Don't I Have a Name? Only Know to Call Me Strategic Level!

In the end, the tactical expert group of the organizing committee failed to determine whether Zhong Yuan had the ability of shadow servant.

After the fifth round of the individual competition, only Zhong Yuan and Feng Qing from Chengying College made it to the top 15, while Shangguanyi and Zhang Rui both lost.

Zhang Rui was a bit wronged to lose in this match.

The battle table is a promotion system that has been drawn out a long time ago.

Her opponent discovered a way to counteract the poisonous mist, and even went so far as to absorb the concealment ability.

It is also one of the original intentions of the league to promote the progress of the warriors, so the practice of absorbing new abilities on the battlefield is not prohibited.

In this way, Zhang Rui was specially targeted.

The hidden state does not trigger the poisonous mist, and Zhang Rui has no detection ability, so he cannot detect the hidden opponent, and finally loses with hatred.

However, her opponent was very gracious, and he was merciful in the lore, which didn't make Zhang Rui suffer.

As for Shangguan Yi, there is no such good treatment.

He met a strong man in the soil department of Sanshan College.

Although Shangguanyi has cultivated a small predictive ability in Zhong Yuan's devil special training, he is still helpless in the face of wide-area control.

He was tightly controlled by the opponent's quicksand trap.

Throughout the match, Shangguanyi had a tenacious will to fight and persisted for a full ten minutes. Finally, Gu Yan helped him admit defeat and save his life.

If you don't admit defeat, you have to go to the hospital for gastric lavage to clean out the sand in your body.

Of course, you can also ask Feng Qing to help you refresh your status.

But Gu Yan knew that Shangguan Yi had a strong sense of self-esteem.

At that time, Zhong Yuan broke his arm, and he was convinced by Zhong Yuan, but he had a stalemate with Feng Qing.

Later, the two fought at every turn, and their relationship was not good. It's better not to ask Feng Qing.

After losing the game, Shangguanyi's performance won the unanimous approval of the observers.

On the contrary, it was Wenren who played tricks on the opponent's improper attitude during the battle, which attracted three warnings from the referee, and finally received a yellow card.

Even the observers of the South China Military Region felt that this son's character was a bit extreme.

With such a record, Gu Yan, as the team leader, is very satisfied.

Both Zhong Yuan and Feng Qing have the appearance of winning the championship.

Although Shangguan Yi and Zhang Rui didn't advance, they can still fight for their personal rankings.

What Gu Yan is struggling with now is that the spring enrollment will start soon. Which photo of Zhong Yuan is good for the recruiting ambassador on the brochure?

Then, a piece of good news caught people off guard.

The Academic Affairs Office of Chengying College actually received a contact from the affiliate of Shangjing University.

Su Zhe submits the transfer application form!

It's the third grade, and he will graduate in one year. He chooses to transfer?

Is this the rhythm of deciding to join the East China Military Region?

Chengying College thought it was a mistake, and contacted me to confirm my intention.

Finally, a positive answer was obtained.

Su Zhe's first choice after graduation is Shangdong City!

Therefore, he decided to turn around and familiarize himself with the environment first.

When the news spread to the military region, the staff department had a carnival all day long, shouting Long live the gods to everyone they met, which was the same as a secret code.

Lu Jianlin told the cafeteria to add an extra chicken leg to Zhong Lan's lunch, and asked her to have at least two bottles of milk every day.

The observers sent to see the league were baffled.

What god hoe?

The price of digging up Suzhe is too high, we have never had any contact with him, why did he suddenly come here?

No one knew what was behind Su Zhe's transfer.

Even Gu Yan was kept in the dark.

However, he saw that this guy gave Zhong Yuan a gift box, and he vaguely felt that it had something to do with the transfer.

Decided!

All admission brochures are reprinted, black and straight!

Although there are suspicions of deception, this photo has really become Zhong Yuan's signature, and the picture is a delight!

In fact, in Chengying College's new school belle election voting, Jiang Siyuan deliberately threw the black cat on the photo wall, and the number of votes was far ahead.

Who would you most like to spend Valentine's Day with?

The black cat got 2513 votes, accounting for 92 of the total votes!

The god hoe·black cat hides merit and fame deeply.

Guangyuan City, Blue Sky Hotel, breakfast time.

Poached eggs, bacon, ham slices, cheese sticks, lettuce, cherry tomatoes, pineapple, a lot of ingredients were rolled into two baguettes.

Situ Ming bit it down, and said to Shangguanyi who was sitting next to him indignantly, "The people of Sanshan College are not fun, it's best to draw them in the competition this afternoon, and then I will avenge you!"

Shangguanyi was defeated and eliminated, and I felt uncomfortable, but the strong control of the soil system is the capital of pride. If you fight again, you still can't win.

As if nothing had happened, he pretended to be calm and said, "Skills are not as good as others, so it's normal to be eliminated. There will be individual qualifying rounds later, and my goal is to get into the top 20."

Su Wanying ate her breakfast elegantly, and didn't care to join their discussion, and went to see Zhong Yuan's table from time to time.

Two people and one cat.

The black cat was lying on Zhong Yuan's lap with a relaxed expression, being groomed.

Feng Qing had finished his breakfast and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

He was about to leave, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Yuan Yuan, after playing the league, it will be Chinese New Year soon."

Zhong Yuan immediately said, "I have to stay in Shangdong City for the New Year. Your hometown is too cold, so I won't go."

Feng Qing sighed and said, "Actually, I'm going to have a father."

Zhong Yuan said speechlessly, "Why didn't you say you were going to be a father?"

Feng Qing was dejected and said, "I'm not joking with you. I really want a father. My mother...she's finally getting married."

"Eh!!!"

Even though Zhong Yuan was calm, he couldn't help being shocked when he heard the news, and said in a low voice, "Your mother gave birth to you before she got married?"

The corner of Feng Qing's mouth twitched, "Why is your focus always so fresh and refined?"

Zhong Yuan hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Aunt is getting married, it's a great event! When will the wine be served? The partner must be a very powerful person, right?"

Feng Qing said angrily, "You also know him, Uncle Qi. In fact, he and my mother were childhood sweethearts. Later, he... because the risk factor of the job was too high, he was afraid of delaying my mother, so he didn't marry her."

"Now that he's older, he wants to start a family again. According to reliable sources, he's playing around outside, and even admitted that he's only a freshman in high school!"

Zhong Yuan was shocked again, and said in a low voice, "Is brother Xiu so strong? She can be his daughter!"

Feng Qing didn't notice Brother Xiu's title, and continued to say depressedly, "Yes, my mother ran away on the spot when she heard the news, and ran into Qi Xiu's small courtyard, asking him to give an explanation."

"In the end, this old Buxiu took out a newly bought big diamond ring and proposed to my mother instead! My mother agreed in a moment of soft-heartedness!"

"What a scumbag!" Feng Qing spat, "Drinking on the Lantern Festival, my mother asked me to give you an invitation too!"

In the end, he rolled his eyes and sighed, "Yuanyuan, after finishing the league, you might as well bring your sister and go back to Shangjing to celebrate the New Year with me!"

The mysterious moon is old and round, hiding merit and fame...