Three days later, the square in the central area of Bluewater College.
"Wow, if there hadn't been such an academy selection, I really didn't know there were so many students in Blue Water." Shen Yun stood on the edge of the square, building an awning with his hands and looking at the dense crowd in the square.
"Under normal circumstances, it is indeed impossible to have such a large number of people. However, this selection replaces the year-end trial, so every student who has not yet gone to the front line must participate, which can be regarded as an assessment." Huck's eyes wandered around the square. Glancing, he took out a chicken leg from his pocket and was about to stuff it into his mouth. After thinking about it, he said to Shen Yun: "Do you want to eat it?"
Shen Yun glanced at Huck's dirty and greasy pocket and declined: "No, you eat more!"
"Oh." Huck stopped being polite and tore off a piece of leg meat and chewed it: "Speaking of which, this is a good opportunity to see beautiful women. Usually everyone is studying in their own classes, and it is rare to see them in the training ground. Yes, this time I asked a friend to calculate the appearance time and number of appearances of the beauties first! Brother Yun, I will give you a copy when the time comes."
"Hmm..." Chen Yun touched his nose, feeling that he should refuse symbolically first, but he was afraid that the fat man would take it seriously, so he couldn't help but hesitate.
"Ahem, students, please be quiet." Just when Shen Yun thought for a long time and decided to agree first, a loud magic amplification came from the high platform in front of the square.
"Now let's organize the tutors of each class to stand in class units." Vice Dean Wulan stood on the high platform and ordered loudly, while his assistant Andy stood aside respectfully holding a magic loudspeaker.
He had never been to Shen Yun's 8th grade sword class, but luckily he met the class instructor once. After some bumping into each other, he finally found his queue and stood with Sean.
"This old man has a lot of bureaucratic airs, but it's a pity that the secretary is a man." Shen Yun curled his lips slightly and complained to Sean next to him.
"..." Sean glanced at Shen Yun and said nothing.
For Sean, he has some experience after being in contact with Shen Yun for so long. Generally, when Shen Yun says something incomprehensible, he can handle it very well as long as he ignores it. Of course, it is not ruled out that some people just like to answer. Such boring words like Huck, Huck, and Huck...
Seeing that Sean didn't respond, Shen Yun was indeed a little bored: "Hey, Ice Cube. In fact, you should smile more. You see, this is a good thing for Delphi. You need to study more. After all, if you two... Okay, okay No, I won't say anything anymore." Seeing Xiao Xiao glare at him, Shen Yun quickly waved his hands and begged for mercy.
"Why hasn't it started yet..." It's already winter. Although he has a lot of energy in his body, Shen Yun feels that it's still very cold just standing in the open air blowing the wind: "Aren't they all gathered now? Is it possible that Wu Lan The old man also wants to say something to thank the mainland and the country..."
"Thank you to Andalus and the Blue Water Empire for allowing us to have such a comfortable learning environment today." Vice Dean Wu Lan did not meet Shen Yun's expectations. As soon as he opened his mouth, Shen Yun had the urge to become a prophet.
...Speaking of which, you are a college representative, not a student representative. Does it really matter?
"Vice Dean, you got the wrong speech. This one is the lines of the student representative. You should read that one..." Andy moved the magic loudspeaker slightly away and whispered in Ulan's ear.
"Ahem." Old Ulan blushed, and then he put down the speech in his hand as if nothing had happened and took out another copy of the speech: "Today, we are gathered here, facing the warm sunshine and the warm cold wind... I
Damn, what is written here?!"
After reading a few sentences, Wulan couldn't read any more. He felt that if he finished reading according to this article, he would inevitably give people the feeling that "the vice president of the college is ignorant and incompetent", so he decisively threw away the lecture notes.
He stepped aside and immediately grabbed the loudspeaker from Andy's hand.
"Little guys, let's not talk nonsense. You all know what I have asked you to do today." Ulan found that this kind of straightforward language was more suitable for him, and couldn't help stroking his beard proudly: "Jihad is an opportunity.
It’s also an honor, but to get this honor, you have to rely on your true ability!”
"All students below Grade 9 who have not gone to the front line for training must participate. This is also a test of your achievements over the past year!" Ulan paused and continued: "The selection rules this time are very simple. Elimination competition, divided into magic and martial arts.
Regardless of grade, the top six in the magic department and the top five in the martial arts department will be chosen in the final overall ranking! The instructor will send you the specific rules later."
"What I want to remind you is, don't think that those with higher professional levels will definitely win!" At this point, Ulan's voice rose slightly: "It was not uncommon for the 8th grader to lose to the 7th grader in the past, even
It’s not unheard of for a 6th grader to beat an 8th grader.”
"Of course, some auxiliary props will definitely be used. Some students may say that this is unfair!"
"But you have to know that when you reach the ninth level, you will go to the front line! And on the front line, the dark creatures will not be fair to you! What you have to consider is not to cry out for fairness like a weak person, but to
You should use your existing resources to strengthen yourself to the maximum extent, and then create this unfairness as much as possible! This is a required course that you must adapt to from now on!"
Ulan's expression gradually became serious, and the students in the square also stopped whispering and listened attentively: "Don't think that the Holy War is just a competition among several colleges. I think some students may have heard of it.
