NOVEL NEXT Chapter 39
The two of them were very happy.
"Welcome home, Master!"
"Afu! Go! Go cook two dishes for me!"
"Okay, Master..."
Mo Ci returned to the dormitory, handed the food and clothes in his hand to Afu, and then took the pajamas he had just bought and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
The warm water washed over Mo Ci's whole body, and also washed away his fatigue of the day.
"It will take a month to pick up the battle suit, and it cost me 200,000 Dragon Country coins at a 50% discount... I hope it's worth it."
"It was really a close call today... How do I explain the extra attribute points? Special physique?"
Mo Ci recalled the thrilling moment when he scanned his body today, and he was still scared.
Tomorrow is the [Teacher Selection Conference] for special recruits. He decided not to think about it and just take a shower and go to bed.
After taking a shower, Mo Ci ate the food made by Ah Fu and brushed his teeth.
Finally, he climbed onto the bed in the bedroom on the second floor. His first day at the Martial Arts Academy passed uneventfully.
......
Early in the morning of the teacher selection conference,
Ding————!
A crisp reminder sound came from Mo Ci's mobile phone.
Mo Ci was brushing his teeth at this time. After hearing the ringtone, he took out his mobile phone and checked the message...
Seeing that it was Zhong Lingling, Mo Ci smiled and said, "Come to me on your own initiative? It couldn't be better..."
[Message from Zhong Lingling]: Mo Ci, which building are you in? Do you want to go together?
[Mo Ci's reply]: Sure, Building 314.
After that, Mo Ci speeded up his washing.
He secretly said in his heart: "The best way to please a girl is not to stick to her shamelessly, but to make yourself better, because women are born to admire strong men."
Mo Ci changed into a newly bought loose white T-shirt, a pair of black washed jeans, and a pair of black sneakers and opened the door.
At this moment, Liu Chi, Lin Mutong and Zhong Lingling were already standing in front of the door.
Mo Ci shook his head and smiled: "It's only 8:20, you got up early enough..."
Liu Chi frowned and said: "The venue is quite far from us, how can we not go early."
Everyone stopped talking.
Mo Ci and others got on the shared bicycles and rushed to the square...
In front of the school square, there were crowds of people.
Originally, there were only about 100 people participating in the [Teacher Selection Conference], but the crowds of people who attended were actually no less than 1,000 people!
Lin Mutong looked at the traffic on the main campus road and asked everyone in confusion: "Aren't there only about 100 special recruits? How come there are so many students?"
Zhong Lingling explained:
"These people are all seniors..."
"It's like this every year. The teacher selection meeting is the most important moment for freshmen. The mentor you choose can tell your future fighting style..."
After that, everyone parked the car.
Mo Ci took the lead and squeezed into the crowd surrounding the square.
On the white platform in the square, there are several rows of expensive mahogany tables and chairs that are red to black.
One row is higher than the other, and it is filled with more than 50 high-level warriors who exude pressure.
The title of [The 2218th Special Recruitment Teacher Selection Meeting] is scrolling on the large display screen behind...
Mo Ci looked carefully and saw that Julie was sitting dignified in the last and highest row.
There are six rows of tables and chairs. The further back you sit, the less experienced you are.
Deng Feng sat in the front row, leaning against a white-haired old man in a red Tang suit in the center.
Mo Ci and his group walked into the square in the direction of the public.
The crowd suddenly started to make a noise...
"Mo Ci is here."
"And Tyrannosaurus..."
"I got up early just to see who Mo Ci would choose to be his disciple..."
"Du Ziteng, he is the only first-level tutor who can use poison!"
Mo Ci and his group sat on the chairs prepared for the special enrollment.
It was almost 9 o'clock, and there were not many empty seats left. The meeting would start in a while.
Zhong Lingling pinched Mo Ci beside her and whispered, "Mo Ci, did you see the old man in the Tang suit..."
"What's wrong?"
Mo Ci looked at the old man in confusion.
Zhong Lingling said again: "He is the vice president of the Martial Arts Academy, a top 89 warrior, Lu Sanping."
Mo Ci looked at the old man on the stage, his pupils expanding.
He could clearly feel that the powerful aura emanating from the one-eyed old man could even distort the air around him!
"How terrifying!
's strength!"
Mo Ci sighed secretly.
This powerful aura was like a collapsed black hole, sucking him in, and he felt dizzy and dark!
Mo Ci turned his eyes away in a hurry.
He could clearly sense that Lu Sanping had malice towards him!
This was the first time he had seen a warrior with such terrifying strength, even ten thousand times stronger than Wei Wenliang!
Deng Feng saw Mo Ci in the crowd and whispered softly: "Old Lu, that is..."
"I know."
Before Deng Feng finished speaking, he was interrupted by this old and powerful voice like a huge bell.
Lu Sanping slowly said:
"I can smell it from a long distance. The blood and spiritual energy on this kid are pitifully small..."
"It is also attached with foul and stinking poisonous gas, just like a rat in the sewer. "
Lv Sanping had witnessed too many extraordinary geniuses, so he could not say that he had high expectations for Mo Ci.
