Doomsday Hero Academy

"who are you?"

Qin Shaoan looked sideways at Lao Biqing.

"Introduce yourself." Lao Biqing obviously did not want to offend the Qin family for no reason: "My name is Lao Biqing, I am Lao Bicheng's brother, a freshman with Grade A qualifications."

"Sigh~~"

Qin Shaoan took a breath, why is the Grade A qualification so worthless now? Can you run into one wherever you go?

The little fat man knew in his heart that after coming to the Cultivation Academy, he would definitely not be able to continue to be as arrogant as he was before in Yucheng.

Putting aside the Crouching Tigers and Hidden Dragons in Dragon City, there might be a true god hidden somewhere. The Cultivation Academy is a college directly under the council. Here, you only rely on your strength to speak, and no one may give you face.

But since he is Su Shen's friend, he naturally stands firmly on Su Shen's side: "I don't care who you are, if you have the ability, we will test it and see the real results, don't make such nonsense!"

Lao Biqing smiled contemptuously: "Okay, I'll see you for the assessment then, Bicheng, let's go."

Turning around, Lao Bicheng was still a little unwilling: "Brother, if that Su Shen really dares to come tomorrow, help me beat him up."

Lao Biqing glanced at him in astonishment: "Isn't he just a medic? You can't beat him?"

"this...."

Lao Bicheng looked a little embarrassed: "Brother, you don't know, this kid is a bit evil..."

Seeing a few people walking away, Qin Shaoan breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Shen, to be honest, I'm a little confused. The five instructors in our college are all from the combat department. Are you really ready to go?"

"Why not?"

Su Shen chuckled: "The worst I can do is get the reward, and I won't choose any tutor. I can just go back to the big class and continue taking classes.

What's more, the school doesn't stipulate that if you pass the assessment, you must choose a tutor, right? "

"There are no regulations...but I've never heard of a student who passed the exam and didn't choose a tutor?"

"Then I'll be the first one." Su Shen clapped his hands and stood up: "Let's go back to the dormitory to sleep!"

At this time, the little fat man suddenly realized: "So, Brother Shen, in fact, your purpose of taking the assessment is to go for the spirit stone, right?"

"Little fat man, if you see through it but don't tell it, we are still good friends."

Early the next morning, in the square in front of Shangwu Building, thousands of students who signed up for the assessment were crowded in front of the building.

Although I know that it will be difficult for me to make the final 50-man roster, what if I have a little bit of luck and God will bless me?

Again, as long as you come and give it a try, you might have a [-]% chance. If you don’t even dare to come, you won’t even have a [-]% chance!

Su Shenyao looked at the makeshift rostrum, where several people were laughing and chatting. One of them was very familiar to him - Xia Yuan.

How could Xia Yuan miss the annual freshman assessment?

He was currently chatting with several other instructors.

"Wan Xing, there are quite a few teenagers who have awakened to the gun system this year, and they all have pretty good qualifications. You've had a great harvest this time."

Yang Wanxing is in his 40s. He is one of the mentors and a B-level boss no less than Xia Yuan.

He laughed loudly when he heard this: "I hope, grandma is a bitch. Last year, there were a few Grade A qualifications, and they were all swordsmen. What a damn unlucky thing!"

Peng Xilai, who was wearing a green gown and carrying a long sword on his back, was unhappy when he heard this: "Yang, what do you mean?"

"I don't mean anything. I just can't stand those students of yours. They don't learn well every day. They follow you and wear tattered robes every day and carry a broken sword on their back to pretend to be stupid."

"I see you want to fight?"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't make it?"

"Hehehe, don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, be steady, be steady."

An old man in his 60s, with white hair and beard, stopped the two of them with a smile: "Today is a big day for exams. If you two fight here, wouldn't you make these freshmen laugh? Master Ying, Master Division, what do you think? Is what the old man said right?"

Two 30-year-old Xu women, known as Ying Shi and Si Shi, are the last two mentors.

Among them, Si Bingchen, who is wearing a red dress, is a powerful fire-type expert and a B-level boss. He is young but has fire-type cultivation, which should not be underestimated.

She rolled her eyes at Yang Wanxing: "That guy is a hot-tempered and reckless man. Master, please don't pay attention to him."

Ying Caifu, another B-level powerhouse and mentor of the ice system, had a rather cold temperament and only nodded slightly: "The time is coming, please give the director a lecture to these children."

Xia Yuan chuckled and waved his hand: "I can't overstep here. Everything still depends on the teachers. How many teachers can you choose?"

Several people smiled, but no one wanted to speak.

It is impossible to say that there is no favorite candidate in their hearts, especially among the students in this class, there are many Grade A geniuses in the physics and warfare department. Peng Xilai and Yang Wanxing must have a student they like.

It's just that neither of them will reveal their thoughts.

Although one of them is a swordsman and the other is a gunfighter, who said that a swordsman can't guide gunfights?

As long as he has extraordinary qualifications and gets his name, when he becomes famous in one battle in the future, he, the teacher, will also benefit from it.

As for Ying Caifu and Si Bingchen, they don't have that much thought. Ying Caifu has a cold temperament, so she won't discuss this with them.

But Si Bingchen noticed a strange thing on the list: "Eh? Did I see it wrong? Why is there a medical soldier here?"

Yang Wanxing said angrily: "Then you must be wrong. Which medical soldier has nothing to do to take the combat assessment?"

After hearing Si Bingchen's words, Xia Yuan's heart moved: "Let me take a look at the list."

After taking the list and seeing the familiar name written on it, Xia Yuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth: "Has this kid figured it out? This is getting more and more interesting."

"What did you say?" Si Bingchen asked in confusion, not hearing what he said clearly.

"It's nothing."

Xia Yuan shook his head: "The list is correct. This guy is indeed a medical soldier, but he is a bit different as a medical soldier."

"It's just a medical soldier, what difference can it make? Can he change the world?" Yang Wanxing muttered unconvincedly.

"Ten Thousand Stars!"

Xiu Jian, the old man with the white beard, gave a low drink, turned to Xia Yuan and smiled: "Don't be surprised if Wan Xing has such a temper."

Naturally, Xia Yuan wouldn't care: "Wan Xing and I have a good personal relationship, why would I mind?"

"Haha", Xiu Jian smiled and changed the subject: "Do you know this medical soldier?"

"We know each other, maybe." Xia Yuan was noncommittal, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, as if he was remembering something interesting.

"Then what's so special about this kid?" Xiu Jian asked curiously.

"Is it extraordinary? I don't know, but maybe I will know after a while."

Seeing Xia Yuan's pretense, several people shook their heads. He was just a medic. Could he be better than a combat type soldier?

They didn't take this matter seriously in their hearts, but they were still optimistic about the few seedlings they had already targeted.

Only Xiu Jian looked at Xia Yuan's back and glanced thoughtfully at the list in his hand. Those two words were clearly on the target word——

Su Shen.