Tree Shade City, in a villa located outside the school.
Old Garro saw his decadent son.
"Look at you now! Ah! "He hated iron for not becoming steel. Other senior members of the Heroes' Club knew about this, which made him lose face even more.
Garro's hair was messy, and he still couldn't get rid of the nightmare from a few months ago. When he met a random student at school, he felt that the other party looked at him with ridicule.
He couldn't stand it anymore, so he had to move outside the school.
"Why, why can't I beat any of them? I worked very hard, only playing for five hours a day, and the rest of the time was spent on cultivation. Why can't I beat those guys from Class Three?! "
Old Garro looked at his decadent and depraved appearance and wanted to slap him.
But he raised his hand and couldn't bear to.
This was his only son. Although Old Garro had a long life, and it wouldn't be a problem to have a litter of sons, this was still the only child he and his late wife had.
Old Garro regretted sending his son to the World Tree Academy.
It was clearly to give his son a better cultivation environment, but now, his son was almost crippled!
The World Tree Academy had to take responsibility!
He couldn't bear to scold Garro, so he could only pour his anger on the academy.
With his decadent son, Old Garro came to the World Tree Academy.
…
Yang Yue and Li Erniu had been special tutors in the academy for nearly a semester. They had decided to leave Tree Shade City and return to the Major Dao Sect after the semester's final assessment.
The Major Dao Sect basically had all the cultivation conditions in Tree Shade City, but there were more powerhouses in Tree Shade City.
In the Major Dao Sect, except for the senior sister and elders, the disciples were already a small group at the top. There weren't many people they could communicate with on weekdays. But in Tree Shade City, there was no lack of Stage 2 powerhouses. Fighting, communicating, and learning, Yang Yue and Li Erniu's strength had improved a lot.
But after all, the Major Dao Sect was their hometown, and there were also places where they were needed.
Yang Yue and Li Erniu were dealing with some handover matters.
She saw a powerhouse with a strong aura rushing into the Vice President's office with a sullen face.
She listened.
Oh, it's the old father of the student who knelt four times in a row?
The Vice President, who dealt with the academy's miscellaneous items daily, was only a senior Transcendent. His aura was far inferior to Old Garro's.
But he was not afraid at all.
The two pairs of eyes stared at each other. Old Garro didn't know what to say for a while.
Force?
He still knew his own limits.
Originally, he was just angry that he had handed his son over to the World Tree Academy, but it turned out that he had been played.
But when he thought about it carefully, it was his useless son who failed to live up to expectations.
Instead of saying that old Garlo wanted to seek justice that did not exist in the first place, it would be more accurate to say that he wanted the upper echelons of the World Tree Academy to think of a way to stop Garlo from being dispirited.
Whoever started the trouble should untie it!
Garro had fallen in the academy, so he needed to rebuild his confidence in the academy.
For example, thinking of a way for him to defeat the geniuses in the academy … This was not difficult for the World Tree Academy. As a member of the upper echelons of the Heroes' Club, he should give them some face, right?
"I think it's better not to waste resources to cultivate this kind of willpower. His future is limited."
A crisp voice came from behind, causing old Garlot, who had suppressed his anger with great difficulty, to explode again.
"Which class are you from? Since when is it your turn to be here …"
He saw Yang Yue. She looked very young, like the students in the school.
But being young was not a reason to be rude. Old Garlot decided to teach her a lesson.
"Huh? I'm a teacher. "
Yang Yue stared innocently at him.
Old Garlot's aura suddenly covered her, and the wind blew the curtains.
Words should not be spoken carelessly!
Identity, status, and strength. He calmly spoke to a Transcendent Rank-1 because the other party was the vice dean of the academy and had Green Shade City as his back.
But he was just an ordinary mentor. There were thousands of mentors in the academy. What right did he have to speak here?
The aura was like a tiger's roar. Even if old Garlot controlled it within the range of the dean's office, a vague shadow of a roaring tiger's head still appeared in the space.
But Yang Yue did not move. Only the hair by her ear swayed slightly, as if a gust of wind had just brushed past.
She was a little angry. Her brows raised as she condensed an aura and rushed back.
Boom!
An invisible wave of air exploded, and old Garlot suddenly took two steps back, his eyes aghast.
Young Garlot trembled, not daring to speak.
Sure enough.
