As a key high school in Z, City No. 1 High School has strong teachers and financial resources. The school has a building specially used for large-scale battle assessments, which is called the Grand Duel Ground.
The Grand Duel Arena looks like a bird's nest, with an area the size of eight football fields. It is divided into four areas a, b, c, and d. It can conduct 16 bronze-level battles at the same time. Each area also has a large display screen.
On the screen, there are several drones patrolling the venue and making real-time broadcasts.
After the students arrived at the duel arena, their admission tickets were quickly distributed, and the whole process seemed a bit rushed.
This assessment came so suddenly, not to mention the students, even the class teacher was talking about it and couldn't figure it out.
What’s even more confusing is what lies behind.
Principal Li Zhuiming, who usually likes to "deliver important speeches" the most, actually picked up the microphone today and announced the start of the assessment. This confused the students who had wanted to prepare tactics while he was speaking.
"Fu Qin, Zhang Wang, come on the stage quickly, what are you waiting for? And you two too, come on the stage quickly." The invigilator in area A urged.
"Okay, teacher." The four students who were called sounded a little flustered and hurriedly got onto the duel stage.
...
In the waiting room.
An Hao looked at the number plate in his hand, and it said b17. That means he will appear in area b, and his opponent will be the classmate who got the number plate b18.
In An Hao's eyes, fighting in the duel arena is not very interesting. It's just a bunch of noobs pecking each other.
Think about it, everyone just woke up at the age of 18, and it has only been half a year since they became beast masters, and even less than a month for those who are unlucky. Most of the students' beast masters are only high-level black iron, and they can be put on top to fight with two dogs.
Bite makes no difference.
"Look, everyone, it's Kuang Xingyun."
Everyone turned their attention to a strong boy in the third group of Area B.
Kuang Xingyun's beast is a big black lizard with bulging muscles. It looks like it matches his style, both of them are fierce nannies.
"Is this Kuang Xingyun's natal beast, the Iron Source Violent Lizard? It's a racial level 5 existence."
The classmates all showed envious eyes.
Racial level is one of the important factors in judging the strength of a beast.
Normally, combat power doubles for each higher level of race level. At the same level, a race level 2 beast can fight 2 race level 1 beasts, and a race level 3 beast can fight 4 race level 1 beasts.
of beasts, and so on.
"Tch, what's this? Don't forget that we are sitting here with a being who has a blue-eyed white dragon. The blue-eyed white dragon is a supermodel beast with a race level of 7."
Usually, people call the beasts with race levels 1 and 2 as low-level beasts, the beasts with race levels 3 and 4 as intermediate beasts, and the beasts with race levels 5 and 6 as high-level beasts.
Once a beast-riding race level reaches level 7 or above, it is called a super model beast-riding race!
The dragon-type beast-controller is a typical example of supermodel beast-controllers.
The boy who just spoke looked proud, as if he was the one with the blue eyes and white dragon.
Someone soon expressed their disdain for him, "We already knew that Mr. An Hao was sitting here, and you still have to tell us. It's just that Mr. An Hao is very cold, and none of us dared to talk to him."
Unexpectedly, the boy chuckled and said proudly: "I'm not talented, Fang Kuo, Senior Grade 2 Zhong Zheng is a capable person under Teacher Zhong, and he is also a classmate of Boss An Hao."
Everyone was dumbfounded, "It turns out it's Brother Fang who offended me."
An Hao's mouth twitched.
Brother, who are you? Do I know you very well?
Of course, he did not jump out and accuse Fang Kuo of using his name to show off. After all, we are classmates, and as a boss, I have tolerance for others.
The corners of An Hao's mouth twitched slightly, but he quickly calmed down. He warned himself that as a boss, he must be cold and forceful.
But what Fang Kuo said next made him confused.
"Don't you know, although Mr. An Hao usually looks aloof, he has actually been bypassed."
"Real or false." Everyone looked in disbelief.
Fang Kuo carefully glanced in An Hao's direction and whispered: "I have a video to prove it. How can it be false?"
When the students heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up.
"Quickly, share it."
Fang Kuo took out the QR code and said, "100 each, no counter-offer."
"So dark!"
Not to mention the classmates, even An Hao couldn't help but want to come up and collect copyright fees.
After all, they don't understand the pain of the seven dragons.
However, Fang Kuo still looked like he was trying to control everyone and said, "Don't even think about searching the Internet. All the videos on the Internet were blocked not long ago. Among the people I have met so far, I am the only one here."
Many people gave up, but there were also those who were not short of money and bought one.
"Hey, student Fang Kuo, if I read correctly, your admission ticket number is b18. I just saw Mr. An Hao's admission ticket number, it seems to be b17."
"What!" Fang Kuoru was struck by lightning. He turned to look at An Hao and found that the other person was giving him a kind look.
"What a coincidence, classmate Fang Kuo, I'm really looking forward to playing against you."
An Hao's gentle voice made many girls who were infatuated with his looks almost drunk, but only Fang Kuo heard a bone-chilling chill from this voice.
"Brother An Hao...I..."
Before Fang Kuo could finish speaking, An Hao turned his head, leaving him with a back that was about to be burned with anger.
Fang Kuo thought to himself, it’s all over now!
The boys around me were all laughing silly. You deserve to be called such a black boy!
Just when everyone was taking out spicy sticks and betting on how many seconds Fang Kuo would be sent down by An Hao, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, Kuang Xingyun is still fighting, and he hasn't finished his opponent yet!"
How can it be!
At this stage, except for monsters like An Hao, the Iron Source Tyrannosaurus with a racial level of 5 is hard to find an opponent for.
Everyone shifted their attention.
Even An Hao looked towards the duel field curiously.
On the duel ground.
The Iron Origin Tyrant Lizard looked a little embarrassed, and the skin in many places on its body had been beaten and cracked.
Its opponents are three beasts with the same combat level as it, but only level 2 racial level.
According to the combat power of the normal race level, the Iron Origin Tyrant Lizard should be able to easily crush these three beasts. But for some reason, the Iron Origin Tyrant Lizard cannot attack for a long time.
Soon some students with rich theoretical knowledge exclaimed.
"It's actually a civilian beast-controlling lineup!"