Douluo: After transmigrating into Zhu Zhuqing, start to abuse the scum

Chapter 6 Freshman Competition

Yang Yun looked at the young Zhu Zhuqing in front of him with a calm expression and a preoccupied look, and knew that Zhu Zhuqing was definitely not someone who would be ruled by fate.

At the same time, it seemed that Zhu Zhuqing was a little worried because of what Yang Yun said just now.

"However, there are special cases."

As soon as Yang Yun finished speaking, Zhu Zhu's clear eyes looked at Yang Yun quietly, for fear of missing any details.

This made Yang Yun more certain in her heart that Zhu Zhuqing was worthy of her bet.

Zhu Zhuqing was still waiting for Yang Yun to say a special example and looked directly at Yang Yun.

Yang Yun smiled and said, "You must also know about the freshman competition."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing nodding slightly, Yang Yun continued: "The top three in the freshman competition can get the best resources of the college until the twentieth-level spirit power enters the intermediate class."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up immediately, and a smile gradually appeared on his frowning face.

"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing wanted to make sure again, after all, it was related to his own growth.

"Of course, although I don't know why you entered Class Six, I believe you will not stop here."

There was a very firm belief in Yang Yun's eyes, which made Zhu Zhuqing a little curious. Even though he had outstanding talent, according to Yang Yun's introduction, most nobles would still wait to send their children to the tenth level. .

Or better. In this case, there is no shortage of opponents among the freshmen, but Yang Yun seems to be full of confidence in Zhu Zhuqing.

"Teacher Yang……"

Before Zhu Zhuqing could ask what was on his mind, he was interrupted by Yang Yun.

"I know what you want to say. But I just want to bet once. I believe that you and I are the same kind of people, and you don't want to be ordinary people."

Yang Yun's words aroused Zhu Zhuqing's curiosity even more, but Yang Yun didn't want to say more.

After briefly instructing Zhu Zhuqing to do some things, he left. Even though Zhu Zhuqing had some unsolved mysteries in his heart, he had no choice but to shelve them for the time being.Right now, it is still based on the freshman game.

Yang Yun looked at the receding figure and looked up at the sky. There was sadness in her eyes, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Three days later, all the freshmen came to the square. As the worst class in the first grade, they could only be placed in the corner.

As the vice principal of the junior school district, it is also rare to attend the opening ceremony of the freshman competition today.

Zhu Zhuqing is familiar with the host on the high platform at the moment, isn't that the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office who was arranged by him to enter the sixth class when he entered the college?

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes couldn't help flashing a chill, but it disappeared soon.But even if it was a very subtle movement, Yang Yun still noticed it.

When she read the chill from Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and then looked at the people on the high platform, she had some guesses in her heart.

"Welcome to the Royal Academy." Naturally, it started with some useless opening remarks from the Deputy Director of the Academic Affairs Office.

"The freshman competition is the Royal Academy's first assessment for you. According to the past practice, the top three students in the freshman competition can get the best resources of the academy. Compared with the natural ranking, the five students who rank last will be kicked out of the academy."

Listening to the words of the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office, there is no way, this is the Star Luo Empire, a country founded on martial arts.

Everything here is based on strength, and the children of every family have been indoctrinated with this kind of thinking since childhood.

Even the Zhu family, which has close ties with the royal family, also uses competition to obtain family resources for cultivation.

"The first round is the knockout round. There is a wooden box with a number plate inside, and each student is a number. A one-day duel will be held according to the number that is counted. The 32 people who won will enter the next round of competition."

Most of the people in the sixth class are like eggplants beaten by frost. For some of them, maybe they only have this chance to set foot in the Royal Academy this time in their life.

"Start drawing numbers now!"

As the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office finished speaking, he still followed the order of the class and went to the high platform to draw his own number plate.

For Class Six, they had fewer choices, perhaps no choice at all.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the number "No. 97" written in his hand, without any emotional change, and walked back to where Class Six was.

After the number plates were drawn, the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office cleared his throat, stood on the high platform, and pointed to several platforms behind the square.

"In order to conduct the knockout competition as soon as possible, we will conduct five groups of competitions at the same time. Whoever reads the number ', please come on stage to compete."

All the students turned around and looked at the platforms behind them. On each platform, there was a referee teacher waiting for both sides of the competition.

"No. 25 in class one vs. No. [-] in class two."

"No. 37 of Class [-] versus No. [-] of Class [-]."

……

There was no accident in the first group, and all Class [-] won. Zhu Zhuqing keenly discovered that every Class [-] student who took the stage had a minimum soul power of level [-], and they were all only seven years old.

"In the second group, No. 97 from Class [-] will fight No. [-] from Class [-]."

"No. 38 from Class [-] versus No. [-] from Class [-]."

……

When the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office read out the battle number plate, the whole square boiled.

According to past experience, class six would not fight against class one, because in class one's view, class six was not worth their while.

Although the number plates are in random order, the last twenty number plates are usually at the bottom of the box.

This is also the rule under the subtle influence of the college.

Immediately, some discussions from Class [-] or even Class [-] reached Zhu Zhuqing's ears.

"Hey, why didn't I play against the people from class six, so that I can survive until the second round."

"Yes, I really envy the good luck of this class."

……

Such an unbearable voice reached Zhu Zhuqing's ears like waves in the sea.

At first Yang Yun was worried that this would affect Zhu Zhuqing's state of mind, but when she was about to say something to comfort her, she found that Zhu Zhuqing didn't seem to hear it.

There was no expression change on his face as he slowly walked onto the competition platform.

Yang Yun's heart was dull at first, and then a touch of joy welled up in her heart.I didn't expect to be so open-minded at such a young age, just in time to let those blind guys see it.

Zhu Zhuqing stepped onto the platform slowly, and out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office on the high platform opposite.

Sure enough, he saw something that Zhu Zhuqing guessed on his face.All of this is being manipulated secretly!
As soon as Zhu Zhuqing came on stage, a boy from Class [-] mocked: "Class [-], you'd better give in quickly, or I won't make you cry later."

Looking at the arrogance of the group opposite, Zhu Zhuqing was not angry, but just looked at him coldly, as if he had no interest in his "faithful words".

Seeing that Zhu Zhuqing didn't say a word, and didn't intend to step down, the faces of the boys in class one sank slightly.

"I said I don't hit girls, you'd better go down."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing gave him a blank look and said, "It's not certain who will go down. Are you so confident that you can win?"

(End of this chapter)