Lan Xuanyu said, "What we can be sure of now is that our third years' opponent should be Senior Tang Yuge, whom we've faced before. I've also asked around. Mechas are not allowed in this competition, but Teacher Xiao said that Battle Armors are allowed. This means that our opponents, starting from the second years, are at least One-Word Battle Armor Masters. By the fifth and sixth years, they might even be Two-Word Battle Armor Masters. "
"Which student in our class is more familiar with the seniors and wants to lead this investigation?" Lan Xuanyu looked at the students.
"I'll do it!"
"I'll do it!"
Two people raised their hands at the same time. One was Yuanen Hui-hui, and the other was Ding Zhuohan.
Lan Xuanyu looked at the two of them and didn't ask too much. "You two can do it together. The time for the match hasn't been finalized yet. I'll keep an eye on it. You guys have to get the information back as soon as possible. We have to investigate at least two to three people in each grade as our hypothetical opponents. Next, I'll formulate a strategy to send out different students to fight against different opponents. No soul master is omnipotent and has their own flaws. We'll target their flaws and use our advantage in numbers to reveal our strengths as much as possible. We'll definitely be able to defeat the enemy and win. "
For the entire afternoon, Lan Xuanyu and his classmates were planning for this match. No one left. Even the students who knew that they wouldn't be able to go on stage were still excited. Because this match was no longer a matter of a single person or a small team, but the entire first years.
Outer Court Dean's office.
"These little guys really dare to think!" Looking at the joint letter in her hand, Ying Luohong didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Xiao Qi smiled and said, "This is a good thing. I'm liking Xuan Yu more and more now. He dares to think and dare to do, he's smart and hardworking. He's definitely a rare seedling. If it weren't for his low soul power, I think he would definitely be able to leave a strong mark on Shrek Academy in the future. "
Ying Luohong said, "I will report this matter to the Sea God Pavilion. Personally, I support it. Other things aside, the fact that these children have such courage and can be so united is worth encouraging. "
Xiao Qi smiled and said, "I think so too. I already feel blessed to be able to lead such a class. "
Ying Luohong said: "Don't be happy too early. This was just the beginning. In the Outer Courtyard, the second year graduation was a watershed. The quality of their one-word battle armor began to widen the gap between the students. When he graduated from his fourth year, it would be another watershed. At that time, they would be able to see who would be able to enter the inner court, or who would have the opportunity to enter the inner court. You still have a lot of work to do. "
Xiao Qi said, "Don't worry, I will do my best to take care of them. Since the students are working so hard, as a teacher, I naturally won't slack off. "
Ying Luohong said: "In fact, what you should be thinking about the most now is how to comfort them after their failure, so that they can still maintain that impulse to move forward."
"Why should we consider failure?" Xiao Qi looked at Ying Luohong, "Even I don't think they can reach the end. However, as their teacher in charge, all I can think about is victory. I believe in my students. No matter how far they can go, they will give it their all. What's more, the meaning of a miracle is to turn the impossible into the possible. Isn't that so? "
"Very good." Ying Luohong smiled. "Then I'll wait to see them create a miracle."
"Thank you for your support, Dean."
Watching Xiao Qi leave, Ying Luohong couldn't help but shake her head helplessly. Looking at the joint name book in her hand, a figure suddenly appeared in her mind.
"Sixth year … the sixth year of the historical record. Hehe. I didn't expect another first year to appear. "
The time for the competition was announced the next day. First was the internal selection competition. The internal selection was arranged by each class. It could be used in actual combat or simulated battles in the Douluo World. In order to deal with the subsequent year-skipping challenges, the vast majority of the classes chose simulated battles.
The academy's rule was one week. Within a week, the selection of each class had to be completed. Then, the year-skipping challenge would begin with the first years. Because it was an actual combat, after each battle, there was a day of rest. The winner could choose to continue. And each grade had to challenge at least once. The premise was that they were not defeated.
The internal challenges of the other grades had already begun, but the first years were calm, at least on the surface.
In the blink of an eye, a week passed. All the grades had already competed. And the year-skipping challenge was about to officially begin.
Shrek Academy's Exchange Center had been very lively recently. Especially when it came to the exchange for the tournament.
The exchanges were mainly for the candidates of each Outer Court grade who were likely to participate in the year-skipping challenge.
There were also some Heaven and Earth treasures that could temporarily increase one's combat strength. Because soul devices were not inferior to those used in the challenge, they were not very popular at this time.
Shrek City's Gambling Center had specially opened a bet for this competition. Because it was an internal confrontation of the academy, it was not open to the public. The scale was not very big. And it was only opened within the academy. It was aimed at the teachers and students of the academy.
There were several benefits to doing this. One was to earn Shrek emblems from the students. Only emblems were accepted. Also, through the odds, everyone could make a more intuitive judgment.
Every cross-level challenge had its own individual payout rate. There was also the odds for winning streaks.
The Outer Court was once again bustling with noise and excitement. The students, who were usually busy with their own training, had recently turned their attention to the year-skipping challenge. In fact, there were only five rounds in all the challenges. But they were undoubtedly the peak battles of the Outer Court students. It was still very interesting. Especially since there would be a difference in numbers between different grades, it was relatively fair.
At this moment, what no one knew was that Lan Xuanyu was sweating profusely at the Blacksmith's Association. There were a few people standing in his forging room.
Among them was the senior who led Lan Xuanyu into the world of forging, Yang Yingming. Other than him, there were three others.
These three were all wearing red school uniforms. Obviously, they were all Inner Court students. And these three had even more important identities in Shrek Academy. They were the president and vice president of the Shrek Blacksmith's Association.
The presidents of all the associations in the academy were all students.
The three in front of him were naturally all students, and they were all Inner Court disciples. The person in the lead looked to be twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. His appearance was simple and unsophisticated, and he wasn't tall. Everything looked ordinary. But his arms were longer than ordinary people, and his palms were larger. They were very wide and thick.
The other three people, including Yang Yingming, stood behind him.
At this moment, Lan Xuanyu was focused on forging the metal in front of him. It was a piece of mithril. Among the rare metals, it was also one of the most valuable. It was also brought back by Lan Xuanyu and the others from last semester's final exam.
His body spun, and the hammer fell. Everything seemed simple and neat. Every rumble was steady and continuous. More importantly, it was mental focus.
At this moment, Lan Xuanyu seemed to have become one with his forging hammer. The rumbles echoed in the smithing room. If it were an ordinary person, they would have been annoyed by the deafening sound. But for the few blacksmiths, they were used to it.
Yang Yingming counted silently in his heart, "34, 35, 36. 37 hammers. 38, 39, 40, 41 … "
Just as he counted to this point, suddenly, accompanied by a low rumble, a silver light suddenly soared into the sky. Lan Xuanyu also spun around on the spot and put away the forging hammer in his hand.
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