The World Tree Academy was so terrifying.
Any random mentor could make his invincible father fall to the ground.
"This is a special mentor of our academy."
The Vice President stood up to smooth things over, but he immediately changed the topic and analyzed in a serious manner, "I think Tutor Yang Yue is right. Temperament and willpower are important standards to measure the upper limits of an Awakened. Every year, our academy tests the temperament of the students and sharpens their willpower …"
"But …" he paused, "I still suggest that Garlot stop being an exchange student for the time being. After all, Garlot's current state is not suitable for training and fighting."
The vice dean actually wanted to say that a student with a poor temperament like Garlot could not be put in an important position even if he could improve his realm. It was better not to waste the precious resources of their academy's gifted class.
But after all, he was the vice dean and had to consider the feelings of his allies.
"I … You —"
Old Garlot was furious.
He couldn't beat him in a fight, so he could only turn his angry gaze to his son.
Young Garlot took a step back in fear.
Old Garro was helpless, but he also looked away in disappointment.
…
Young Garlot didn't want to leave with his tail between his legs. That would make him unable to raise his head in the circle in the future.
It wasn't that Young Garlot didn't understand that only by training hard and becoming stronger could he wash away the shame.
But … he just couldn't steel his heart to train!
Old Garlot could only stay in Tree Shade City and guide his son in training.
Soon,
The final exam was approaching.
Under Old Garlot's ruthlessness, Young Garlot's strength improved slightly. In order to let his son defeat his classmates, Old Garlot lent his Stage 2 Divine Weapon to his son.
Weapons were also a kind of strength. The internal battles of the World Tree Academy did not prohibit the use of good equipment, and the spiritual space also completely replicated the state when a student entered.
"With this Stage 2 Divine Weapon, as long as you don't challenge those who are too strong, returning to Class 2 won't be a problem."
Young Garlot remembered and nodded solemnly.
After half a month of training, he had also washed away some of his decadence. As long as he could defeat his classmates again, even if he didn't return to a new life, at least he could cross the barrier in his heart.
"I'm ready, Father. I won't let you down again."
…
The final exam.
Inside the familiar battle hall.
Garlot held a Stage 2 Divine Weapon in his hand, injected a large amount of source energy to activate it, and killed his opponent with one blow — a mirror image used for the exam.
The mirror image exam was conducted by all students at the same time.
Soon,
The mirror image shattered, and Garlot appeared in the hall.
When he appeared, there were already many students in the hall, and as time passed, the number of people increased. Some of them had an aura that kept strangers away, and some were chatting with each other.
Garlot's sharp eyes swept across the figures one by one.
In order to avoid repeating the same mistakes, he had already memorized the appearance and name of every student in Class 1 and Class 2. He also investigated in detail the weapons, spells, and combat skills they were good at.
As long as he chose the right target, he could easily win!
'It's just that there seem to be a lot of students in the hall today?'
He was a little puzzled, but he didn't think much about it. At this time, all he could think about was revenge and washing away the shame.
The final exam was different from the month-end exam.
Every student faced a different mirror image. The distance was based on the individual's combat strength at the beginning of the school, and it rose to a certain extent, mainly to test the student's learning results in a semester.
Generally speaking, as long as the students didn't slack off, they could often defeat the mirror image.
Garlot, who had a level two divine weapon, didn't have much trouble defeating the mirror image.
Strictly speaking, defeating the mirror image meant that you passed the final exam.
Later challenges could be freely chosen whether or not to accept.
It was often the time when the strong fought against each other. After all, the opponents in the school's ladder competition were mirror images replicated by the system, and many students didn't feel satisfied.
The final exam was precisely the time when the strong showed up.
But to Garlot, it was all the same. As long as he defeated the students of Class 1 and Class 2 in front of everyone, he would be able to prove himself!
There were too many people in the hall, so Garlot could only use the system's search system to search for the students of Class 1 and Class 2.
He quickly chose a target.
'Ding, your target is in battle, please choose a new opponent to challenge.'
'Ding, your challenge letter has been rejected, please choose a new opponent to challenge.'
'Ding, your target has left the field, please choose a new opponent to challenge.'
Garlot: "…"
After all, the final exam was more casual and didn't require him to be present, so he could understand.
But, those were the few targets he was most confident in.
Garro had a bad feeling about this.
