This Curse Is Awesome

"I don't know what 2077 is."

The Principal of the Seventh Middle School has a serious expression: "I just want to know where you are from."

Chen Yu: "I'm from No. 2 Middle School."

Principal: "Then you won't go back to No. 2 Middle School? Come to our No. 7 Middle School and what to do in War Zone."

"Principal." Chen Kaizi on the side leaned close to the Principal of No. 7 Middle School, and said: "He is a transfer student transferred from No. 2 Middle School, and he is in the same class as me."

"Transfer student?" Principal was taken aback: "He was promoted?"

Chen Kaizi laughed: "How can a transfer student who was eliminated by the second middle school be promoted..."

Chen Yu: "I was promoted "

Chen Kaizi: "..."

Chen Yu pointed to the rostrum not far away: "If you don't believe me, ask the examiner."

"Eh... …" Principal lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand: "But why is there no your name on it? Didn't you tell your class teacher?"

"I told it. Not only did I tell her, but I also wish her Longevity is coming."

"Why didn't she report your name?"

"I don't know this anymore." Chen Yu spread his hands: "I I’m just a transfer student. The head teacher has never liked me very much. When I was on the bus, I rushed to the roof of the car. He attacked me with words from time to time, and I couldn’t say a word when I was often confused."

Chen Kaizi: "..."

"Making a fool!" Principal was furious: "Making a fool! What happened to the transfer student? The transfer student should be discriminated against? Too shameful!"

"Principal, don't do this." Chen Yu persuaded: "In addition to dislike me, criticize me, and discriminate against me, my head teacher is still very good to me."

Chen Kaizi: "..."

Teaching director: "..."

Suppress the anger, the Principal of No. 7 Middle School is annoyed and said: "Old Liu, after the college entrance examination is over, let his head teacher come to my office."

"Ok...Okay." The instructor repeatedly nodded.

"Since you are also a promoted student, just sit down. I'll stand." Pat Chen Yu on the shoulder, and Principal waved his hand: "Sit down, continue to rest, and save energy."

……

Time, slowly passing by.

With the anticipation of more than 60,000 spectators, the ring competition has finally begun.

On the hanging big screen, the list of the first batch of matches was displayed.

Chen Yu in the seat opened his glasses and saw that there was no name on the screen, so he closed again and enjoyed a professional massage.

Next, within a few minutes, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became warm.

The five teams have already started.

Because of the loudspeakers installed on each arena, the roaring sound of the candidates was not covered by the cheers of the audience.

Chen Yu straightened up, opened his eyes and observed for a while.

I found that every move of the candidates on the ring was spare no effort, and pointed directly to the other party’s vitals. The intensity of the confrontation has increased by how many levels compared to the sea elections.

This is the college entrance examination in his memory...

"Come on!"

"Dongdong dong!"

"Come on !"

"dong dong dong......"

In the auditorium, grandiose drums were heard again.

The adrenaline of the candidates soars, once again speeding up the battle rhythm.

In a short while, all five arena were divided.

One of the losers in the 3rd ring was seriously injured. He was lifted by the medical staff and sent away for rescue.

"Crash-bang..."

The scene suddenly thundered with applause, and it lasted for a long time...

Four medical staff carried the wounded and passed by. When I was in the War Zone, the director of the instructor inevitably got excited and felt: "The best scar for a man is the one left after a serious injury." Chen Yu suspiciously: "The best scar for a man." , Shouldn’t it be the one left after cutting the foreskin?"

A medical staff staggered and fell directly to the ground. Throw the injured candidate two meter away.

Dean of Teaching: "..."

Principal: "..."

Everyone present: "..."

"pu "The wounded spit out a mouthful of blood...

"You...Don't talk nonsense!" The doctor who fell hurriedly got up, glared at Chen Yu, and then carried the injured candidate back to the stretcher: "How Okay? Are you okay?"

The injured candidate was struggling with his chest clutched: "It hurts... It hurts..."

"I will give you anesthetics right away and operate immediately."

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"That...that..." The candidate stretched out his hand: "Then...cut my foreskin by the way..."

Everyone: "..."

... …

The first batch of competitions is over.

The staff came to the stage to clean up the traces.

On the big screen, the list of the second batch of candidates was also displayed.

[The second batch of the first round of the arena:]

[No. 1 Ring: Third Middle School (***) vs. Third Middle School (**)]

[No. 2 Ring: No. 9 Middle School (**) vs. No. 9 Middle School (**)]

[No. 3 Ring: No. 1 Middle School (***) vs. No. 6 Middle School (***)]

[No. 4 Ring: No. 7 Middle School (Chen Kaizi) vs. No. 7 Middle School (Chen Yu)]

[No. 5 Ring: No. 1 Middle School (**) vs. No. 1 Middle School (***) 】

"It's our turn."

Seeing the name on the giant screen, Principal got a startled spirit, turned and looked towards Chen Yu and Chen Kaizi: "You both get up Right."

The two got up and looked at each other subconsciously.

Chen Kaizi is slightly frowned.

With his status in the seventh middle school, he has never seen Chen Yu once.

In his mind, that is a low-level person. And he will always be two worlds.

Unexpectedly, this "low-level person" has also been promoted, and is still eligible to fight him...

"This World is getting more and more amazing." Chen Kaizi curled his lips and took off The coat reveals a whole body of tendon flesh.

As the heir of the Aristocratic Family of martial arts, he is not an ordinary student.

If the literary test is not ranked according to the level of strength, he is confident that he can reach the top 20 in Qing City and become a Seeded Contestant.

'Let that silly *Principal see how I got into the official match...'

At this point, Chen Kaizi took a step and was about to go to the ring.

"Wait a minute!" The No. 7 Principal stopped him: "I haven't arranged tactics yet."

"What tactics?" Chen Kaizi stopped and looked back at Chen Yu: "Use tactics to fight him?"

Chen Yu: "..."

"Forgot what I said?" Principal gestured with both hands: "The difference in strength between the two sides is too large. You have to admit defeat. It can prevent one party from being injured without losing the other party's physical fitness."

Speaking, Principal asked Chen Kaizi: "What is your stamina level?"

Chen Kaizi replied: "0.9."

"What about you?" Principal turned his head and asked again.

Chen Yu replied: "0.7."

"The weaker admits defeat, understand?" The Principal patted Chen Yu's shoulder again.

"Understood. The weaker admits defeat, very reasonable, very good tactical arrangement." Chen Yu nodded and laughed to Chen Kaizi.

"Whatever." Chen Kaizi continued to take his steps, leaving the War Zone and embarking on the 4th ring.

"Then I'm going up too." After moving his lower joints, Chen Yu also followed to the ring.

"Also! Don't surrender at first!" Principal shouted: "Hold for a while, wait for others to hit halfway, and then surrender when there is not much audience attention."

"I see." Chen Yu waved his hand: "You can trust me Chen Yu."

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