Doomsday Hero Academy

"Zheng Fei, you just said...the winner of the Lingwu Competition will be rewarded with fifty spiritual stones? Or is it a medium-grade one?"

Zheng Fei spread his hands: "Yes, why are you interested?"

Yang Qi couldn't help but pour cold water on him: "I advise you to stop dreaming. Those participating in the competition are at least E-level seniors in the second grade and above. We F-level scum should not go and abuse them."

"Yeah", Zheng Fei sighed: "Besides, even if you want to participate, you have to at least form a team, right? Not to mention substitutes, even if you are the starting five, I'm afraid you can't get together, right?"

"Su Shen, I advise you not to think about the things that you have and don't have, and hurry up and finish writing the review. That's the main thing, haha!"

Su Shenquan pretended not to hear their cynicism and had already begun to ponder the feasibility of participating in the competition.

After all, that was a reward of fifty mid-grade spiritual stones. If replaced with ordinary spiritual stones, it would be five hundred!

Thinking of this, Su Shen's eyes turned red.

Su Shen is very confident in his own ability, but if he wants to compete, he must form a team of at least five people. Where can he find people?

He glanced at Xia Liuli, who was sitting bored by the martial arts arena: "Well, Xia Liuli can be considered one. Although I don't know her exact strength, she is at least E-level!"

Then...

He looked at Qin Shaoan who was crazily writing cursive script and Qin Shaoyi who was charging at the dummy with a look of disgust: "Although they are not strong, they can still kill each other."

Now there are four people, and the remaining candidates...it's a headache!

While writing the review, Su Shen was thinking about the fifth candidate, but after much deliberation, there was no suitable person.

"If Xiaomi were here, I could drag her along, alas!"

The little fat man on the side finally finished writing the last stroke of "cursive" and threw the pen away: "Oh, this kind of writing is really not a human job. I would rather be locked up in the dark room like before than writing a self-criticism."

Turning to look at Su Shen who was still dawdling, the little fat man wondered: "Hey, Brother Shen, you haven't finished writing yet?"

After saying that, he came to Su Shen's side and picked up the piece of paper he had written on it with 'I will never skip class again': "Eh? Brother Shen, why did you write so much? One five gets five, two five 18, Sanqi 29....Why did you write it so many times? Haha, I understand!"

Finally learning the truth of the matter, the little fat man looked at Su Shen excitedly: "So the cultivator actually punished you for copying it at least ten thousand times, right?"

Su Shen looked up at him angrily: "Come out with me!"

The little fat man suddenly felt that the "Chrysanthemum Area" was tight. He quickly put his hands together with a grimace and begged for mercy: "Brother Shen, I was wrong. You know me. Sometimes I just can't control my mouth. Please forgive me again." Just once.”

"We'll talk about this later. You go and call Qin Shaoyi, and I'll call Xia Liuli."

After saying that, he ignored Qin Shaoan and walked to Xia Liuli: "Is it convenient? I have something to do with you."

"it is good."

Xia Liuli nodded with a smile and followed Su Shen out of the martial arts arena without hesitation.

After everyone gathered together, Su Shen slowly spoke: "You all know about the Lingwu Competition, right? I want to participate, are you interested?"

Xia Liuli's big eyes suddenly flashed: "If you want to go, I will definitely go, count me in."

Qin Shaoan and Qin Shaoyi looked at each other. After a long time, the little fat man said: "Since you called me, Brother Shen, I will definitely go, but my strength is not like you..."

Su Shen glared at him fiercely, and the little fat man remembered that Su Shen had said that he was not allowed to reveal his strength, and quickly covered his mouth.

Qin Shaoyi, on the other hand, looked eager to try: "Great! I will definitely be counted in this competition!"

Su Shen's choice for this kind of fighting madman was already within his expectations.

He nodded and continued: "In that case, it's decided. I'll think of a way to find someone to make up the number, otherwise I'm afraid even four of us won't be able to sign up."

"Count me in."

Su Shen turned around in shock, only to see Lin Xiaolan standing behind them with an indifferent expression. If she wasn't familiar with her voice, Su Shen would have doubted whether she heard it wrong.

"You want to participate?"

Lin Xiaolan nodded with a cold face: "Aren't there not enough of you? I'll just help you get some heads, just as a favor to you for saving my life."

Su Shen thought for a while and finally nodded.

Although he had a feud with Lin Xiaolan before, it disappeared after the Dongshan incident. Instead of finding someone who was not very powerful and didn't know him, Lin Xiaolan was undoubtedly a good candidate.

"Okay, I wish us a happy cooperation!"

Su Shen reached out to Lin Xiaolan, but was ignored by the latter: "I'm just returning a favor to you. It's not a happy cooperation. Just call me when you sign up."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left.

"Hey, you are so arrogant, I can't stand the way this young lady looks!"

When the little fat man couldn't help but mutter a few words, Lin Xiaolan suddenly turned around, transformed the ice shield out of nowhere, and threw it towards the little fat man: "Thank you for protecting me on the mountain last time. This ice shield The shield is given to you!”

The little fat man who took the shield was stunned, then blushed and said: "No, how can I get your magic weapon for nothing and give it back... No, how much does this ice shield cost? I'll buy it!"

Lin Xiaolan sneered: "Two middle-grade spiritual stones."

Although she has lowered the original price of the ice shield by less than ten times, this price is too much for the little fat man...

"Think I owe you, let me write you an IOU..."

The little fat man became less and less confident as he spoke, blushing and looking up in embarrassment. Lin Xiaolan waved her hands in disbelief and was about to turn around and leave.

But at this moment, Su Shen unexpectedly stopped her. The latter held two middle-grade spiritual stones in his hands and looked at him with a smile: "Is there any magic weapon like the ice shield? I'll buy it."

Lin Xiaolan:. . .

"You are so shameless..."

Lin Xiaolan looked at him speechlessly: "Do you think the ice shield is a magical weapon on the street that can be obtained casually? I only got it by accident, okay?"

"You're kidding," Su Shen handed over the spirit stone: "I'll give it to you on Qin Shaoan's behalf."

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaolan didn't even look at it, and stepped over Su Shen: "No need, let him return it to me with his own hands when the time comes."

Su Shen looked at his back, then at the little fat man playing with the ice shield with an excited face, and couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "It's weird."

"Su Shen, when should we register?"

Qin Shaoyi, who looked excited, didn't pay attention to this at all, and couldn't wait to pull Su Shen: "Let's sign up now!"

"No rush." ​​Su Shen gently shook off his hand: "I have some important things to do now. You go and find out where to sign up first. We will go when I come back in the afternoon."