The yin and yang judgment of Douluo Continent

Chapter 52 Stealing the Dean's Showcase

After several days of round robin and knockout matches, only four of the freshman teams remained.

The progress of the freshman assessment has also reached the semi-finals. After today's competition, the afternoon will be used for rest, and the finals will be held the next day.

Although there are not many teams left and only one game will be played every day, the spectator area is still overcrowded.

Not only the freshmen who were asked by the teacher to come to watch the battle, but also many senior students, and some college leaders who usually don't see each other.

For example, Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo, the deans of the two major factions of the academy.

On the high platform, Yan Shaozhe looked at Qian Duoduo, who was heavily backed in front of him, with a smile on his face.

"You guys aren't staying with the Soul Guidance Department, why did you come here?"

"Why, can't I watch my son play?"

Qian Duoduo pouted, pretending to be careless.

He came here for another purpose, and that was to select some talented disciples for the Soul Guidance Department.

As the vice president of the Soul Guidance Department, but under the pressure of his wife, he always runs here to be cheeky.

"All right, I don't know your purpose yet?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, it's time for me to go down and host the lottery, and encourage my children."

Yan Shaozhe chuckled, patted Qian Duoduo on the shoulder, got up and walked off the high platform.

He was like a bright mirror in his heart, as soon as Qian Duoduo came, he knew what the other party was here for.

But if he wanted to poach talented students from the Wuhun Department, he would absolutely not agree.

Even Ye Chen, who is a double cultivation, is enough for Yan Shaozhe to feel pain.

It's still for Mu Lao's face, and He Yechen is the adopted son of Xian Lin'er, otherwise he wouldn't let him go.

"Cut, isn't it just going down and pretending to win people's hearts, and talking so grandly!"

Qian Duoduo sneered, somewhat disapproving.

After all, after getting along for so many years, they really know each other too well.

The teaching director Du Weilun on the side didn't dare to offend, so he could only smile and followed quickly.

……

Inside the arena, four teams lined up, waiting to draw their semi-final opponents.

Today was the last time they drew lots, and they all looked at each other, hoping to draw a relatively simple opponent.

The strange thing is that although he is the only one in Yechen's team, no one wants to meet him.

Even Dai Huabin is the same.

This black-haired boy with different eyes is really too mysterious to them.

After so many games, Yechen didn't even release his martial soul.

Every time, just relying on the incredibly powerful physical body and some unpredictable and magical means, he can easily win.

Whenever those who observe him sum up his methods of fighting the enemy, they will soon be refreshed by his new methods.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is endless.

In the team next to Yechen, Huo Yuhao's face became a little cloudy and pale, and he stared fixedly at a young man in the team on the far right.

He didn't tell Yechen about his family affairs, so even if Yechen knew it well, he couldn't say anything.

All I could do was pat him on the shoulder and give him an encouraging look.

To say that the happiest person at the scene was Zhou Yi, the homeroom teacher of the first class of freshmen.

Two teams in the class she led entered the semi-finals, but she let out a bad breath in front of Mu Jin, the class teacher of the second class.

Because changes have begun to occur, Mu Jin is now not the head teacher of Class Nine, but has become Class Two.

Not a single team in their class entered the semi-finals, and all of them failed.

……

When Yan Shaozhe stepped off the high platform and arrived at the lottery venue, he heard a burst of loud noises.

"What's the matter, I haven't introduced myself yet, could it be that they already know my identity, are they surprised?"

Yan Shaozhe said doubtfully, but he was still a little proud in his heart.

His real age is over 90, yet he is still so narcissistic.

But when he heard what the students were talking about, he suddenly became depressed again.

"Sure enough, he's so handsome. Those eyes seem to have a gravitational force, and it sucks my soul away."

"Ahh! Look, look, he's looking at me!"

"Nonsense, he was obviously looking at me. How could he notice you like a pig like you?"

……

Unknowingly, many girls have become nympho, and even some places have disputes because of Yechen's eyes.

Although it was a competition, he still wore a white robe, which floated gently behind him under the wind.

Yechen's brows seem to reveal a "fairy spirit", the fantastic pupils can make people immerse themselves in it unconsciously, the perfect facial features are sharp and angular, giving people a dreamlike feeling.

What a handsome boy!

Yan Shaozhe watched this scene with black lines all over his face, but he didn't know who they were talking about.

He muffled the noisy voices with his soul power, forced out a soft smile, and walked over.

It seems that since Yechen grew up, no matter where he went, he would naturally become the focus of the scene.

"Freshman class one, Yechen stepped forward to draw lots!"

Ye Chen was the first to be called by name, and he exchanged a glance with Yan Shaozhe, and was slightly taken aback.

'How can Uncle Yan laugh so far-fetchedly? It's scary. '

There was only one person in his team, so he had to draw lots by himself.

Yechen felt somewhat apprehensive. If Huo Yuhao and his team were drawn, he would face a difficult choice.

It would appear disrespectful to them if they released the water, but if they didn't release the water, their team's results would only stop at the semi-finals, at most they would be third.

"You kid can do it, steal my limelight."

Beside the lottery box, Yan Shaozhe said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly, and gave Yechen a look full of meaning.

Yechen was a little confused by this sentence, but he thought of something in an instant, and grinned with a deep smile.

The two didn't say much, after all, there are too many people here.

"Freshmen, class one, Yechen, lottery, No. [-]!"

Du Weilun took the lottery slip in Yechen's hand and shouted loudly.

This lottery means that Yechen will play against the team that has drawn the same lottery in court No. [-].

Don't think about it anymore, anyway, the draw has been exhausted, and the final result will be left to God's will.

He didn't expect Yan Shaozhe to give him the water, and deliberately let Huo Yuhao and the others draw number two.

As the head of a hospital, the most important thing is to try to ensure fairness, even if he does so, no one will know.

Fortunately, in the end, luck was on Yechen's side.

Huo Yuhao's team was drawn number two, and their opponent was Ning Tian's team from Freshman Class Nine.

And Yechen's opponent was Huo Yuhao's old enemy, Dai Huabin.

It seems that Yechen will not be able to see the good show of their brothers fighting against each other.

Of course he thought so too.

Today is different from the past, the annual rings of history are not turning in the original direction.

At least up to now, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong haven't experimented with the martial soul fusion technique, so they don't know what will happen in the future.

If Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who don't have martial soul fusion skills, meet Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, they may not be able to win.

And it just so happens that Yechen also wants to ask for advice on this martial soul fusion technique that has become famous in the mainland ten thousand years ago—the Nether White Tiger

(End of this chapter)