Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

50 people.

When Zhang Jingtian was receiving the new students, he made a special effort to understand that they had recruited a total of 200 new students this year, with the most from District One and District Two.

And among these 200 students, only a quarter of them can enter the Combat Academy.

This probability is quite small, but it also means that the students inside can receive a better quality education.

Zhang Jingtian clenched his fist. No matter what the selection rules are, he must go to the Combat Academy.

Not only because of the academy's own status, but also because the current situation is quietly changing. In the future, there will be fewer and fewer such peaceful scenes, so actual combat is the most important thing.

"However, in addition to the Combat Academy, we also have two specialty academies. They are not distinguished by high or low status compared to the Combat Academy, but they are positioned differently."

At this time, Ding Xiaoyu, who was standing next to Zhang Jingtian, said softly:

"Just listen to it. There must be a difference. Otherwise, why would the Combat Academy select the best candidates!"

"One is focused on card creation, especially the creation of magic cards and field cards. Here, you can learn many small card-making skills.

You need to know that not all card creators have to go to battle. They can also contribute their strength as logistics personnel. A battle consumes a lot of magic cards. It is impossible for card creators to make them all by themselves. This is where your role comes in."

Zhang Jingtian had heard that the Manufacturing Academy had the most wealthy people, because many people became businessmen, who were much richer than those who went to the front lines to fight, and they were also relatively safe.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyu started to tear down the stage again, whispering in Zhang Jingtian's ear:

"It's just a logistics academy. They even changed the name to sound so nice."

Wu Chunhua did not care about the discussions below and continued:

The students also knew that although Principal Wu had repeatedly emphasized that the three academies were equally important, they all knew that there were differences between the three academies.

They all wanted to go to the Combat Academy.

Wu Chunhua paused and then said:

"It seems that everyone is eager to try. In that case, I will tell you the rules for this academy allocation."

"Tomorrow morning, you will gather at the same time in our school's gymnasium."

"At that time, all the students will be placed on the same arena.

You can use any means on the arena, spirit cards, magic cards, or even hand-to-hand combat.

Finally, it will end when there are only fifty people left on the arena.

And these fifty people are the candidates for this year's Combat Academy."

Zhang Jingtian felt that this allocation method, which was somewhat primitive and barbaric, was indeed in line with the setting of the Combat Academy.

Isn't it just cool to fight?

"Then how are the other two academies allocated, Principal!"

Someone in the audience immediately asked.

At this time, Principal Wu also answered the other party's question:

"Our instructors will allocate you to the academy that is more suitable for you based on your performance in the arena battle and your personality."

Although it was euphemistic, it was still selecting the best candidates.

Those who performed at the bottom could only go to the Comprehensive Academy.

Of course, the actual combat of the students of the Comprehensive Academy of the Magic City Card Academy is definitely stronger than the elites of many card academies.

And there are also cases of逆袭. Zhang Jingtian saw in the school history that the current Minister of the Dragon Country's Ministry of Public Security came from the Comprehensive Academy of the Magic City Card Academy.

However, this kind of special case is just a special case.

Zhang Jingtian looked at Ding Xiaoyu next to him: "Then we don't have to fight each other, right?"

Ding Xiaoyu smiled: "Definitely, there are fifty people anyway! Then I won't challenge you today. I'll conserve my energy."

Zhang Jingtian nodded. He thought that most people thought the same way.

After all, tomorrow's academy entrance exam is more important.

However, after the three academy deans finished talking about the advantages of their academies as a routine matter and ended the new student registration meeting, two students had already walked towards Zhang Jingtian.

One day is enough for everyone to figure out the composition of this year's new students.

And the first place in District Nine is always a symbol of a pushover every year, and this year is no exception.

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"You are Zhang Jingtian, right?"

The person who came over was a boy with a rocker hairstyle, who looked particularly cool.

Zhang Jingtian found it hard to imagine that this kind of person was actually his classmate.

"Yeah." Zhang Jingtian responded indifferently.

At this time, gazes of attention were cast from all directions.

They had obviously guessed what was about to happen here, and a group of people looked over eagerly.

"Well, I'm from the intermediate dormitory. I want to challenge you."

This time, the dormitories have four levels, from high to low, namely special, advanced, intermediate and basic.

As the third-level dormitory, the intermediate dormitory should have a big gap with the special level dormitory.

As a result, he was going to challenge Zhang Jingtian aggressively, which made many people feel that the other party was looking down on Zhang Jingtian.

However, after Zhang Jingtian heard it, he just smiled faintly: "Okay, I'm always ready to accompany you."

Ding Xiaoyu couldn't help but ridicule the rocker at this time: "You are an intermediate level, you should challenge an advanced level, and you plan to skip two levels!"

He knew that many people planned to watch Zhang Jingtian make a fool of himself. It would be okay to win, but if he lost to an intermediate level dormitory, Zhang Jingtian would probably become a joke for these four years of university.

"To be honest," the rocker said lazily: "I think you advanced dormitories, except for District Nine, are more difficult to deal with than him. When we challenge, of course we have to pinch pushovers."

At this time, the other students in District Nine immediately stood up in disapproval after hearing this.

Zhang Jingtian chuckled: "You are good at talking, didn't your mother teach you not to judge people by their appearance? What, do you think that District Nine is all garbage?"

"Isn't it?" The rocker pouted: "Stop逼逼, do you want to accept the challenge?"

"Of course." Zhang Jingtian smiled: "Of course I will accept a challenge that is delivered to my door."

This scene also attracted the attention of several instructors of the school. They stopped and had a gratified smile on their faces:

"This year's new students are good, they are very energetic."