Douluo Continent arrives through the sky

The next day.

Poseidon Square.

A group of freshmen had gathered here early. They were amazed by the upcoming entrance ceremony and admired the statue of Poseidon standing tall in the square, which undoubtedly aroused the ambition and pride of the young people.

The sun is shining high, and the bright sunshine is so bright that people can't open their eyes. Yun Musheng is wearing white clothes and pants today. The silk-like texture is loose and elegant, casting a golden halo in the sunlight. She is elegant and elegant, and is particularly eye-catching. .

"Boom!"

A bell rang, and the freshmen who were still chattering suddenly fell silent.

"quiet."

Amidst the admiring gazes, Zhou Ziwei arrived quietly and appeared quietly through the space in the astonished eyes of the freshmen. He looked even more mysterious, powerful and elegant.

"What should be said, I told you yesterday, and what should not be said, you should gradually understand during the entrance test in the past few days. So, there is no need to talk nonsense today."

Indeed, some people never need to say much, and some words can only be understood through experience.

"All freshmen, a class of classmates, come out and go to the far left."

"Class 2, on the right side of Class 1."

"Class 3, Class 4, Class 5, line up to the right in order. I'll give you two minutes to stand up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Si Yu's powerful voice sounded first.

"A class of classmates quickly came behind me and stood in a row of five according to their height!"

Yun Musheng turned around and saw that Si Yu had already decided a group of landing points with the Poseidon statue as the center.

She looked at Si Yuao's figure standing in the crowd, and then at herself. When she started to use her soul power, her whole body floated slightly. The clothes are fluttering, the sun is shining, and the graceful figure is slowly rising, making her appear to "stand out" from the crowd.

"Class 2 students, come behind me and stand in a row of five according to your height!"

The sound was not loud, but it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears under the influence of soul power.

From the corner of his eye, Si Yu glanced at the figure next to him who seemed to have grown as tall as himself inadvertently. He gently pressed the corner of his mouth to hide his too obvious smile.

Two minutes passed in a blink of an eye. Everyone understood that this was the first impression that needed to be made in front of the dean, and no one delayed it.

Zhou Ziwei looked at the neat team in front of him and nodded noncommittally.

"For a class, the most important thing is to choose the class president."

Zhou Ziwei looked around and took in the subtle changes in everyone's expressions, "Yesterday's selection of squad leader is still temporary. I believe you all know that in Shrek, everything is only about points. And the position of squad leader, every There will be a fixed monthly income of 300 points, and the deputy squad leader will receive 150 points."

Before he finished speaking, everyone was in an uproar.

Points mean cultivation resources. Only with more points can you exchange for more resources.

Three hundred doesn't seem like much, but one meal is only ten points! Not to mention other treasures of heaven and earth, weapons and elixirs, and mimicry training rooms, there is no need to spend money on any of them.

If we don't fight for it, we will only fall into a deadlock in which the strong will become stronger and the weak will become weaker.

Zhou Ziwei looked at the suddenly heated atmosphere and chuckled:

"Shrek, let your strength speak for itself. Then, the election of squad leader will begin with Class 1."

"Students who want to run for the position of class president, please come forward."

silence.

A comical silence fell upon the square.

He was so eager to try before, but now he is as quiet as a chicken.

Challenge Si Yu? He is the chief, let alone the first class, no one in the entire grade can beat him.

Isn't there a position of deputy squad leader, and there is no need to fight with Si Yu.

Seeing the group of people quickly lowering their gazes, Zhou Ziwei shook his head helplessly and said: "Then, the squad leader of the first group is Si Yu."

"Students who are interested in running for deputy squad leader, please come forward."

One group consisted of five people in one line and four people in the other, a total of two lines. Originally, the two lines were standing side by side. As soon as Zhou Ziwei finished speaking, a ravine seemed to be drawn between the two lines, and they separated instantly.

"Ling Xiao, Pan Fengcheng, Zheng Yunying...eh? This person is

who? "

Cui Wei and Kasyapa were muttering quietly in the third team on the side.

"Third on the Young Genius List, Duan Qingyang, a powerful attack weapon soul master, he must be Duan Qingyang."

"Oh, his ranking is not as good as Zheng Yunying's, and his strength must not be that great." Cui Wei moved her heels boredly, "He looks like a knife user. His martial soul is a knife, right?"

"Yes, it is said to be a top-notch weapon spirit. In terms of spirit quality, among the top three young geniuses, Zheng Yunying's spirit quality is the worst."

"Vice squad leader, there is only one quota. Zheng Yunying, as someone who is not in the top ten, you can first choose one person to be your opponent."

Zheng Yunying's face looked stiff and ugly at this time. Zhou Ziwei's words once again deeply hurt her heart.

Even Duan Qingyang, the thing ranked after her, can enter the top ten!

And the reason why she ended up in this situation... was all because of Yun Musheng!

"I choose Duan Qingyang."

Zheng Yunying clenched her hands and did not raise her head.

"Idiot."

At this end, Cui Wei and Kasyapa shook their heads at the same time.

If she chooses someone better than her, there will be no shame even if she loses. But she chose Duan Qingyang. Winning is meaningless, but losing is a complete defeat.

In the center of Poseidon Square, the high platform slowly rose, and the competition began.

Everyone gathered around to watch. People who had no intention of running for the election were very interested, but those who did not intend to run for the election watched the battle on the stage become more and more intense, and secretly became nervous in their hearts.

Zheng Yunying defeated Duan Qingyang, but the process was visibly difficult.

"His sword is quite strong and powerful." Cui Wei admired it.

"Yes." Yun Musheng nodded slightly, "He lost to Zheng Yunying, but he only missed one fifth soul skill."

"But when it comes to weapon martial arts, the most powerful one present is Ling Xiao."

"Oh?"

"You were not present during the trial. Now take a closer look. I feel that his ability may be somewhat restrained against you." Yun Musheng turned to Cui Wei and said seriously.

"Um... well."

Cui Wei was a little unconvinced when she heard this, and her mouth pursed slightly unconsciously. Seeing Ling Xiao and Pan Fengcheng walking onto the fighting stage, their eyes were immediately fixed on Ling Xiao.

snort. I want to see where you are better than me!