Once upon a time there was a demon pass

None of the bells and whistles of Spirit Academy.

but...

In the auditorium, the eyes were red.

Even the smile gradually faded.

Look solemn.

The barrage in the live broadcast was even more frantic.

All of a sudden, the audience exploded.

"Depend on!"

"Why didn't I think of this!"

"In terms of combat performance, my Spiritual Academy is not inferior to his military academy!"

"It's over, it's over..."

"Next year's enrollment... can't be competed."

The dean of Lingnian was a little lost in thought, with chagrin in his eyes, he clenched his fists and slammed his palm hard.

Great!

"Boss Yu, do we want to play a game of passion?"

Zhao Zicheng suddenly turned his head and looked at Yu Sheng, but his body froze in place.

Because he saw...Yu Sheng was seriously searching for quotations on his smart watch.

Not quite!

As an intuition of someone who has experienced it, if I come out at this time with a stunning and passionate one, I will definitely be crushed to pieces after Yu Sheng makes a move.

No, Yu Sheng is absolutely not allowed to overshadow her own limelight this time!

While thinking about it, Zhao Zicheng's eyes lit up, and he controlled the wheelchair without knowing where he was going.

On the ring stage, students from other colleges were still entering the arena in an orderly manner.

It's just that there is no spirituality, the amazingness of the military academy.

A famous teacher beat his chest and stomped his feet, annoyed why he didn't react and asked someone to pick the peaches.

National live broadcast, what a good promotional condition!

Ling Nian reacted.

Relying on the tacit understanding of their own training, the military academy is not ashamed.

They were the only ones left, like idiots, reduced to others' backdrops, more and more setting off their extraordinaryness.

Perhaps the only comforting thing is that Lingwu Academy is also on this background board.

And it fits in perfectly.

The advantage of starting is wasted in vain.

"Next, it's time for the real highlight."

"Have you... heard the legend of Mo Academy?"

"Have you...have you imagined that one day, you, or your descendants, will be able to join this academy?"

"Will your...will the blood that has been silent for a long time boil again?"

"This time, Mo Academy... only has two people!"

"But... still invincible!"

"Yu Sheng, Zhao Zicheng!"

"Exit!"

Xu Yuanqing, who had been sitting firmly on the judges' seat, suddenly looked serious, and rose into the air with flames burning on his body.

Like a god of war, standing proudly in the void.

The voice continued to echo from the venue.

In the end, his eyes slowly landed in front of the live camera: "Of course, I want to mention someone here."

"He is the vice principal of our Mo Academy."

"Although he usually only modestly calls himself a migrant worker of the Mo Academy, we know that he has paid too much, too much for the Mo Academy."

"Also a very respectable old man."

"His words and deeds are shining on me..."

A majestic energy swept across the audience, and Xu Yuanqing's mouth was closed in the next second, unable to utter a word.

The flame on his body was instantly extinguished as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

It even fell to the ground disheveledly, with a panicked expression on his face. .biqugé

"Change the host."

An old voice sounded from the void, echoing continuously in the venue.

The dean's eyes lit up, he got up decisively, trotted to the arena, took the microphone and said, "Hi everyone, I'm the dean of the Lingnian Academy, Qian Shu!"

"I'm going to officiate the game next."

"The one who will appear next is the Mo Academy."

"Applause."

Qian Shu's words were very brief, and he returned to the judges' seat to sit down.

Empty the arena.

Looking at Xu Yuanqing who was sitting next to him, who was about to cry but couldn't even speak, he couldn't help laughing: "Xu Datou, you don't really think that Old Sun doesn't pay attention to this game, do you?"

"But I have to say that your licking skills are getting better and better."

"What are you looking at, what?"

"You scold me, let me listen."

Seeing Xu Yuanqing gnashing his teeth, Qian Shu felt unprecedentedly happy for a moment.

"You gangsters from Mo Academy, you have to..."

He stopped abruptly after speaking halfway.

There was a cold air on the back.

At the judges' table, Yuan Qingshan and Qi Changshan just looked at him quietly without saying a word.

It wasn't until then that he suddenly realized it.

There are four judges in total.

From Sanmo Academy.

As a result, I installed it here.

Shut up decisively.

Like a good baby, he looked at the empty arena seriously, as if some magical power was attracting him.

……

The door opens.

Everyone looked curiously.

After all, Mo Academy is the one that attracts the most attention at any time.

Although this year, due to the serious injuries of all members, people are not favored in the casino, but after all, I want to see what kind of people come out of the Mo Academy.

Before seeing anyone, I heard the sound of the engine.

Soon, a wheelchair drove out slowly.

Zhao Zicheng was sitting in a wheelchair, dragging a tablet computer with a huge screen in his hand.

Camera lens close-up.

On the computer screen, the scene of the teenagers who had just pretended to be aggressive before crawling out of the manhole cover in embarrassment was played in a loop.

Moreover, the video has been edited and matched with bgm.

It looked extremely miserable.

Originally, Wu Qianqiu, Li Yihan and others had concocted a master temperament, which was completely broken at this moment.

Zhao Zicheng controlled the rhythm very well.

At the end of the video, stop firmly at the center of the ring.

And the computer screen was frozen on a group photo.

Sun Wen, Artai, Lin Xiaoxiao, Mu Yu, including Yu Sheng stood side by side at the back.

And Zhao Zicheng was alone in front.

Smile on face.

It looks as if... Zhao Zicheng is the well-deserved newcomer king among this freshmen.

After all, he is also the champion of the knockout round.

This was Zhao Rentu's first battle to make a name for himself.

……

Ink Academy.

"Fuck, when did this shit take a sneak shot?"

"I remembered, do you still remember the last time, after he was bitten by Dabai..."

"It's so cheap!"

Several sick patients gathered in Sun Wen's room, watching the super-large high-definition screen projected, they all gritted their teeth and cursed in low voices.

He denounced Zhao Zicheng for his shameless behavior.

And Yu Sheng stood beside Zhao Zicheng so calmly from the beginning to the end, very inconspicuous.

More like a nurse than a student.

Until he looked at the countless audience in the auditorium, with anticipation in his eyes, he took a deep breath and took a step forward.