Awakened the mythical level at the beginning

Qin Yuan said to the male student.

As a member of the second elite class and the strongest in the class, it is natural to make a contribution to the class.

Especially the old students in the second grade, it's fine to beat up Zhao Feng and Qian Gungun, but they even hit the female students.

Fang Yaoyao, a resolute and outgoing girl, was beaten to tears, which shows how brutal the battle was.

Another point is that Fang Yaoyao's strength ranks second in the class.

Even Fang Yaoyao lost, who else would be the opponent of the second-year old student.

Chapter 49 The Showdown Between New and Old Students

The venue for the first-year welcome party is a competition venue.

There is a ring in the middle, and the east and west sides are freshmen and old students respectively.

There were more than 1000 freshmen, all of them dejected, with bruised noses and swollen faces.

The number of old students is not many, there are more than 100 people, all of them are in high spirits, with smiles on their faces.

Last year, they were beaten up by the old students in the same way.

This year, it's finally their turn to beat up the freshmen.

On the other side of the arena, there were instructors standing there, looking at the ring below with a flat expression.

For the competition between new and old students, the college will not stop it, but encourage it very much.

The college is a small society, and it will not let the students become flowers in the greenhouse.

The competition between colleges is also very cruel. Every year, a large number of students are eliminated because their strength is not up to the standard.

Even if they are geniuses, let them know that there are strong players among the strong, and there are many people who are better than them.

When Qin Yuan arrived, he saw more than a dozen figures intertwined with each other on the ring, and the battle was very fierce.

Including Zhao Feng and Qian Gungun, there are 11 students in Elite Class Two.

One old student and ten new students.

But the battle has continued until now, except for Zhao Feng and the other three who can still attack.

Several freshmen were lying on the ground crying and wailing with wounds all over their bodies.

There were even a lot of blood stains on the ground.

The opponent was a dark-looking second-year old student.

A bronze badge with three stripes hangs on the school uniform.

Third Grade Bronze Realm.

Lao Sheng's entire body was covered with a layer of black armor.

In the face of any attack, he is not afraid, even Zhao Feng's flames of the scorching sun are still unable to break through the old man's defense.

As soon as the old student fired his move, a student rolled on the ground.

"Woooooh, Qin Yuan, you're finally here!"

When Fang Yaoyao saw Qin Yuan, she rushed over suddenly, with pear blossoms and rain on her face, as pitiful as she could be, it made people feel pity.

How can you tell that she is usually a carefree, iron-blooded loli holding a big axe.

"Ahem, please don't do this, I can't stand it."

Qin Yuan watched the two lumps of softness rubbing against his arms, and this feeling...was really refreshing.

This effect is not good, after all, there are so many people present.

If one day is free, we can further communicate our feelings in private.

"Hahaha, is this a first-year elite class student? Can this kind of rubbish get into the elite class?"

The swarthy old man erupted suddenly, knocking Zhao Feng and the others to the ground.

Ten freshmen lost!

As the old students won the game again, a group of old students on the opposite side began to speak wildly, mocking and insulting.

For a while, more than 1000 freshmen dared not speak out.

This is the first batch to be beaten to the ground?

Eight batches of No.30?Or batch 39?

Almost every class has sent students to play.

And it's not a one-on-one fight, but a one-on-ten.

But the result was cruel.

The old students crushed them one-sidedly and defeated them.

Ordinary class, all defeated!

Advanced class, all defeated!

Elite class, all defeated!

This time, it was the second batch of students sent by the second elite class, but they were still defeated and returned in a disastrous defeat.

"It's a pity, it seems that this year's orientation meeting is still the same."

A mentor said dullly, this kind of one-sided battle, without any suspense, makes people uninterested.

"Yeah, after all, there is a big difference in level, and the old students have experienced more, it cannot be made up by quantity."

Gu Zhe, the mentor, shook his head and looked at Jian Yun. "Or, let's end today like this. I think this group of freshmen have been hit hard enough, and it will be counterproductive to continue fighting."

Gu Zhe is the tutor of the first-year elite class, and Jian Yun is the tutor of the second elite class.

Several other instructors, hearing the words, all nodded.

It would be really embarrassing to fight any further.

Even if they practice for another ten days and a half months, the new students will not fail so miserably.