But if you look closely, you can see that the people in the square formation on the right, although they are also wearing dark blue college uniforms, have two red epaulettes on their right shoulders.
"Are you in the second grade?" Mu Xianning murmured to Huangfu Yunjin. Huangfu Yunjin also looked puzzled. Mu Xianning looked at the square of people sitting on the right side of the fighting ring again and saw Yue Yun'an's
figure.
I immediately understood what day it was. It should be the rumored match that was held every half month.
Douji Pavilion holds a friendship competition between two grades every half month. It is said to be a friendship competition, but in fact it is to stimulate the first-year students to compete with the second-year students, and to stimulate greater learning and fighting spirit. Otherwise, this kind of obvious bullying
How could a human system get the tacit approval of the four elders?
Although Yue Yunan is already a third-year practicing magician, he is also the president of the student union. Every time there is such a thing, he will help organize it.
Mu Xianning thought about walking towards the first grade square with Huangfu Yunjin and found a place to sit down.
Opposite, Yue Yun'an saw Mu Xianning and nodded slightly at her. Mu Xianning nodded slightly and saw Yue Qian'er and Yue Fei'er in her eyes.
From morning to now, Yue Fei'er has not spoken much, and she looks very depressed at the moment. She doesn't know what she is thinking. Yue Qian'er's eyes also fell on Mu Xianning, and the two met briefly.
With the same smile, Yue Qian'er's eyes flashed with a hint of mockery.
Mu Xianning ignored it and just smiled secretly. Yue Qian'er would only be disappointed if she had this idea.
Mu Xianning and Huangfu Yunjin had just finished cooking, and Yue Ling'er also arrived. She glanced at Mu Xianning angrily and found a place to sit down, waiting for class.
Not long after, a poor scholar wearing glasses, with long black hair tied into a ponytail at the back of his head, a fair face and a thin build appeared.
He walked in holding two books, but in just a few steps, he stumbled and looked very clumsy, almost tripping on his own feet and falling.
This teacher was Fang Tu, a famous confused teacher in his grade. Huangfu Yunjin saw him almost falling down several times on a flat road, with black lines on his face. He couldn't help but whisper to Mu Xianning, "Every time I see him, I
I just wonder how he got into the college and became a teacher."
Seeing Huangfu Yunjin staring at Fang Tu with a miserable look on his face, Mu Xianning could not help but be amused by him again.
It has to be said that Huangfu Yunjin is her pistachio. Mu Xianning looked at Fang Tu. He had only given them some basic knowledge of fighting skills in the past half month, although what Fang Tu gave her was of little importance to Mu Xianning.
But it has to be said that the Douji Academy gave her a lot of fighting skills that she was interested in. Naturally, she would ask Li Xie for the lethal fighting skills. Therefore, in the Douji Academy, she found
Fighting skills are all interesting things. Therefore, she still likes to come to the Fighting Skills Academy. Usually after the first twenty minutes of lectures, she can go to various fighting skills rooms to find things that interest her in the remaining time.
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"Sorry, I, I'm late." Fang Tu wore a pair of high-reading glasses. Through the glasses, his eyes looked very small and funny. "We are not giving lectures today. As a rule, we will give lectures once every half month.
Observe the battle class." Fang Tu couldn't say what he said. Huangfu Yunjin was more convinced of his thoughts. Some of them couldn't help but want to laugh. The other students were also on the verge of laughing.
