The defeat in this match made Wu Feng stomp his feet in anger; they had originally hoped to compete for the championship.
Unexpectedly, they were eliminated in the round of 32 to 16.
All three of them tried their best, but in the end, their team was completely defeated by that person who gave them two free throws. They could only blame the opponent for being too strong.
"Why are you going against him? It's just one game lost. People should be content. It would have been quite difficult for us to win the championship with our abilities anyway," Nanmen Yun'er asked, turning her head to the side.
"Hmph! That guy is even more arrogant than me, I can't stand him." Wu Feng put his hands on his hips, a spark seemingly flying in his eyes.
"Actually, that person has quite a few good points; you should look at things from a positive perspective," Nanmen Yun'er added.
"Is there?"
Nanmen Yun'er nodded obediently, then asked Hong Lei, "I think he's quite handsome, what do you think, Little Lei?"
"Yeah, yeah, Yun'er." At this moment, Hong Lei could only nod along. Although he was reluctant to admit it, he had to admit that the guy was indeed handsome enough to make people jealous.
But there was nothing he could do; Teacher Mu treated these girls like treasures.
If they were even slightly unhappy Teacher Mu would take it out on herself, dragging them to her office for a good scolding.
That's absolutely tragic.
"It's better to go along with them, as long as I don't suffer," Hong Lei thought to himself.
"Alright, let's go." Wu Feng waved his hand and said no more.
On the viewing platform, Mu Jin was completely stunned; she couldn't even believe her eyes.
My three favorite seeded players have lost like this.
And they lost so quickly, in less than two minutes, even though one of them had given away two hands.
" Zhou Yi, your student is just as arrogant as you!" Mu Jin said, snapping out of her daze.
Zhou Yi seemed not to have heard these words, her gaze fixed on the backs of Cao Yu and the others, her expression one of satisfaction.
"Remember our bet, let's go." As she spoke, she took the lead and walked towards the steps of the high platform.
As he passed by Mu Jin, he gave her a Leng Leng glance but said nothing. Then, he leaped off the twenty-meter-high platform.
Fan Yu, standing beside Zhou Yi, didn't even glance at Mu Jin before gracefully landing and following her.
Then Mu Jin walked off the stage until she encountered Wu Feng and the other two.
Seeing Mu Jin standing before her, Wu Feng's pretty face couldn't help but show a hint of shame. " Teacher Mu, we lost."
Just thinking about Zhou Yi's arrogant demeanor made her furious.
After calming her resentment, Mu Jin said, "A loss is a loss, but we must learn from it. You have already passed the freshman assessment. Competition with them will definitely reappear in the future. Wu Feng, go back and get some rest."
"Thank you, Teacher Mu."
After taking Xiao Xiao out for a meal, they returned and brought some food for Wang Dong.
Cao Yu didn't return to his dormitory until it was almost dark.
"Thank you." Wang Dong ate the food he brought back; it was still warm and tasted quite good.
"Remember to pay," Cao Yu said casually, his back to him.
Wang Dong paused in his eating, then continued picking at his food, saying, "Hey, Cao, what am I going to do if I don't have any money?"
No money? Then work for me.
"Screw you, you never say anything nice," Wang Dong muttered, pretending nothing had happened.
He didn't approach Cao Yu until he had finished eating and packed his things.
Wang Dong smiled slyly and said, "Doesn't meditating together speed up cultivation?"
"But I'm a little sleepy and want to go to sleep. What should I do?" As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yu lay down on the bed, covered himself with the blanket, and prepared to have a sweet dream.
Wang Dong widened his beautiful big eyes, "I don't care, cultivation will make us progress, we must seize every moment."
Then I sat down beside him and pulled him up.
"Isn't this annoying? You have to cultivate every day. You weren't like this before." Helpless, Cao Yu had no choice but to sit up.
But Wang Dong didn't say anything more. He stared straight at him, raised his hands, pressed his palms together, and his Soul Power quickly circulated within their bodies.
After one night.
The next morning, Cao Yu and his two companions appeared at the draw ceremony for the round of 16.
The competition lasted only one day, eliminating most of the freshmen. The teams that remained to continue competing on the second day were the top sixteen teams from this year's freshman assessment.
"There are sixteen groups left. Besides myself and my two teammates, there are forty-five other freshmen," Wang Dong said quietly.
"Hey, look, isn't that Huang Chutian and his group?" Xiao Xiao said, pointing to a spot not far away. Soon, Cao Yu and Wang Dong also spotted them.
Cao Yu smiled and said, "I didn't expect them to make it into the top sixteen as well."
Wang Dong nodded and said, "That's unexpected."
There were many more people on the viewing platform today than yesterday; the platform was already packed with people even before the match started.
In the center of that platform, there was an empty space of about three square meters.
An old man with disheveled hair and tattered clothes sat there, his bare feet propped up on the edge of the platform, drinking wine from a large purplish-red gourd.
There were several roasted chicken legs on oil paper next to him, and he was holding a chicken leg in his hand, taking a sip of wine and a bite of meat, eating with great relish.
Those who were able to climb onto the high platform to watch the battle were all teachers from the Shrek Academy, but no one approached the old man, and no one questioned him.
" Xuan Zi, you've arrived." Wang Yan respectfully walked to the disheveled old man's side and greeted him in a low voice.
"Hmm." The old man merely grunted and continued eating and drinking.
"That must be Little Yu and the others, right?" Xuan Zi pointed at Cao Yu and his two companions below the viewing platform, taking another bite of a chicken leg, and asked unhurriedly.
Wang Yan was slightly surprised and asked, " Xuan Zi, do you know them?"
"Hmm, be nicer to them if you run into them in the future, especially Little Yu. Alright, you can go now, I need to watch their match." Xuan Zi shook his wine gourd impatiently. Seeing this, Wang Yan wisely left, not wanting to bother the old man any longer.
With the draw complete, the elimination round of the freshmen assessment, from sixteen to eight, officially began.
"Both sides, state your names. Prepare for the match," the proctor said in a deep voice.
The boy, who was as big as a mountain of flesh, suddenly stomped his foot on the ground, causing his fat to jiggle.
"My name is Xie Huanyue, freshman class two, level thirty-four Power Attack System Soul Elder."
"Class 2, Freshmen, Luo Tianlong, Level 26 Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master."
"Class 2, Freshmen, Luo Tianba, Level 25 Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master."
[ps] Day 1 of my diary being published: Requesting support!
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