The Reborn Dharma God is the Queen

Chapter 44 Do you want to win?
In the principal's office of Mio Town Central School, the principal slapped his hand heavily on the desk, and his eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the monitor. This team was not the one he sent over at all!
The principal took out the communicator and called the team leader, but found that it didn't work!
"Damn it, who is it!" The principal cursed secretly, stood up, and wanted to go out to ask the dean for clarification, but before taking two steps, the door of the principal's office was kicked open vigorously.

Startled, the headmaster took two steps back and looked at the person warily.

"Do you want to win?" The visitors were all dressed in black robes, their expressions were indifferent, their eyes were cold and piercing, revealing a faint death intent.

The headmaster looked into the eyes of the person who opened the mouth, and in an instant, it seemed as if someone was strangling his neck, and his breath was suddenly suffocated, which made him blush.

The man in black robe looked away, and the headmaster seemed to be born again, limp on the ground, gasping for breath, lowering his head, with fear written on his face.

The man's eyes... so scary!
"Want to win?" There was impatience in the man's voice.

He hardly had the courage to speak, and just nodded stiffly. The headmaster didn't dare to look at the man at all.

"Very good." The man's voice was cold, "Your people are outside now, and the people in the arena are the participating teams for this competition."

After finishing speaking, the man walked towards the door without looking back.

When the headmaster heard the footsteps gradually getting farther away, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he was gone.

Suddenly thought of something, he stopped, turned his face slightly, his cold eyes swept over the headmaster, and the headmaster suddenly said, "If you don't want to die, keep your mouth shut."

Nodding hurriedly, he won't say anything!

The men in black robes finally left, and the headmaster fell to the ground as if collapsed, his heart beating extremely fast.

I remembered that the person said that all the people sent by the school had been sent back, and the principal had no time to be frightened, so he got up and went out, only to see his students and the leading teacher fell to the ground, unconscious.

Hurry up and let the people in the school infirmary take all these students away, and the principal is not idle, go to the contact person to suppress this matter first.

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The competition in the arena starts on the first day. From the second grade to the tenth grade, the winners of each grade will participate in the second competition, and then the winner of the second competition will be selected for the third competition, and finally the winner will be selected. .

It stands to reason that the teachers in the schools in the two towns are almost the same, and the strength of the students should not be much different, but...

The principal of Luyang Town Central Elementary School had a serious look on his face, but only two games had been played at the beginning, and the two students in the second grade were all defeated by one move, and they had no counterattack power.

The third player to play is Mo Xiong.

"Don't be head-on, save your strength, and test his strength first." Lin Zi'an stopped Mo Xiong who was going to play, obviously, he also saw something was wrong.

Mo Xiong's eyes were burning with flames of war, and Lin Zian only listened to six or seven points of what he said. He nodded slightly, and Mo Xiong went directly to the stage.

"Go on." Gu Wen gently took the hand of the child who was going to play, knelt down and rubbed his head, his voice soft.

The child's pupils gradually came into focus, he nodded slightly, turned around dully, and walked towards the field.

Rong Luo sat up straight, a trace of inquiry crossed her immature face, this group of people... very problematic!
"Boss, did you see it too?" Lin Zian came to Rong Luo's side, and touched his chin with his small hand.

"Yeah." Nodding slightly, no emotion could be heard in the monosyllabic voice.

"Mo Xiong... won't lose, right?" He looked at Mo Xiong with worried eyes. He still hasn't felt how many levels of magician Mo Xiong's opponent is.

"No." Rong Luo shook his head, Mo Xiong was already a middle-level martial artist, level 25 water, junior magician of the thunder system, Mo Xiong was crushed by people of the same level as him, that child lost.

Just as Rong Luo thought, the kid didn't survive fifty moves under Mo Xiong's hands before he was knocked down by Mo Xiong, and Luyang Town Central Primary School took a round.

Mo Xiong ran over triumphantly, grinning at Rong Luo and Lin Zian, haha, he won!

Rong Luo and Lin Zian looked at each other, and just patted him on the shoulder, celebrating or something, let's wait until they become champions after the whole friendly match is over.

The headmaster heaved a sigh of relief, he had won a round, his brows were filled with joy, Admiral Mo's son was really good, he was already a level 25 magician at a young age, and he had to focus on training him to be the best of Admiral Mo.

"Lao Mo's child is suitable to be a berserk attack magician." Liu Cheng rubbed his hands together, taking a full view of Mo Xiong's attack.

"The boy Lin Zi'an gave advice to Mo Xiong. Mo Xiong didn't have to think about other things at all. He devoted himself to studying magic and specialized in magic. Mo Xiong is bound to be a great talent in the future." Lu Bowen nodded. Mo Xiong's magic has great potential. His aggressiveness was even worse than his father's.

Rong Jinbai hummed softly in his heart, it's useless to be strong, anyway, he is his daughter's younger brother.

The second graders were not all perverted like Rong Luo and the others. Facing the magicians whose average level was around 25, the magicians in Luyang Town were beaten very badly and lost one after another.

"If it's not right, accept it." Lin Zi'an was also on the stage, Rong Luo gave a warning, but remained silent.

Nodding slightly, Lin Zian is already level 24. Although he is one level lower than the opponent, Lin Zian's brain is much more flexible than the opponent.

The ancestor of the Lin family said: "If you are yin, you must also kill the other party."

Apparently, Lin Zian is quite proficient in using this sentence. He is a wind magician with extremely fast speed. .

It doesn't matter whether he is glorious or not, as long as he wins!

Lin Zi'an withdrew his hand calmly, nodded slightly, maintaining proper etiquette, and stepped off the stage unhurriedly.

The gentleness on Gu Yanjun's face remained undiminished. These two children have great potential, but they are not enough to let them take them away.

There is only one person they shot here...

His gentle gaze was on the child who was sitting there not far away.

The peak of level 29, the kid advanced very quickly.

After Lin Zian played, the children of Luyang Town lost two more games, and they... only won two games!

Rong Luo stood up silently, she was the last one.

Is it finally playing?Seeing her standing up, the smile on Gu Wen's face remained undiminished. He stretched out his hand, and a child walked over with his pupils out of focus.

"Come on." The big warm palm landed on his head, as if he had received some instructions, his pupils gradually brightened, the child nodded slightly, turned around and walked towards the field.

"Boss, he's better than me." Mo Xiong walked up to Rong Luo worriedly, and looked at the child who was already standing on the field with deep vigilance in his tiger eyes.

"You still don't believe me?" Rong Luo raised his eyebrows and patted Mo Xiong's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)