Long Qianyu stood up and walked up the stairs with a calm expression, without showing off any powerful spells. When he got to the stage, he cupped his fists and bowed, and saluted Jia Ruo.
The dean of Holy Light Academy looked on with joy, stroking his gray beard and nodding.
Neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm and calm, His Highness the Prince will definitely become a great figure in the future!
"Next..." Jia Ruo faced the square and slowly stretched out his white palms from under his sleeves, with a little light blue smoke condensed in his palms, "... choose the weakest one..."
The weakest...
Everyone looked at each other, no one wanted to be chosen. In this world where strength is respected, being weak is an absolute shame.
Even if there is a chance to stand together with the prince and Lord Jiaro, such humiliation is absolutely unacceptable!
Therefore, everyone kept their heads down as much as possible and tried their best to exert all their strength.
You can’t be the weakest! There are thousands of people in the square. If you are the weakest, you will definitely become the laughing stock of Jialan City from now on!
"What should I do? What should I do if I am chosen?" The girl named Zi Shi lowered her head, her face turned red, and she almost cried.
"No, it can't be..." The people next to him were not sure either. After all, Zi Shi's strength was really...
Hua Xi couldn't help but turn her head and glance at them. Why are you so afraid? Being selected would be a shame at most.
How can everything go as planned in this life?
However, she is not worried that she will be selected. Although Mo Huaxi has no talent, there are many people without talent in this era. To practice this kind of thing, only one out of thousands can do it.
Among the thousands of people in Holy Light Academy, how powerful is Hua Xi’s soul that traveled through time? It can’t be the weakest, right?
With such an unlucky probability, it is impossible for her to run into...
"That's her!" The blue smoke in the palm of Jia Ruo's palm suddenly floated to the back, as fast as a stream of light, barely stopping in front of Hua Xi.
Before she could react, Jia Ruo had already said calmly: "Mo Huaxi."
Hua Xi was stunned, how could he be so unlucky? When she raised her head and saw the cunning flash in Jia Ruo's eyes, she knew that he had definitely done it on purpose!
This guy is really a chicken!
After a second of silence in the square, bursts of laughter and discussion suddenly broke out.
"It is indeed her! How ridiculous! She was born in the Mo family!"
"The Mo family has been passing down martial arts for generations. Almost everyone in the family has a talent for cultivation, but she is so useless!"
"This time we are so embarrassed. Poor Miss Mo San!"
…
Listening to the discussion below, Jia Ruo couldn't help but glance at Hua Xi again.
The waste of the family? No talent for cultivation?
How interesting...
"Come up, Mo Huaxi." Jia Ruo said, the blue smoke flashed with a thin light, and then Hua Xi's voice disappeared.
A moment later, when she appeared on the stage, no one in the square had reacted.
Only Long Qianyu glanced at her, his eyes moved slightly, and then quickly looked away with cold indifference.
Hua Xi had a dark face. This time, he had experienced what it means to be "shameful".
He actually became the weakest person in Holy Light Academy...
Looking down at the audience, Mo Qianyu looked at her gloatingly, looking arrogant.
Mo Qianxue, on the other hand, gave her a cold look. Although he didn't show Mo Qianyu's idiotic expression, he still had the same contempt.
Hua Xi folded her hands and didn't care at all about these looks.
