Ten minutes later, the airship returned to the city.
All the students, led by the head teacher of each class, walked out of the cabin in order according to the ranking order of their classes in the trial.
Huang Zhong really made a splash. In front of all the teachers and students of the school, he was the first to walk out of the cabin, and received unexpected exclamations and screams from countless students.
Cool!
Looking at the envious eyes of those students and teachers, and the adoring expression on his fiancée Xue Li's face, Huang Zhong felt very happy.
This is definitely the most glorious time in his coaching career. He beat the elite class one and class two and came out on top. He is so awesome.
Behind Huang Zhong, Yang Fan, Yan Han, Zhao Chu, Hua Yue and Xia Zixuan followed one after another. Everyone had a faint smile on their face, but the difference was that Yang Fan smiled relaxedly and comfortably, while the other four The smile was bitter and forced.
Especially Xia Zixuan, who was following at the back, lowered her head, shrank her hands, and didn't even dare to raise her head. Occasionally she caught a glimpse of Yang Fan, and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Obviously, the psychological shadow that Yang Fan brought to her during this trial was too great.
The second in line to leave the cabin was Class 1, Grade 3.
The head teacher Cui Yunpeng had an extremely forced black smile on his face. If it weren't for the school's regulations, any class participating in the trial would not be allowed to miss the commendation ceremony after the trial. Cui Yunpeng would definitely be hiding in his office cabin now and die. I won't come out and embarrass myself.
As the head teacher of the elite class, how has Cui Yunpeng ever been ranked second like today
That’s fine for second place, but why is it that the one who is weighing on them is not the Proficient Class 2, but the 29th Class that ranks at the bottom? Isn’t this disgusting
Moreover, compared to the five students who followed Huang Zhong, there were fifteen students behind Cui Yunpeng, three times as many as others!
This is even more embarrassing. I have the best resources, the most talented students, and an absolute advantage in numbers, but in the end, I was still stepped on by others. .
Like Cui Yunpeng, the fifteen students behind him all had their heads drooped, as listless as a defeated rooster.
Chu Feiyun ranks first, Zhu Yuchen ranks second, in the fine tradition of the elite class, everyone is ranked in order according to their strength.
Within a short distance of more than ten meters, the group of people felt like they were walking through mountains of knives and seas of fire, suffering endlessly.
The comments of the surrounding classmates would appear in his ears from time to time.
"What happened to Class 1, Grade 3, that we ranked second?"
"They can't even compare to a rubbish class like Class 29. They've really wasted the good training resources the school provided them!"
"Oh, the elite class is nothing more than that! If I can get the same resource supply, I will definitely advance faster than them!"
"So what about Chu Feiyun? You still have to follow others to get shit, but you still have the nerve to say that you are a once-in-a-century genius? Haha!"
“…”
Class 1, Grade 3, is usually so popular that it offends a lot of people. But this time it accidentally failed in the trial, so naturally there will be a lot of people who are laughing at it to add insult to injury.
Cui Yunpeng's face turned red with shame, but he was helpless.
Chu Feiyun looked calm and didn't care at all. As a genius, it was common for him to be envied and jealous, and he was already used to it.
In his heart, a momentary defeat could not affect him. Moreover, only the weak will be swayed by other people's gossips if they have nothing to do.
When he was about to reach the finish line with Class 29 of Grade 3, Chu Feiyun couldn't help but look up at Yang Fan who was standing behind Huang Zhong. There was a fighting spirit in his eyes. This person was Chu Feiyun. An opponent that should be taken seriously.
His eyes moved slightly. When he saw Xia Zixuan, who was standing at the end of Class 29, Grade 3, Chu Feiyun, who had always been calm, turned pale, his heart contracted, and he couldn't help but pause for a moment, staring straight at He stared at Xia Zixuan as if he had seen a ghost.
"Why is this girl alive again? Is she a human or a ghost?!"
Others don't know the extent of Xia Zixuan's injuries. Would Chu Feiyun, the real culprit who took action personally, still not know
The throat was shattered and the neck was broken by more than 60%.
There was also a severe dent in the sternum, and extensive rupture and bleeding in the heart and lungs.
He could be absolutely sure that Xia Zixuan had died of gas and no physical health as soon as she was attacked by him and Zhu Yuchen.
But now, he's come back to life intact. Do you think it's scary or not
As soon as Chu Feiyun's figure stopped, Zhu Yuchen who was following him couldn't help but raise his head. Following Chu Feiyun's gaze, Zhu Yuchen's body also trembled, and a sudden urge to urinate came over him, almost not Squirt out directly.
"It's rare but strange!" Cui Yunpeng noticed the change in the two people's demeanor. He snorted coldly and sent a message to the two of them: "Xia Zixuan had preservation runes on her body. She was just pretending to be dead at the time. Don't make a fuss, just to make people laugh."
Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen took a long breath at the same time, and suddenly realized, secretly sighing that they were worthy of being the daughter of the Lord of Dongchu City, and they even had such heaven-defying treasures on their bodies.
It would be better if they were not dead. It would save them a lot of trouble. At least the family behind them would no longer have to argue with the Lord of Dongchu City.
After Class 1 of Senior 3, Class 2 of Senior 3, Class 4 of Senior 3...
Class after class, until all twenty-nine classes came down and lined up in the square, principal Chen Guang came out of the main cabin door with the remaining guardian teachers.
Principal Chen Guang is in front, and the guardianship teacher is behind. Between each two guardianship teachers in front, there is a stretcher. Placed on the stretcher are those who did not have time to ask for help during the trial or who did not come after asking for help. Students who died without rescue.
This is a necessary procedure for the annual resource competition trial.
Different from ordinary middle schools and martial arts schools, the South China Martial Arts School has never concealed the brutality and bloodiness of any competition or monster hunting trial. Their purpose of establishing the school is to cultivate a group of human warriors who are good at fighting, not a group of brave men. A little sheep who is afraid of death and dare not see blood.
"We are living in the last days, and we have no control over life and death!"
Chen Guang glanced sadly at the three young corpses placed in a row at the front, and sighed softly.
"At this time of year, the last thing I want to see is this kind of scene... "
"... Only three students lost their lives this year, which is actually a blessing. Do you still remember how many students were lying here at this time last year?"
"Twenty-one! Twenty-one living lives!"
Chen Guang excitedly said loudly: "Everyone is a genius student of the eighth level or above. They may grow into elite warriors in the human race in the future, but they died in vain at the claws of monsters outside the city." "Hey, I felt bad when I saw it, and I even thought about whether to simply cancel this cruel competition trial?"
"I believe many students have similar thoughts. It seems that Xichu City is very safe and stable now. Even if we don't leave the city, everyone will still have work and food to eat. There is no need to fight to the death with the monsters outside the city."
"But is this really the case? Even if you don't leave the city, will you really be able to live a safe and stable life?"
"Similarly, I will say this once every year. The security and stability of Xichu City is not obtained out of thin air! It is made possible by countless warriors like you and me who work hard every day regardless of life and death!"
"Without the warrior army's persistence, without the Demon Hunting Alliance's regular inspections out of the city to clean up, without the ninth-level martial artists working tirelessly to refine the supply of psychic units every day, how could there be any security and stability in Xichu City?"
"If you don't fight, I won't fight. Everyone is scrambling to hide in the greenhouse and save their lives. The army, the demon hunting team, and the ninth-level martial arts masters cannot get effective personnel replacement. Once there is a fault, there will be insufficient successors. Now the people in Xichu City Peace and stability will soon fall apart!”
"... People are born in trouble and die in happiness! I am very pleased that the vast majority of students in the school who are expected to break through to martial arts are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death. I am even more gratified that the number of casualties in this year's trial has dropped compared to previous years. Nearly 90%!”
"What does this mean? It shows that everyone is making progress. It shows that this class of graduates from our South China Martial Arts School are stronger than previous classes, and more students are more hopeful that they can break through to the martial arts realm and become a martial artist before graduation. A true warrior!"
"This is success! This is what drives our South China Martial Arts School to insist on holding resource competition trials every year, spending countless manpower and material resources!"
"Xi Chu City needs more new martial arts masters to appear, and the federal human race needs more new martial arts masters to appear. If the human race wants to gain a foothold in the apocalypse, and wants to rise strong among the demons, the necessary blood And sacrifice cannot be avoided no matter what!”
"...Here, I would like to give special praise to Class 29. Their performance in the trial this time was an eye-opener for everyone, especially Yang Fan, who accumulated thirteen thousand in the trial. With 800 points, I have won the championship reward of this resource competition trial. It is really gratifying to congratulate... "
Chen Guang spoke impassionedly and frothing in front of him, while the students below also listened with excitement and passion.
People who practice martial arts are mostly passionate.
Especially these young students, who are full of energy, are easily swayed by some feelings and righteousness.
Although death is terrible, it seems nothing compared to the determination and courage of these passionate students to become stronger.
The two hundred and six students standing in the middle of the square were so excited that nearly half of them all cast a grateful glance at Yang Fan.
They were all students who had been helped by Yang Fan, and they knew better than others why there were so few casualties in this year's resource competition trial.
If it weren't for Yang Fan's righteous action, which rescued them from certain death, they would most likely have become one of the cold corpses lying on the stretcher in front of them.
Such a life-saving grace should never be forgotten.
Sensing that there seemed to be many pairs of eyes looking at him with evil intentions, Yang Fan thought about it, and his persecution paranoia broke out instantly. The Turtle Breathing Kung was running rapidly, covering up all the breath on his body.
Hum hum, these people have no way to see through his true and false trump cards!
(End of chapter)