But it was the first time that he had seen a champion who could start a fight between the [Martial Arts Academy] and the [Supernatural Academy] with such low Qi and blood value.
"It's really interesting..."
Lv Sanping slowly turned his head, looked into Deng Feng's eyes and whispered:
"Didn't this kid boast that he would fight for us and win the [Martial Arts Competition]? "
"If you can't do it... you'll have to come to me with your head on your back."
This low murmur was deafening to Deng Feng's ears!
Deng Feng's head was buzzing, and he could only answer with his head down in fear:
"Yes!!! "
He understood that the School of Supernatural Powers had always suppressed the School of Martial Arts. Students of the School of Martial Arts would be ridiculed by people from the School of Supernatural Powers when they went out.
Mo Ci's behavior undoubtedly added fuel to the fire.
It made the students of the School of Martial Arts, who had been suppressed for a long time, start to fight back.
The conflict between the two schools has now reached an irreconcilable point. If Mo Ci loses the bet, the School of Martial Arts will become a joke in Longguo!
The reputation will also plummet!
Martial Arts has not won the championship in the Martial Arts Competition for 5 consecutive years.
How could Lu Sanping believe that Mo Ci, who had a low blood value, would increase his blood value to 999 calories within half a year and then compete with Qi Beidou to win the championship?
This matter really sounds like a fairy tale.
But Deng Feng secretly said in his heart: "Old Lu, the person I have chosen will not embarrass me! "
Dong——————!!!
A deafening bell rang in the distance.
It was exactly 9 o'clock.
Lv Sanping stood up slowly, holding the microphone and announced to the special students sitting upright and the crowd watching:
"The 114th Special Students Teacher Selection Conference starts now!"
The whole square was instantly filled with long-lasting applause!
Liu Chi stared and laughed: "Oh? Don't you always say a lot of nonsense before announcing the start?"
Lin Mutong stopped clapping and said: "Isn't this good?"
"Of course it's good."
Lv Sanping picked up a form and said in a loud voice: "Next, announce the tutors of each special student according to the ranking of Qi and Blood value..."
The big screen suddenly changed with the broadcast sound, showing a string of text!
"Shen Mingfeng, Qi and Blood value 398 cards! ”
Teacher candidates: [Explosive Wind] Feng Zhiyun, [Dragon] Long Xianping, [Sky Kick] Deng Lanxing.
Mo Ci secretly exclaimed: "398 cards?! That must be almost level 4!"
Zhong Lingling pouted and said: "Why haven't I heard of this person... But looking at the nickname of the teacher, you can tell that Shen Mingfeng's fighting style is more inclined to speed burst."
Mo Ci said: "And there are actually three teachers vying to teach, so his strength must be outstanding."
A tall and thin boy suddenly stood up in the crowd.
He looked into Lu Sanping's eyes and said without hesitation: "I choose [Explosive Wind] Teacher Feng Zhiyun."
"Okay! ”
The scarred vest man in the second row jumped up instantly, feeling very excited, as if he had won some incredible game.
Mo Ci understood that Shen Mingfeng had already made the decision, otherwise he would not be so decisive.
Lv Sanping nodded, and the report came again!
"Zhong Lingling, Qi and blood value 320 cards!"
Teacher candidates: [Wuzhong] Wu Zhige, [Fierce Fist] Zhong Chu, [Murderous Weapon] Lan Ren.
Mo Ci stroked his chin and thought:
"The second one is actually 320 cards Zhong Lingling, so Shen Mingfeng's Qi and blood value is really far ahead..."
Hearing this, Zhong Lingling also stood up.
She resolutely said: "I choose Teacher Wu Zhige!"
Wu Zhige, wearing a black boxing robe, stood up and clasped his hands to Zhong Lingling.
Zhong Lingling also smiled and clasped her hands in response.
......
Time passed quickly, and on the field
The candidates for the 103 special recruits were confirmed, and their health values were reported to be 220 cards.
Just as Deng Feng expected.
There was only one candidate for Liu Chi and Lin Mutong's mentor.
That is, [Flame Fist] Alfs Gurney and [Liuying Blade] Shan Liuyu.
The meeting had been going on for about an hour, but the crowd of onlookers was getting bigger and bigger.
They were all waiting for the last one left, and they were looking forward to it to the extreme!
Finally, it was Mo Ci's turn!
"Mo Ci, 42 cards of health value!"
Mentor candidates: [Ten Thousand Poison Crows] Du Ziteng, [Wuzhong] Wu Zhige, [Explosive Wind] Feng Zhiyun, [Flame Fist] Alfs Gurney, [Turbid Dragon] Long Xianping, [Nightingale] Ye Lianmei, [Thousand Spider Hands] Julie!
The crowd burst into a noise!
"A total of 7 mentors chose Mo Ci!"
"Among them, there are three first-level mentors!"
"Julie... there is actually a fifth-level mentor who wants to compete with them for Mo Ci?!"
Mo Ci stood up slowly.
His eyes were fixed on Julie's charming eyes...