However, lying on the bed, Reynolds, who usually met with Zhou Gong almost immediately, had insomnia. His eyes were wide open as he stared at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep. The campus was exceptionally quiet tonight, but the atmosphere was as oppressive as the calm before the storm, making it hard for people to breathe.
Starting tomorrow, he would step onto the arena. If he could enter the finals, he would have to show his true strength in front of thousands of people. After a few dreamlike months, Reynolds couldn't believe that he could integrate into this world so quickly. His dreams and goals would all be set on a new starting point tomorrow! On the big stage of Kings' Mainland, he would no longer be a spectator!
Reynolds thought of a famous saying on Earth: Let the storm come more violently!
… …
When Reynolds opened his eyes again, he felt refreshed. His fatigue had been swept away. Whether it was his strength or confidence, they seemed to have climbed to an unprecedented peak. This was the effect of getting just enough rest after a long period of training to improve one's state. If he had trained bitterly until he was half dead from exhaustion on the last day, or if he had stopped a few days ago to rest, the effect would not have been so good.
As soon as he stepped out of the door, he ran into Eirinn. Reynolds smiled and said, "Shijun, how are your preparations?"
Eirinn knew that if she didn't reveal her true strength, she could only fight until the second grade at most, because most of the skills of a Magician were supplemented by incantations. Eirinn was a magic genius, she could use low and middle level magic skills without incantations. She could pass them off as magic dou qi, but she couldn't use higher level magic skills. Her own magic dou qi had also reached a certain level, but compared to the magic she was best at, it was still far inferior. Eirinn felt some regret, but at the same time, she didn't feel any psychological burden. Shrugging her shoulders, she said indifferently, "So-so, I guess I can barely squeeze into the finals. Reynolds, what about you, how do you feel? "
Reynolds said proudly, "I'm in a great state right now. Those who block my way, the men are all killed! The women are all … um … Ace's Adoration! Chains, whips, candles, collars, shackles, blindfolds, ropes, not a single one is missing! "
Eirinn's hair stood on end as she listened. It was easy to imagine a terrifying scene when those nouns were connected. She also somewhat understood the meaning of Ace's adoration from her weirdo roommate. She secretly cursed him for being a pervert. However, her roommate, who usually kept a low profile, was uncharacteristically arrogant and domineering today as if she had taken drugs. She was somewhat puzzled. "Which stage of the competition do you think we can reach?"
Reynolds chuckled and said, "I reckon he'll make it to the knockout round."
Eirinn rolled her eyes. How could you be so humble?
The first day of the internal selection wasn't a direct confrontation between students. Instead, it was more like a test. It was mainly based on attack power, defense, and speed. The attack data was still based on the equipment, while the defense and speed were both analyzed by specialized instructors. The students' endurance and dodging ability were evaluated based on the students' endurance and dodging ability. Finally, the total score of a certain student was obtained by combining the data from the three major aspects. In the past, only the top 20 students in the lower classes had the chance to pass the internal selection. The probability was very low. However, this year, for some reason, the two academies negotiated a major adjustment and doubled the number. There were forty students in each lower class, which meant that one out of every two or three students would be able to pass. This was very encouraging news. It meant that everyone would have an easier chance to perform and hone themselves.
In the end, the one with the most outstanding results in Reynolds' class was still Green Eye, a girl with wood element dou qi from the Lord of the Forest Clan. She was different from Reynolds, who planned to hide his strength and bide his time, not revealing his true strength, and then viciously eat up his opponent who looked down on him during the competition. The Lord of the Forest clan was mostly straightforward and didn't play any tricks. She was definitely the third strongest student in the class. First, it was Reynold, the only disciple of Dean Rudolph, and then there was Irene, the "Genius Young Witch", who was also in the class. Even if she combined her half-baked magic Combat Qi with her fake magic, her strength was still above Qingtong's.
However, the top two students only achieved inconspicuous results. Eirinn was eleventh. This number wasn't much, at least it was difficult for others to associate it with her real identity. Reynolds was even lower. He was twenty-third. It was needless to say that Reynolds was a cunning person who pretended to be weak. As a matter of fact, in terms of attack and defense, Elena was no match for him even if she used her full strength. In terms of dodging, after being trained by Randolph, a powerful warrior, Eirinn would definitely be better than Reynolds in terms of defense and dodging.
The first day of the internal test passed by peacefully. The forty students who passed the test were all excellent students. Reynolds had failed the first test, but he had learned his lesson. He was already good at using his spiritual power, and under Randolph's guidance, he was even better. Therefore, he was able to maintain his ranking between the top twenty and the top thirty in the test.
Before the end of the internal test, there was one more important thing to do – drawing lots.
In order to make it to the final stage of the school competition, other than strength, sometimes it also required a certain amount of luck. Drawing lots was one of the factors that determined one's luck. If you were lucky, you might be able to fight against a few relatively weak rookies in the knockout round and make it to the finals. If you were unlucky, you might fight against a freak like the Witch of the Black Mountain in the first round of drawing lots. Then, you would have to walk out of the competition with your tail between your legs and become a spectator.
Therefore, when drawing lots, almost all of them were praying for the blessing of the God of Luck. Then, they put their hands into the small wooden box and took out their paper as if they were taking out a verdict.
Reynolds and Eirinn stood in the queue and looked at the expressions of the students in front of them. Some of them were happy, some of them were depressed, and some of them were neither happy nor sad. Of course, Eirinn was not afraid. However, it was strange that Reynolds was not nervous at all. She asked, "Reynolds, aren't you worried at all?"
Reynolds asked curiously, "Worried about what? Are you talking about the lack of pretty girls in this year's batch? Don't worry. I'm so handsome. How could I not have some fangirls chasing after me … "
Eirinn interrupted him, "I'm talking about the drawing lots. What are you thinking about?" She thought to herself, 'Which part of you is handsome? Why can't I see it?'
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