Great Showman of the Spirit

The incident of the interview was just one of the minor incidents. This time, many candidates gathered in Zhenwang Mountain for the second assessment.

The scenery of Zhenwang Mountain is really fascinating. Looking from the waiting area, there are endless mountains in the distance, and dense jungles one after another. From time to time, there will be many flying elves shuttling through it. People are very yearning.

But just like a beautiful rose with thorns, this seemingly incomparably quiet and beautiful mountain forest is also full of dangers. Even if they are separated by such a long distance, candidates can occasionally hear monster-like sounds coming from the dense forest. One can imagine how powerful the mysterious and unknown elves are, at least they will definitely not be able to handle them, newcomer trainers who only know a little bit.

Therefore, many candidates are curious about the content of the second assessment. If this assessment has nothing to do with Zhenwang Mountain, then why does the Pocket Association go to such trouble to move everyone here?

Some said that the Pocket Association wanted them to experience the dangers of the wild in advance, and some said that they wanted to get something from the safe area in the mountains. Different ideas followed one after another. In short, the candidates were full of enthusiasm for the upcoming second assessment. expect.

I don’t know how long it took, but as the last batch of candidates took their seats, the current president of the Pocket Association, Mr. Luowumuluo, also appeared in everyone’s sight.

It was nearly ten o'clock at this time, the sun was climbing higher and higher, and the temperature was about to reach the highest point of the day.

The sun was shining hotly on the ground, and the students standing in the big tent still felt their mouths were dry, but the gray-haired old Luo, who was close to his age, just did not take any protection and moved slowly. Shuttle through the sun-bathed Central Avenue.

Time passed bit by bit, starting from the gate of the preparation area until now, Mr. Luo had only walked half the distance, his weather-beaten face was covered with beads of sweat. There are also little watermarks left on the road, but the sun is too hot, and they all disappear after just a few breaths.

There were also a few staff in the middle who couldn't stand watching anymore. They tried to go up to hold an umbrella for Mr. Luo several times, or drove him to the front in a car, but without exception, they were rejected by Mr. Luo. He insisted on being alone. Go to the front without any help

There is no doubt that this is an extremely stubborn old man, but he is also extremely cute.

Seeing this stubborn and lovely old man refusing help again and again, determined to rely on his old body to walk through the central road of the poisonous sun alone, the bubbling discussions gradually died down at some point.

incredible thing

This preparation area was a bit larger than the entire battle dome. The area where tens of thousands of young candidates and thousands of staff members gathered turned silent at this time.

The only sound that sounded was Mr. Luo's slow, rhythmic and powerful footsteps.

The footsteps were not loud, but they resounded in everyone's hearts like rolling thunder.

This is the first president of the Pocket Association

This is an elder who is extremely respected by all candidates and even their parents.

This is a real man who has used his own body, his own years, and his own actions to create a new world.

Even though he is approaching the end of the Zang Dynasty, he still uses his practical actions to inspire hope for the new era.

Gradually, some candidates couldn't bear it anymore. They couldn't tolerate such a respected elder enduring such pain alone, so they spontaneously walked out of the tent and wanted to endure the same trial as the old man.

Such actions and moods infected all the candidates like a virus. One batch after another, a group of candidates spontaneously walked out of the tent, determined to spend this difficult time with Mr. Luo.

"Qiu Yu, don't you come over?"

Looking at Luo Lao who was about to arrive here in the middle of the road, Gao Zihao who was already standing outside the tent and a group of students cast puzzled eyes.

"No, I'll let it go."

Qiu Yu shook her head solemnly.

It's not that he doesn't respect this old man who has fought for the entire elf world almost all his life, nor is it that he is cold-blooded and ruthless so that he can't feel the indescribable feelings.

On the contrary, he knows better than anyone else and respects this old man more than anyone else, so he will not go out and waste his energy in vain.

In the pocket, Qiu Yu involuntarily exerted a little force on the hand holding the three elf balls.

Yes, he knows what Mr. Luo really wants.

Therefore, he will definitely win the final victory in this second assessment with his strongest attitude.

This is how he, Qiu Yu, pays respect to this great old man.

"never mind."

Since Qiu Yu was unwilling, the students wouldn't force it either, so they stood under the sun and watched Lao Luo's progress.

But as the number of people increased, even when there were only a few people in the tent, Luo Lao stopped.

"You go back"

The sound wasn't too loud, but it clearly fell into everyone's ears.

"Mr. Luo, us"

"go back"

Before everyone could finish speaking, Luo Lao spoke again.

Obviously his expression was still so kind, but his voice sounded more and more majestic, and he couldn't tolerate anyone's rejection.

And everyone also gritted their teeth, raised their heads, closed their eyes and stood stubbornly, no one was willing to retreat.

"Why don't you go back? Then I, an old man, will risk my life to see who has the endurance, you young kids, or the old man like me."

After saying that, Mr. Luo really stood there motionless, like a very majestic statue.

The temperature gradually rose, and the hearts of a group of teenagers were also turbulent. Seeing that Luo Lao was really standing there, they panicked one by one, and quickly retreated into the tent.

They came outside just to cheer up Mr. Luo. If Mr. Luo really stood still, wouldn't it be putting the cart before the horse for them?

Looking at the examinees who had retreated into the tent again, Mr. Luo stroked his beard and smiled, and walked slowly again, "They are all good boys, they are all good boys."

As if to stop worrying the children, Mr. Luo's pace accelerated a lot this time. After a few minutes, he finally arrived at the end of the tent, in front of a huge temporary meeting stage.

Seeing that the old man finally arrived at the finish line without incident, the big stone in everyone's heart was also put down at the same moment.

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