On the playground of No. 5 Middle School, dozens of competition stages have been set up.

Individual combat is a test of candidates’ actual combat proficiency, similar to the sect competition in fantasy novels.

The only difference is that individual combat is not a promotion system, but is based on drawing lots, conducting multiple competitions, and finally ranking based on points.

Every time you win a game, you get one point.

And if you can win in a row, you will be rewarded with additional points.

This is a fair algorithm. After all, if the promotion system is followed, it will be difficult to determine a person’s true strength.

After all, the level gap between the candidates is still very large. If some young geniuses who are good at their own level are unlucky enough to meet experts in their 20s and 30s like Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan in the first round, they obviously have no chance of winning. possible.

So you can’t just classify it as the bottom column, right?

Therefore, canceling the promotion competition system and measuring results according to points is the most ideal competition rule.

Let every candidate have multiple fault tolerances

“look! The Three Illusion Gods are here!”

At this time, as Zhou Jun and others came to the campus, they immediately attracted the attention of the surrounding students.

Someone pointed their hand here and shouted loudly.

After hearing this, Zhou Jun put his hands behind his back, seemingly calm and relaxed. Yun Dan.

But the toes hidden in the shoes are already tightly intertwined.

It’s so embarrassing!

It’s just a nickname that can be shouted online, but how can anyone actually say it in real life?

Therefore, Zhou Jun’s mentality was a little unbearable.

On the contrary, Wei Duo’er next to him looked calm and proud, as if he was very proud.

“Is there no shame in twintails?”Zhou Jun was shocked.

“After a while, I changed my online name to [The No. 1 Fantasy God of the Fifth Middle School]】!”

Wei Duoer pinched her waist and thought happily.

The three of them walked into the school amidst the cheers of the students.

The next process is relatively simple.

First, under the impassioned introduction of the old principal, it was announced that the personal fighting stage of this college entrance examination had officially begun.

All candidates then log in to a special website using their mobile phones to conduct a random drawing.

The opponent Zhou Jun drew was a student from Class 6, who was the eighth to play on stage No. 4.

He didn’t really care. He just glanced at the information and stopped paying attention. He walked slowly to the No. 4 competition stage and waited.

After all, with his strength and level, not to mention the entire fifth middle school, even looking at all the high schools in Linyuan, there is no opponent.

So it doesn’t matter who you fight.

On the contrary, the student from Class 6 who got Zhou Jun’s eyes almost popped out of his head at this moment, with a crying look on his face:

“How could I be so good? I drew three phantom gods in the first round!”

He looked up to the sky and sighed. If it weren’t for the individual martial arts regulations that clearly stipulate that he must participate, he would have given up.

A few minutes later, at the edge of the competition stage No. 4,

Zhou Jun was standing in the audience with his hands behind his hands in the awe of the students. Watch the competition above.

These are two candidates who only have LV10 and have no skills at all. The fighting scene is very boring.

However, this competition stage is quite attractive to Zhou Jun.

The competition stage is not particularly big. However, in each of the four corners, there is a strange-looking oil lamp, emitting a hazy halo.

It is said that this oil lamp is a rather strange prop, created by the human race who has awakened the [Blacksmith] talent. It is made by the Heavenly One.

After it is lit, it forms a barrier within its designated range.

When the Heavenly Warrior enters and exits this barrier, it is obviously a prop designed to take care of high school students..

After all, there is more than one individual fighting, just like a wheel battle, many people may be out of shape while fighting, which may easily affect the performance of their own strength.

I have to say that the Federation has been extremely considerate in all aspects of the college entrance examination.

“In the next game, Zhou Jun faces off against Li Chi!”

Just when Zhou Jun was thoughtful, the curtain call came from the high platform, but it was already his turn.

Nodding slightly, Zhou Jun stepped onto the stage.

In front of him, Li Chi from Class 6 also walked away with a wry smile. Come up

“Zhou Huanshen, be gentle!”

He put up a trembling posture, with a magic aura surrounding his body. It was obvious that he had awakened his talent in the legal system.

When Zhou Jun heard this title, he twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with black lines on his face:”I will try my best..”

After the words fell, the two officially started fighting.

The students watching in the audience were excited, and they all wanted to see what the skills unleashed by the LV38 master would look like.

However, their expressions immediately froze.

Because on the competition stage, the winner was already decided! Zhou

Jun didn’t move a step during the whole process, but after the competition started, he slightly curled his finger and flicked the air towards Li Chi in the next second. The bullet was like an invisible flying arrow, striking the opponent so hard that he fell to the ground and lost the ability to fight.

The whole process was so fast that it didn’t even take a second!

“What is this?……”

“I haven’t even finished taking off my pants, is it over?”

