With the system, I just want to assist in paddling

Finally, we went to Yanjing, the capital of China, to compete for the national championship.

During the competition, the requirements prohibit the use of drugs and the use of a maximum of one enchanted jewelry or one enchanted weapon.

To put it simply, everyone basically has to rely on their own strength to compete, which to a certain extent limits the idea of ​​​​some rich kids who want to use their money ability to penetrate the competition.

As for the Easter Tournament, forget about it. When will so many colleges and universities across the country actually start the Easter Tournament?

The entire process of entering the provincial competition will be broadcast nationwide. According to the original normal schedule, the final championship battle will be held on the night of the Spring Festival.

Yes, as the New Year's Eve countdown to the Spring Festival Gala ends, the beginning of the New Year is also the beginning of this championship battle!

At that time, under the attention of almost everyone in the country, the real national champion will be decided!

This series of news made Daimon Yoshitaro excited, and he wished he could compete with his opponents across the country immediately in front of hundreds of millions of viewers.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, and grabbed Lu Zian's arm fiercely, looking at the confused Lu Zian with a cautious and serious look.

"Zian, you must not take action! Otherwise we will have no experience at all!"

"Forehead?!"

Before Lu Zian could say anything, several people around him began to agree.

"That's right, Captain, once you take action, we won't have a chance to perform!" Lin Yuqi immediately agreed when she saw Daimon Yoshitaro speaking.

"Yes, the boss is right. If the captain is allowed to take action, there will be no need for us to appear!"

On the side, Ida Yuta also stood with Daimon Yoshitaro on this issue. Even Aida Rika looked at Lu Zian with a hint of threat.

"Okay, okay, I understand. Why do you think I'm bullying a child?" Seeing everyone's condemnation, Lu Zian could only raise his hands in surrender.

Everyone's words made him feel helpless. He had no intention of taking action in the first place.

Is there any point in fighting a group of students who are not even at level [-] or even level [-]?

Meaningless!

Unless there are some talents from the inland side, this competition can give him a little fun.

What he is looking forward to most now is that these talented children with complete inheritance from hidden families will appear to fight with him.

The players left the academy with the players still chattering endlessly about who should take action when the time comes.

At this time, the people who were talking and laughing didn't know that all the social software in District 11 had exploded.

On various social networking sites, news that is comparable to the headlines of a certain C department appeared one after another at the top of each section.

"Shocked, a peerless monster is born!High school freshman enters the fifth level! 》：With pictures.jpg

"God Bless District 11!"The strongest demon king in the new era! 》：With picture jpg

"The Overlord is Coming!" 》：With picture jpg

"A New Generation of Humanity?" !The absolute king! 》：With picture jpg

"The Yanhu Lu Family?"A new king is born! 》：With picture jpg

"The Domineering Dragon!"The fifth-level new swordsman points to the championship! 》：With picture jpg

Without exception, the pictures in these titles are all photos of Lu Zian standing in the void in the battle hall holding Aida Rika in his arms.

Some people even uploaded the complete video directly to the website, causing people to forward it like crazy.

This wave of information bombing instantly swept through the entire District 11.

It seems that there is some force behind all this.

Discussion posts on various forums receive hundreds of replies every second. Most people are shocked and disbelieving about Lu Zian's strength.

After all, a freshman in high school has reached a level that many of them would find difficult to achieve in their lifetime in less than half a year after entering school.

It's hard to convince them that it's true.

In contrast, some young people regard him as an idol.

特别

It was after the subsequent revelations that he was the son of the Lu family of the Yanhu Army that they became even more fanatical.

In a short period of time, some people have spontaneously formed a support club for Lu Zian and others.

Several of the women's support clubs have the largest number of members, but the largest one is Lu Zian's support club.

The number of members in his support club is dozens of times that of the others.

As for the remaining group, they are the contestants from other colleges who will soon become opponents.

In the principal's office of Fenghuo College, the principal's phone has been buzzing with calls.

The principal was lying on the chair with a smile. On his desk, a laptop was displaying a hotly discussed forum post.

Listening to the phone ringing in his ears, the principal said that this feeling is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

After taking a leisurely sip of tea, the principal slowly picked up the phone.

As soon as I picked up the phone, without putting it to my ear, I heard a burst of howling ghosts coming from the other end of the phone.

"Old Li! Damn you! You deserve to die!!! You! I... wuwu, this was supposed to be a genius in our college. Why are you so lucky? A boy from the Lu family ran into your college like this Gone? I don’t accept it!!!”

The principal was not annoyed when he heard the other party's curses, and the smile on his face was still the same, or even a little bit bigger.

After listening quietly to the other party's roar, he slowly picked up the phone.

"Old Wang, oh, I'm so sorry. There's nothing I can do about recruiting new students. Lu Zian wants to come to Fenghuo Academy, so I can't turn him away, can I?! Are you right? I don’t dare to test Mr. Lu’s anger.”

If I had to use one word to describe the principal's expression at this moment, it would be Dese, crazy Dese.

This old Wang is Wang Wenmin, the principal of Blue Wen Xinyan College in New Tokyo.

He is good friends with Li Gu, the principal of Fenghuo College.