There have been casualties in previous jihads.”
"I can tell you now that this is true! Although during the Holy War, the host city will arrange relatively complete defense measures to ensure the safety of the participants, but in fact, there is no absolute safety for the warriors in full-scale combat.
It may be a small fireball, or a wind blade, or it may be just an ordinary sword, which will make you disabled or even die. In the past games, although there were not many, this kind of situation did happen. "
"Those who participate in the jihad are all elites from various colleges. Such casualties caused by non-war causes everyone is sad. Then why has Al-Andalus retained the existence of jihad for so long?!"
Ulan's expression was a little sad, but more excited: "Because, Andalus needs this spirit! We also need to let ordinary people see this spirit, or in other words, it is the future of Andalus! So,
Everyone, if you have this spirit, if you are willing to take on the future of Andalus, please move forward and fight!"
"Long live Al-Andalus!"
"Fight! Fight!"
The students in the square were boiling with excitement, and their faces turned red from irritation. The students in the magic department had a surge of magic power all over their bodies, and all the students in the martial arts department clenched their weapons, as if they were ready to draw their swords and kill people at any time.
"I didn't expect that old man Wulan was so eloquent. Bingcube, what did you say..." Shen Yun looked at Wulan with some surprise. He turned around and wanted to discuss with Sean the feasibility of Wulan going to the front line for mobilization, but found that Xiao En changed his usual cold expression and looked excited.
"What!" Looking back and giving Shen Yun a cold look, Sean said with red eyes.
"Uh... no, it's nothing. You continue..." Shen Yun waved his hand with a smile, feeling that Sean's right hand holding the sword could no longer hold back and almost pulled out the sword.
"Perhaps I should change my job to be a shaman? The bloodthirsty effect of the orcs is just that." Ulan looked at the excited state of the students on the high platform with satisfaction, and then said loudly: "Now the instructors of each class will come to the stage to receive the number. The college will shuffle the numbers and randomly match them. The list of the first preliminary round will be announced in the square tomorrow morning. Disband now!"
Follow the team to the instructor, register the information and get back a number plate. Shen Yun only went to the guild for assessment and certification once after he was promoted to level 5. Therefore, although he has reached level 6 now, the information retained in the guild is still level 5. Fortunately, this registration only recorded the grade and class, otherwise Shen Yun would have to explain to the registration instructor why he, a fifth-level student, was in the eighth grade.
I really envy Sean and the others, they are the seeded players who directly enter the round-robin...
Seeded players like Sean and Yu Qianqian will draw numbers together with ordinary students, but their information will be selected separately from the preliminary list and will not be added until the re-selection and ranking.
"No. 1414, it's not very auspicious. Ice cube, how about we exchange it?" Looking at the round card in his hand, Shen Yun felt helpless. Does this count as a bad start?
"Okay!" Sean handed over his number plate happily, not caring whether the number plate could be changed.
"...Well, forget it, since I got it, it means that I have a fate with it, and I should cherish this fate." After staring at the "No. 444" number plate handed over by Sean for a while, Shen Yun suddenly felt I'm pretty lucky.
Looking at Shen Yun strangely, Sean didn't quite understand why he wanted to change it one moment and stopped changing it the next.
"Hey, Brother Yun, what number did you draw? My number is 888, which is average. I hope it can bring me good luck and let me win." Fatty Huck came out of nowhere, seemingly unintentionally. He shook the number plate in his hand.
...Damn fat man, are you looking for a slap in the face?!
"Xiao En~ Ayun, let's finish it too." In the crowd, Defi jumped up and down, waving to Sean and Shen Yun, while Yu Qianqian stood aside with a smile. Hades and Ao not far away. Rafe also pushed aside the crowd and walked toward them.
"No. 8, No. 18, No. 88, No. 888, No. 1888, hehe, hehe... So it's like this..." Looking at the neat number plates in everyone's hands, Shen Yun suddenly felt an inexplicable sadness and anger.
"By the way, are the trials held in the academy?" Shen Yun asked, turning away and ignoring the snickers of Defi and Yu Qianqian.
"No." Putting her "No. 88" back into her small bag, Yu Qianqian replied: "Although there are many training grounds in the academy, firstly, the number is still insufficient, and secondly, they are too scattered, which is not conducive for students to watch the battle. , so each academy selection will be held at the Royal Martial Arts Arena, which is spacious and very convenient for both fighting and watching."
"I haven't been to the palace yet." Shen Yun was a little excited. Apart from going to the Forbidden City with his parents, he had never visited a real palace before.
"The martial arts arena is in the east of the palace, close to the imperial city. It is actually a large open space. Ordinary students cannot enter the office area and royal living area in the palace." Seeing Shen Yun's somewhat regretful expression, Yu Qianqian looked soft and added: "But if you want to take a look, you can come to my place for a walk after the game is over tomorrow."
"Really? I won't cause any trouble to you." Shen Yunqu was actually just curious about the palace and didn't want to make it difficult for Yu Qianqian.
"No, it's too late for me to be happy that you are here, but..." Yu Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled, then felt a little sad:
"It's just that it's not a good place there, so don't be disappointed when the time comes..."