her.
Under the stage, Wang Dong Light Goddess Butterfly's dazzling blue-gold wings have unfolded, and the gorgeous brilliance instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Freshman Class One, Wang Dong, Level 28 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
The battle broke out the moment the invigilator waved his arm!
Wu Feng transformed into a red stream of light and rushed towards Wang Dong, with the fiery breath of Dragon's Fire blowing towards his face. Nanmen Yun'er was like a breeze, its figure was erratic, and its target was pointed directly at Huo Yuhao behind it.
On the top of a tall building in the distance, a slender figure with silver hair stood in the wind, his silver hair trembling slightly in the wind. He looked down at the No. 8 assessment area below with great interest. His original intention was to observe the growth progress of the three little ones, Huo Yuhao, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted to the red-haired girl in the other team.
The girl let out a squeal, and her delicate body suddenly bounced up, and a hot breath burst out from her body along with a dragon's roar. Her body grew a lot under Martial Soul Possession, and the originally fitting school uniform was torn, revealing a very elastic red leather jacket underneath, outlining her beautiful curves, which were beginning to take shape, especially her pair of slender and powerful thighs that were particularly eye-catching.
'Sure enough, it's the game in the original work. Red Dragon Martial Soul... This aura is quite pure in quality, a bit like... well, like an energetic little Fire Dragon?'
The "silver-haired woman" commented secretly in her mind, and then came up with a somewhat nonsensical idea: However, this Martial Soul Possession also comes with a special effect of exploding clothes? Shrek's school uniform funds are probably a bit tight...'
He was secretly complaining about the visually impactful transformation effect, when suddenly, a familiar scent quietly approached him. A subtle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he pretended not to know.
The next moment, there was a soft and hot touch on my back, followed by a tightening around my waist, and I was already being hugged tightly from behind.