The Freshmen Conference is a traditional event of Shangxuan Academy.
This is also an opportunity for many students to get to know each other.
On the high platform in the square, the three master gods stood during the ability assessment.
You Gui stood at the corner of the high platform, squinted his eyes, and searched for Ye Qingluo's location in the crowd.
After seeing Ye Qingluo, his old eyes widened immediately, and he waved his hand at her excitedly.
As the master on the high platform, countless students stare at every move he makes.
You Gui's move was naturally noticed by many people.
They couldn't help but follow the direction of You Gui's waving hand and looked over.
His gaze was fixed on Ye Qingluo.
"Qingluo, do you feel... as if everyone is looking at you..." Liu Xiaoyu had never been in contact with such a big battle, and subconsciously tightened Ye Qingluo's arm, squeezing towards her.
Ye Qingluo's hands froze.
I've never been in such close contact with anyone else.
Ye Qingluo was not used to it, but she didn't dislike this feeling: "It's not that we are shameless, they like to watch, so let them watch."
After all, Liu Xiaoyu had a thin face, her eyes were lowered, her cheeks were already stained crimson.
Ye Qingluo sighed and patted Liu Xiaoyu's hand lightly.
Immediately, she raised her charming eyes, her face darkened slightly, and the light in her eyes turned into a stern gleam, sharply slashing at everyone who looked over.
The powerful momentum made the freshmen shrink their necks.
"Cough, cough, the dean is here! The dean is here! The freshmen are quiet!" The teacher on the stage eased the atmosphere in the field.
As soon as the words fell, a white figure descended from the sky and landed steadily in the center of the high platform.
It was an old man. He was completely covered by a white robe, revealing only a pair of sharp and shrewd eyes and white hair scattered around his shoulders.
The body under the white robe seems to have no skeleton, and the white robe just hangs loosely in the air.
In the old man's hand, he held an agate-colored cane.
The agate jade on the top of the crutch shone like an electric current, symbolizing his status——
Dean Shangxuan.
As soon as he appeared, all the freshmen in the field turned their eyes to the high platform one after another.
All of them showed fear in their eyes, stood up straight tremblingly, and held their breath to stare.
This...is authority.
The majesty that makes the body respond instinctively.
The entire newborn area was so quiet that he could even hear his own breathing clearly.
Even the old students who were watching around and the master who stood outside the meeting acted in awe.
Dean Shangxuan coughed lightly, his old voice was full of majesty: "I am the dean of this school, and welcome all students to come to Shangxuan Academy."
After a pause, he raised the crutch in his hand.
Above his head, a square stone slab appeared.
"Everyone, take out your wooden sign and print it on the unevenness of the slate." A master stepped forward and caught the slate.
Immediately, holding the slate in his hands, he stepped down from the high platform.
Starting from the first freshman, one by one took out the wooden plaques they received when they signed up and printed them on the slate.
When each wooden sign is printed, the slate will emit a dazzling light.
The students took turns to print the wooden signs, and Dean Shangxuan continued on the high platform: "I don't care what your status outside the school is, or what class you are assigned to. If you enter Shangxuan Academy, you have to obey the rules of Shangxuan Academy. s arrangement."
"The purpose of Shangxuan Academy is to lead all students to become the strongest in Nirvana Continent and to win glory for Nirvana Continent. If you come to the academy, it is to show off your ability and power, and you are not willing to work hard or seek to make progress. Now Just get out of here!"