"Calm down, calm down, even if I choose a lower level target, I still have a 90% chance of winning."
"It's just that I miscalculated. The monthly exam has a challenge limit, but it can't be rejected. But for the final exam, I can choose any opponent I want, but the opponent might not accept my challenge."
But Garlot wasn't willing to wait until the next monthly exam. That was next semester.
"Qin Fei, Luo Yuhao, Yao Yue, Duan Qin …"
One by one, Chinese names written in English flashed across the screen.
This was a habit. Garlot understood Chinese, and he was more willing to change the language system to an English version.
In an instant.
The challenge letters that he sent out finally had a response.
DuanQin！
The student named Duan Qin had accepted his challenge.
In the information Garlot collected, there was information on this student. He was ranked in the middle of Class 2 and was an expert in wood and control spells.
But he had a grade 2 divine weapon, so whether it was entanglement spells or tree world spells, he could cut through them with one slash.
In the crowd.
Victor suddenly turned his head and looked at a ring. Garlot's figure appeared.
"That guy finally has the courage to come out? Wait, who is he challenging? Duan Qin??? "
Victor stared at him.
He had learned about this contestant Duan Qin later. She was a fourth-year student, but half a year ago, she had already ascended to the top of the school's ladder. She was a true top genius. The second and third place were all sixth-year students, and they were far inferior to her.
"I remember that Duan Qin has a sister who is a sixth-year student. Her name is Duan Qin … No way?"
…
In a corner of the arena, a petite girl sat cross-legged on the ground. She rested her chin on her hand and puffed up her cheeks. She looked at the battle in boredom.
"Sigh, why is no one challenging me, and no one dares to accept my challenge!"
Duan Qin had sent out a challenge letter as soon as she finished dealing with her mirror image. Unfortunately, no one dared to accept her challenge.
Especially under the watchful eyes of the public.
In private, Duan Qin was known as the Great Demon King. There were many students who had been abused by her mirror image.
"Oh la la, next semester I'm going to skip a grade and go to the transcendent class. There shouldn't be no opponents, right?"
Suddenly.
Duan Qin's face lit up. The next figure disappeared and appeared in the ring.
On the other side.
Garro frowned slightly. Why did Duan Qin look more immature than the one he saw in the photo?
And she didn't even take out her staff?
Forget it.
He had to seize the initiative.
Garro waved his sword. Then, he saw the girl tilting her head and thinking for a moment. When the sword was about to hit her, she waved her pink and tender fist and the sword was shattered.
The shockwave from the fist grew larger and larger like a tsunami, enveloping the entire ring. Garro burned his source energy to activate the Divine Weapon and slashed out …
Garro, dead.
Duan Qin stared at her fist in annoyance. "Did I use too much strength again? It's clearly less than 10%. "
She felt so wronged.
Garro, who had resurrected under the ring, had countless scenes flashing in his mind like a movie.
The Divine Weapon that his father had lent him.
The detailed information that he had ordered people to collect.
The confidence that he had regained …
At this moment, it was all shattered, completely shattered.
The violent fluctuations of his spirit made Garro unable to maintain his body. His figure gradually blurred until it disappeared.
And in the outside world.
A strong stimulation rushed to his head, and he … completely fainted.
But what Garro didn't know was that whether it was the previous four consecutive defeats or just now, he was defeated so quickly that the other students … didn't remember him at all.
They never remembered him.
… …
Although Garro eventually dropped out of school, the other exchange students had gradually integrated into the school.
This was also Tang Yu's purpose.
The Tree Shade City had the best cultivation conditions, and the exchange students from the various Holy Lands were all geniuses. When this group of exchange students completed their studies and returned to their respective forces, they would be given a few years to grow. At least half of them would become strong and become the top of the local forces.
The decision made by a high-ranking member who was close to the Tree Shade City and influenced by the Tree Shade Culture, and even the leader of the force would inevitably change a lot.
The subtle changes were the most terrifying.
This point.
There was no lack of smart people in the major forces. Naturally, they could understand.
But this was an overt plot.
If the forces didn't send out exchange students, the new generation would fall behind the other forces. After a few years, the top combat power would be left behind by the original forces of the same level.
Moreover, the cultivation methods, secret techniques, and other knowledge that the exchange students brought back to their own forces were also a temptation that countless Holy Land forces couldn't resist.
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