“My old swan, is this the strength of the leader of the Phantom God of our fifth middle school?”

“It’s too exaggerated!”

“By the way, was that bullet a skill? It doesn’t feel like it!”

“It should be right, it can’t be done by relying on the strength of the physical body. How high a strength attribute is needed?”

“……”

After a brief silence, a thunderous roar erupted in the audience.

For many fifth middle school students, this is the first time they have seen Zhou Jun take action.

The speed at which the battle was resolved so easily made them all stunned, and each of them was shocked.

Many people are filled with bitterness and a deep sense of powerlessness is spreading.

They and Zhou Jun are obviously of the same age, and even in the same class.

But the gap between them is like an abyss.

Such a character, let alone the fifth middle school, even if he is placed in the first middle school, he is still at the top, right?

But they didn’t know that Zhou Jun’s strength had already surpassed his peers.

After all, this is a peerless ruthless person who can defeat nearly a hundred levels of strong men!

For Zhou Jun, the so-called martial arts competition in the college entrance examination is no different from an adult coming to kindergarten.

A proper dimensionality reduction attack

“The winner is Mr. Zhou from Class 8, Grade 3!”

On the high platform, the referee responsible for recording was also stunned by the battle that ended in this second. It took a long time before he realized it and shouted.

After hearing this, Zhou Jun nodded to indicate to the opponent and turned around.

He walked off the platform.

Then he turned on his phone without changing his face and chose random matching again.

Looking at the name, a new opponent appeared.

It was a girl.

The location was at the competition stage No.

7.

When Zhou Jun rushed over, he happened to catch up with the beginning of his performance.

The girl named Liu Yue was quite pretty and she was very excited as soon as she came on stage.

The girl was chirping like she was seeing an idol.

There was a”senior” on the left and a”brother” on the right.

They didn’t look like they were coming to fight.

This made Zhou Jun and even the referee speechless in the end.

, lightly knocked on her head.

Then, the girl named Liu Yue passed out with excitement on her face, and Zhou Jun also won the points without any surprise.

���Increase the degree a little. in the next period of time.

Zhou Jun has been using this rhythm, constantly matching his opponents, and in a way that is almost a point-scoring method, he has begun to rapidly accumulate his own points.

By the end of the first day of fighting, Zhou Jun already had 80 points.

At this time, others generally only had a dozen points.

Some of the good ones only scored more than 20 points.

The only ones who could barely keep up with Zhou Jun were Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan.

None of the three of them were matched today, so Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan were able to crush them all the way without any defeat.

Among them, Wei Duoer scored 71 points and Ye Changshan scored 60 points.

There is no doubt that in the evening of the same day, the campus forum of No. 5 Middle School broke out again.

“The performance of the Three Fantasy Gods is still stable!”

“I was ranked as the leader of the Phantom God today. It was such a hearty battle. I fell to the ground in less than a second!”

“Being young is good, just fall asleep”

“Wait, who is the leader of the Phantom God?”

“Who else could it be, Mr. Zhou? He’s level 38!”

“Be bold! How dare you call me the number one phantom god in the fifth middle school by his real name? You already have a way to die!”

“……”

Students from all classes were frantically filling the forum with comments.

This kind of atmosphere has never been seen in previous college entrance examinations.

After all, the Fifth Middle School is a purely civilian school, and it has always been at the tail end of Linyuan along with the Sixth Middle School.

No matter how hard everyone worked during the college entrance examination, they couldn’t compare to the students from No. 1 and No. 2 Middle School, so the atmosphere was naturally lifeless.

But this year is different. Zhou Jun and Wei Duoer, two bosses above level 30, came out of the blue, giving hope to all students.

Who said that the honor of No. 1 pick in the city belongs to No. 1 Middle School?

The swords in their fifth middle school are not bad either!

Therefore, the atmosphere of the forum was unprecedentedly high.

Wei Duoer continued to surf with high intensity tonight.

Zhou Jun and Ye Changshan were meditating and practicing, never missing an opportunity to improve their strength.

Time is like running water, passing by in a noisy way.

In the blink of an eye, the last day of personal fighting has arrived.

At this time, most students’ points have exceeded 50.

Some with good strength have reached sixty or seventy.

As for Zhou Jun, he is still the highest among the five, with a full 210 points, far ahead of everyone.

For two consecutive days, they fought and won consecutively, with no opponent at all.

According to this momentum, he can even reach 300 points after today’s end.

But at noon.

When Zhou Jun was matched again, an unexpected opponent appeared.

Wei Duoer!

Zhou Jun was actually ranked Wei Duoer!

The two looked at each other under the competition stage, and then Wei Duoer’s eyes first revealed a hint of fighting spirit, and he groaned:

“Little gentleman, I will not hold back!”


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