"Someone must come, otherwise the military would not dispatch this team to enforce martial law. But I guess this year is the first batch after all, and the quality of the applicants may vary."
"This is a special recruitment from our Hurricane Academy. The admissions team must have checked it in advance."
"That's right, huh? The person standing there is Professor Cheng!"
"Hahaha, this is the first time I see Brother Cheng looking so honest. No, please let me laugh."
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Several sharp-eyed classmates discovered that near the gate of the first martial arts arena, their alternative "star lecturer" Cheng Zicheng was following a middle-aged man with a dull face and a handful of materials.
When the middle-aged man shook hands with the military major, he turned his head inadvertently.
"Hi, it's Dean Wu, let's get away quickly."
The boys who were whispering were so frightened that they ran away in a hurry.
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Gao Yue was very excited.
He finally entered the university of his dreams.
He comes from the Qihua Martial Arts School in Snow City, Free City No. 83. He is the close disciple (son) of the owner of the gym. He has already become a four-star genetic martial artist at the age of 17.
His unique gravity sword technique allows him to even compete with 5-star genetic warriors.
Although he is young, he is already the backbone of the younger generation in the martial arts school.
Gao Yue was open-minded and forthright by nature.
But his only headache was that his theoretical scores were too poor.
Even if there is a pull from actual combat results, the fate of a B+ grade college will be at best.
Fortunately, God was so merciful that he suddenly saw the light of day!
The Fighting Association of Xuecheng notified the Qihua Martial Arts Gym. For the first time, the face of the Qihua Martial Arts Gym Leader, who had been dark-faced for three years, smiled. For the first time, the Gym Leader Gao felt that his son was saved!
Gao Yue's theoretical scores were very poor. If it weren't for his genetic sense of 82 and his foundation as a 4-star genetic warrior, I would have really had to find a dean to become a disciple.
Gao Yue was stunned when he heard the news that his biological father had become his master, and then he became ecstatic.
As long as you pass the preliminary test of the Combat Sequence Special Recruitment Academy and your total score reaches the admission line of a B-level college, you will have a chance to enter the top A-level college!
It doesn't matter if you sign the agreement.
Being able to kill monsters in the fog first while others are still working hard to practice boxing.
When others are just getting involved in the fog, they will probably already have a small reputation by then.
Gao Yue felt overjoyed every time he thought of this. This damn exam was simply tailor-made for him!
Yes, his physical fitness is exceptionally good, he is as strong as a calf!
Gao Yue was full of confidence.
When a warrior practices martial arts, what is reflected externally is his spirit.
He is a pure genetic warrior, and in the future he will become a man who can tear apart giant beasts with his hands!
The size of Xuecheng is only one-eighth of Shanghai City at most. One is a free city and the other is a fortress.
Whether it is infrastructure or the quality of personnel, there is a world of difference.
Gao Yue has been very excited since he came to Shanghai last night. This excitement has spread to today as expected, and after seeing the beautiful scenery of Hurricane Academy, it has evolved into restlessness.
"Dad, I, Gao Yue, must honor my ancestors today!"
Not long after, we followed the electronic map to the entrance of the first martial arts arena.
When he raised his head and saw this spectacular building and the stern mecha warriors, Gao Yue was so excited that tears filled his eyes. He quickly raised his scissor hands and sent a selfie to his father.
"Dad, did you see it? You have to become famous early. I, Gao Yue, will rise from here today!"
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, especially after seeing those dazzlingly sophisticated construction mechas not far away, Gao Yue coughed, straightened out a plain face, then raised his left hand and took a photo from a 45-degree angle.
Next selfie.
Then he looked at the photo as if it were a treasure, racked his brains to think about the words to accompany the photo, deleted it, changed it, deleted it again, and finally turned it into a sentence that he thought was very inspiring.
"I'm in Hurricane Academy, and as soon as I got off the aircraft, I can feel the faint pulse of the city, and the faint aura of the King of War... I'm ready to welcome my new life."
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Sure enough, within ten seconds of posting this post, it already had 6 likes and 4 comments.
【Brother Yue is awesome! (Broken sound~~~~)】
[Wow, I’ll ask Brother Yue to lead the way when I go to Shanghai.]
【He is so handsome as a groundhog!】
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"Haha, as long as you work hard, it's okay. Life goes on and the struggle goes on." Gao Yue came up with a second sentence that made him feel excited, and then he felt that his mood was sublimated at this moment. He was originally a little deliberately high.
The person's demeanor is becoming more and more relaxed now.
No, they are integrated into one!
Gao Yue walked towards the first martial arts arena with full confidence.
"Students taking the combat order special recruitment examination, please verify your identity before entering."
Cheng Zicheng, who looked like a pretty boy, shouted feebly.
Dean Wu did not take him in, but threw him at the door lovingly.
The expressions on the faces of several young lecturers were stagnant. They lowered their voices unnaturally and looked at the lucky person who had received the attention of the dean from time to time.
Those who stand guard and lead the way are also divided into three, six, and nine grades.
A person who can contact the candidates immediately at the entrance of the martial arts arena, screen their identities, and explain the details, even if he is a marginal member of the combat order special recruitment examination team, this is a bonus for personal performance evaluation!
But Cheng Zicheng's cheek muscles were numb at that time, and he stood reluctantly at the door amid envious eyes.
In the distance, standing under the shade of a tree, the beautiful lecturer Jiang Luyue gave two thumbs up and made a cheering gesture to Cheng Zicheng.
Cut~
Cheng Zicheng responded with a smile, and looked back boredly in the beauty's angry eyes. If the admissions team could always set the questions according to his top-notch ideas, today would definitely be much easier.
However, after the leader of the tenth enrollment group came back, the number of people who passed the registration began to increase by more than 10 people every day...
Cheng Zicheng immediately felt that this was not fun.
However, after all, they are the seedlings of the motherland, the hope of the future and the saplings that may become the pillars of the country.
Better be more serious.
Therefore, it was rare for Cheng Zicheng to be serious, and he looked half-dead in Gao Yue's eyes.
Gao Yue's cheeks twitched. If he hadn't seen those Yanhuang soldiers not reacting, he might have turned around and ran away.
This pretty boy who is thinner than me is actually a lecturer at Hurricane Academy?
"Identification: Gao Yue."
"Age: 17 years old."
"Gene sense: 82; height: 185cm; weight..."
"Please pass!"
The electronic instrument responded quickly.
"Hey, the 82 gene sense is not bad, young man. Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"
When Cheng Zicheng's voice came, Gao Yue felt happy and entered with his head raised.
But he doesn't know...
Subsequent personnel received the same evaluation.
"Hey, 76 genetic sense, not bad, young man. Come on, I'm optimistic about you!"
"Hey, 70 genes, not bad... I'm optimistic about you!"
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"Hey, 51 genetic sense, not bad... huh?"
"51 Gene Sense?"
Cheng Zicheng, who was about to fall asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.