He did break through last night and reached level nine.
Ning Chen around him was almost hiding in the corner and drawing circles.
He asked himself how he worked harder and worked harder after being defeated. Why did the gap get bigger the harder he practiced?
"Nine-level martial arts student, I have no objection to you becoming captain and general."
Jiang Lei was shocked in her heart, but she still showed no expression on the surface and retreated to the team.
"How can it be?"
The most shocked person was Zhou He: "With your strength, you should be ranked second in the college entrance examination. How did you end up here?"
Now that he decided to participate in the competition, he couldn't pass this level. Fang Xian shrugged his shoulders: "I was originally a martial arts student, but I went crazy before the college entrance examination and my martial arts was useless... I messed up in the exam, gave up on myself, and came here... Who knew
After relaxing my mind, I re-trained in basic internal skills and made rapid progress, recovering some of my strength..."
"So that's it..."
Zhou He couldn't help but sympathized: "It's a pity. If you choose to repeat a year, bah bah bah... no, this is the luck of our school."
He subconsciously thought that if he repeated his studies for a year, he could get at least two books, but suddenly he thought of his position and couldn't help but blush.
Thinking about it this way, my school really made a big mistake. There is still a chance to show off in this competition.
Zhou He couldn't help but smile on his face: "Very good... I have always rebuilt my skills without any injuries. As long as my body is not injured, there is a high probability that it will be faster than before... Although it is rare to become like you, it is not unheard of. Later,
Just go to the school doctor's office to check your health... Haha, in this case, you are the captain of the school team!"
He couldn't wait to report the good news to the principal.
But after thinking about it, I decided to endure it.
It will be even more surprising when the results of the competition come out, right?
It's better to make another bet with that iron cock, the one who wants to overwhelm his wife!
"I see."
Fang Xian behaved very calmly.
His alchemy and calamity powers can be contained in the soul, which is somewhere between reality and illusion, so he is really not afraid of any inspection.
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When the weather becomes colder, the "Tianwu Hundred Schools Freshman Joint Entrance Examination" of major colleges and universities, also known as the "Freshman Competition" and the "Battle of the Strongest Freshman King", finally kicked off.
The competition is divided into individual competition and team competition.
The first thing to start is the individual battle of large-scale selection.
Fang Xian watched with cold eyes. The general process was that each school would first conduct a Qi test, and those candidates below the sixth level of martial arts would be eliminated directly and could go back to play freely as spectators.
In just this moment, Dongzhou Technician College was eliminated by 99%, and even three of its regular team members were eliminated, leaving him speechless.
Immediately, candidates from each region were drawn and competed, and the loser was immediately eliminated.
In order to ensure fairness, some candidates will be selected and go to other areas to take the assessment, which can be regarded as a martial arts exchange.
Fang Xian was relatively lucky, taking the exam directly in Dongzhou.
As a result, Jiang Lei was eliminated in the first round, and she knelt down without any temper at all.
In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left in the entire school.
Whoosh!
The north wind was strong, and Fang Xian's thin body couldn't help but shrink in front of the huge Dongzhou Martial Arts Hall.
A palm suddenly pressed on his shoulder. It was Zhou He. At this time, Zhou He's eyes were red, like a gambler who had lost all his money: "Luo Yi, you can't lose, you must advance to the top 100."
, enter the third round! I made a bet in front of the principal."
"Fine."
Fang Xian glanced at the attribute column. During this period, he quietly made another 'breakthrough' and was already a tenth-level martial arts student.
Not to mention the experience of moves and internal strength alone, he can crush most freshmen.
The martial arts hall has been divided into dozens of small arenas, and the second round of elimination battles is about to take place.
Fang Xian looked at the big screen, found his competition area, and waited quietly in the rest area.
Zhou He, on the other hand, looked restless.
"Arena No. 17, Game 38! Dongzhou Technician College Luo Yi, vs. Six Theological College, Xue Feifei!"
A mechanical sound sounded.
"It's your turn, come on!"
Zhou He urged quickly.
Fang Xian glanced at his opponent, who had an oval face, a delicate figure, and a pitiful figure: "She's a woman! I don't want to hit a woman!"
"Fart!" Zhou He roared angrily: "Half of the warriors in the world are women. If you say you won't fight, you won't fight? You are discriminating! Didn't you see how badly Jiang Lei was beaten yesterday? Neither did her opponent.
Be merciful!"
"I see."
Fang Xian rolled his eyes and walked on stage calmly.
"Be careful, schoolgirl, this Luo Yi is good at sneak attacks with the 'Magical Leopard Tail'. Many people were defeated by this trick yesterday..."
As soon as he came on stage, he heard Xue Feifei's relatives and friends shouting from the audience, and he couldn't help but feel black.
"Hello, classmate, please be merciful!"
Xuefeifei bowed softly.
"Hello, classmate!"
Just as Fang Xian was about to make a fist, he saw the girl's slender hand reaching forward, spreading her two fingers to attack his eyes.
'You may say you are polite, but in fact you are not polite at all!'
Fang Xian turned sideways speechlessly and stretched out his leopard-tailed legs.
Snapped!
With a look of astonishment on her face, Xue Feifei fell onto the ring and was held to her vitals by Fang Xian.
"Luo Yisheng!"
The referee immediately announced loudly.
Fang Xian nodded and continued to wait.
Not long after, he was called to the ring again.
This time his opponent was a small student. As soon as he came up, he used the "ground punch" and rolled around on the ground. Obviously, he was not prepared to give him a chance to hook his legs. He was very targeted.
Fang Xian rolled his eyes, made a mistake in his steps, Feilong performed his eight-step Qinggong, came up behind the classmate, raised his foot, kicked him into a rolling gourd, and rolled all the way down the ring.
'It's so boring to beat up children!'
He walked off the ring and was just about to find a place to rest when he heard a burst of applause.
A slim girl in purple came over with a smile on her face: "Old classmate, congratulations on your recovery!"
"Are you... Ling Ziling? Didn't you go to the Kendo Department of Qianhua University? Why are you here?" Fang Xian asked in surprise.
"Unlucky, I was selected to be an exchange student."
Ling Ziling pursed her lips and smiled: "I'm down there and I heard you got the nickname 'Shadowless Legs'. When we meet in the ring, I won't show mercy."
"Shadowless legs? That's not a good nickname..." Fang Xian curled his lips, a little unhappy.
Ling Ziling suddenly became even more unhappy, and her little chest kept heaving with anger: "Let me tell you... I have become a warrior! I will not lose to you again!"
She walked away angrily, wondering if she was a villain who was planning to go back to Zarayi.
Fang Xian yawned, and Zhou He came to him: "This woman is very difficult to deal with. If I encounter her, my wife will be ruined..."
"This is my high school classmate..." Fang Xian thought for a while and said.