Originally, according to Lu Zian's previous residence in New Tokyo, he should have gone to this college to study, that is, he would have become a student of Lao Wang.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingyun actually chose to take Lu Zian out of New Tokyo City and came to the relatively remote Shichinohe Town.

He just happened to attend Fenghuo Academy.

This made Wang Wenmin feel very sorry, but the matter was over.

After all, Lu Zian's strength was not obvious at that time, and except for the name of the Lu family, he could be said to be low-key.

In addition, Wang Wenmin had been in hiding for nearly half a year, so Wang Wenmin also forgot about this incident.

Now, Lu Zian has returned strongly and announced his existence to the world.

Only then did Wang Wenmin suddenly realize that this was the genius of the Lu family that he had missed.

He was envious and jealous of his friend Li Gu. The moment he heard the news, he immediately picked up his cell phone and called Li Gu.

After making more than a dozen calls in a row, Li Gu picked up this time.

Wang Wenmin feels aggrieved. You stole my student and now you are not even willing to let me vent it verbally, are you?

Feelings faded!

"Old Li, I don't care! You have to give me an explanation for this matter!" Faced with such a good opportunity, Wang Wenmin thought that he must kill him severely!

And after listening to Wang Wenmin's words, Li Gu repeatedly said that he wanted to get him some compensation.

Could he still not know what Wang Wenmin meant when he called and cried?

But he is indeed in a good mood now, and the two of them are friends, so let him kill it.

Li Gu said to Wang Wenmin on the other end of the phone: "Old Wang, I have nothing else here, just a little Lingyun tea, do you want it?"

"Yes! Of course! You old boy has been hiding just this little tea for so many years, and now you are willing to take it out?"

"Oh, Lao Wang, don't say you don't have these. If you want them, just come and get them yourself."

"Hey! You old boy, wait! I'm coming!" After saying that, there was a busy tone on the other end of the phone, which obviously meant that the other party had hung up.

The principal continued to lean on the chair leisurely, laughing from time to time.

When Lu Zian returned to the apartment, he saw that Su Fengya had been waiting at the door of the apartment for a long time.

Before Ranre could ask the other party, a bunch of reporters ran out of nowhere.

One by one, they brought "long guns and short cannons" and "crash~" surrounded Lu Zian and others who had not yet figured out what was going on.

Lu Zian frowned as he looked at the reporters who kept asking questions and the microphones were thrust into his mouth.

Then he shouted softly with a voice that contained spiritual power.

"Quiet!"

Suddenly the whole scene fell silent. It was not that these reporters were obedient, but that they found that their bodies were no longer under control.

As Lu Zian and others slowly walked out of the crowd, they came to the open space aside.

They looked back at the reporters who were still calmed down by Lu Zi and were a little confused about the situation.

At this time Su Fengya stepped forward.

Looking at the "shocked" Lu Zian and others, they asked with a smile: "How is it? Are you surprised, are you surprised?!"

Regarding this question, Lu Zian turned around and asked, "Sister Feng Ya, did you arrange this?"

Hearing this, Su Fengya rolled her eyes at him.

"Your sister and I are not so boring. You have caused all this yourself."

"Myself?" Listening to Su Fengya's words

Answering, Lu Zian became even more confused.

Su Fengya pointed at these reporters with a strange smile.

“Look at your phone yourself and see what the headlines are?!”

When Lu Zian heard this, he immediately opened his phone, and what he saw was the series of shocking headlines from before. After clicking on one at random, his frown deepened.

After browsing through several posts, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Naturally, several others took out their mobile phones to read the latest news, and then had similar expressions to Lu Zian's.

"Captain, it seems that this is really your fault..."

"Go, go, what did I bring about?!" Lu Zian heard Lin Yuqi's funny tone and glared at her angrily.

At this time Aida Rika came up, glanced at the reporters and then asked Lu Zian: "Zian Jun, what should we do with these people? Should they all be handed over to the police? Or should the Aida family teach them how to be polite? "

Aida Rika's soft words made the reporters who were held in place by Lu Zian's spiritual power tremble.

As the hyenas of the press, the Aida family had heard of them.

This is a force they would never dare to provoke.

Not to mention that Lu Zian could freeze them in place with just a word. If they had known about this kind of strength in advance, they would not have stepped forward like this.

Now this group of people couldn't help but curse those who had delivered the news before, and extended their most sincere greetings to his family tree.

Regarding Aida Rika's proposal, Lu Zian smiled and did not agree.

With a wave of his hand, he dispersed the spiritual power controlling them, and then smiled at the shocked reporters.

"Didn't you investigate my identity before coming here?"

Hearing this, the reporters shook their heads wildly.

If they knew that there were people from the Aida family around him, or knew that he was really that strong, they would not dare to rush forward like this.

If these fifth-level ability users were slapped to death for something like this, they would really have no place to reason.

Even the official will not stand up for them.

Who made them wrong?

Chapter 379 The Devil’s Game

Later, Lu Zian took these reporters to the lobby on the first floor of the apartment.

Asking the reporters to sit down one by one, the group of reporters immediately became as obedient and obedient as students sitting in rows in a kindergarten.

Standing in front of many reporters, Lu Zian slowly smiled.

Since his mother, Su Qingyun, wanted to shine her own glory, he, as a son, had to obey her.

He had already prepared for this when he deliberately flew down from the gap in the middle in the battle arena.