Douluo 2: I transmigrated as Huo Yuhao's own sister

The six core disciples of Class [-], Grade [-], led by two head teachers and deputy class teachers, left the teaching building with their longing and passion for the future, and went all the way to the Soul Fighting Area.

The Soul Fighting District was unusually quiet today.

The usual warm spirit-fighting atmosphere was no longer there. Dozens of people stood in the field under the leadership of the teacher. They didn't say anything, but their eyes were searching everywhere.

Huo Yunche and the other four also looked around at the people present with curiosity.

They were not the first class to arrive.In addition to several classmates they met during the freshmen assessment, they also met many seniors with different talents, but the most outstanding among them were Beibei, Xu Sanshi and Jiang Nannan.

"Hey, don't tell me, Brother Xu looks really reliable when he's pretending." Wang Dong put one hand on Huo Yuhao's shoulder and whispered to the other three, biting their ears.

Xu Sanshi sneezed silently. He looked up at the sky inexplicably, and then tightened his collar. Wasn't he sick?Or is it foreshadowing something?Bah, bah, bah, don't think nonsense!Good ones are not right, wrong ones are not right, good spirits are not effective when they are bad, and good spirits are not effective when they are bad!

"Indeed." The three of them looked at Xu Sanshi's stern face, and they all nodded in agreement. It was indeed quite deceptive, but it would have been better if the erratic eyes were retracted.

Xiao Xiao's gaze only stayed on Xu Sanshi's face for two seconds before moving away. She silently linked the only information she had with the faces present in her mind, and suddenly froze on a unique figure, "Xiao Xiao Yun Che, Yu Hao, isn't that Teacher Fan Yu who teaches you soul guidance tools? Does the soul guidance department also participate in this assessment? Do you know the tall, dark-faced man behind him?"

Huo Yunche looked in the direction of Xiao Xiao's finger.

Wuhu, isn’t this with senior brother? !
"Ang, that's Senior Brother He Caitou who got started with us first." Huo Yunche waved towards the distance with a smile, "The soul guides are very powerful. My brother and I learned how to get started with soul guides with our senior brother. Da~"

"It seems that senior brother He will also participate in this trial." Huo Yuhao withdrew his gaze and gave a pertinent suggestion, "Senior brother He has a very strong level of soul guidance tools, and he is also a not weak soul master. If If you encounter one, don’t underestimate the enemy.”

"Don't worry~" Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao solemnized their faces after hearing this, silently pulling He Caitou to the same height as Beibei and the others.

While a few people were talking, a figure in the distance, as if drunk, slowly walked into everyone's sight with shaky steps.

Is that an old man whose age is unclear?

Let’s call him the old man for the time being.

How could most of his face be covered by his messy hair that looked like it hadn't been taken care of for a long time?
The old man held a wine gourd in his left hand and a chicken drumstick in his right hand. He took a mouthful of meat and wine without caring about his image. Occasionally, wine spilled out of the corner of his mouth. He didn't care. He raised his arm covered by rags and linen clothes and licked the corners of his mouth randomly. of wiping.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is made of rags and linen.

The slightly shabby clothes didn't even bother to put a patch on them. They just hung on his body, leaving several ragged and unruly holes. The strips of cloth at the cuffs were broken into strands on his wrists. Swaying casually.

Not to mention, it really smells like a hole in the air.

Huo Yunche blinked with some nostalgia. She had been wearing school uniforms for so many years, and she had been fond of these styles that teachers didn't care about and parents looked at for a long time. She just didn't have the money:)
"Old Xuan—"

The leading teachers from each grade and class all stepped forward with great respect, cupped their fists and shouted.

"You guys, please don't break my old bones." Mr. Xuan raised his hand in a drunken state, his mouth slightly cracked, and he waved the hand holding the drumstick, "Little Wang——"

stare--

"Mr.

"Is everyone here?" Mr. Xuan asked.Wang Yan responded respectfully: "We are all here.

There are a total of 32 core disciples from first to fifth grade who are eligible to participate in this selection, including three from the soul guidance department. "

"Good job." Mr. Xuan shook the wine bottle. When he heard the sound of almost no water inside, he narrowed his eyes with dissatisfaction. He raised his head and took a sip for himself, then stuffed the wine bottle into the storage box. In the precept, "When everything is ready, go in."

Old Xuan's steps were trembling, and he staggered on cat steps. From time to time, he seemed to be about to fall to the ground, but when he was about to fall to the ground, he bounced up and trembled until he reached the center of the soul fighting area before stopping.

The four little ones following him breathed a sigh of relief. The old man's walking was a bit too dangerous. It always made people's hearts rise to their throats and then fall down again. It was really torturous.

Mr. Xuan turned around unsteadily.

His eyes, which were obscured by his messy hair, glanced over the erect balls of the seedlings in front of him. His blurred eyes seemed to be briefly clear, and his deep and deep voice was mixed with something like The illusion of having a blocked throat rang in everyone’s ears:

"You little guys, listen up.

The content of the Core Disciple Qualifying Assessment that you will accept next is very simple.

I call it Team Brawl.

There is no order, no repression.

I will scatter you to every corner of the central soul fighting platform, and then within the scope of this soul fighting area, you can attack at will and fight however you want.Among them, the students who surrendered or were rescued by me will be eliminated and will lose the qualification to continue the competition.

And the eight people left at the end are the winners.

It should be noted that the only rule of this competition is that among the last eight surviving students, every senior student must be surrounded by a junior student.Of course, this lower grade can be just one grade lower.

Okay, teachers, please go out.

All the little ones from first grade to fifth grade, please pay attention. When I call start, you can start fighting.

If someone rushes away
Then don't blame me for disqualifying you from the competition. "

Mr. Xuan waved his hand, and following his downward gesture, a dazzling light quietly bloomed, and the huge central soul fighting platform spanning half of the soul fighting arena suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

It is different from the Soul Fighting Platform they came into contact with during the freshman assessment. This Soul Fighting Platform seems to have been sprinkled with rainbow-colored dye. It is assembled from different Soul Fighting Platforms, with a few hints of rain in the chaos. As warm as a sunny day.

Before the students in the soul-fighting area could react, Mr. Xuan suddenly threw the leftover chicken bones in his hand into the sky. When it fell into the air, a bolt of soul power accurately hit the bones, making a "sizzling" sound. sound.

Wuhu!I'll kill you!

Huo Yunche was dancing in his heart!

At the moment when the chicken bones were completely turned into ashes, Mr. Xuan shouted, "Start!"