Accompanied by a sharp, harsh sound of air friction sounded in the venue.
Zhang Yu's palm was held high, and on it was a flying sword that was rotating at high speed like a helicopter propeller.
It's decided that it's you! Spiral Shuriken!
The next moment, I saw that as soon as he spat out his mana, the spinning flying sword was like a huge disc, from low to high, swept towards the signal signs in mid-air.
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Ascetic (expand details)
When Han Xingye's attention focused on the unfolding above Zhang Yu's head, he saw a long string of words again.
Ascetic|Sports Specialty Student|Extremely Poor in Songyang City|Loan Slave|Kanu|???
When he saw the string of comments on Zhang Yu's head through the Heavenly Eye Fu, Han Xingye was shocked for the second time today.
"It's Songyang High School again?"
"Where are they recruiting talents this year?"
The ascetics and sports students in front of them are very easy to understand, it is nothing more than cultivating more hard and self-disciplined, and being better at sports.
The last three comments are also very easy to understand, and they can be summed up in two words, poor people.
And the last three question marks were the reason why Han Xingye felt shocked.
"Question mark?"
"Is it a concealment talisman? Disguise talisman?"
With the Heavenly Eye Fu being able to check the composition, there are naturally means of checking and balancing each other, such as concealment talismans and disguise talismans.
But how can such a poor person use talismans?
Secondly, Han Xingye has never seen anyone deliberately engage in this kind of ??? after using concealment talismans and disguise talismans. Doesn't this make it clear what others are hiding?
"These 3 question marks are so arrogant."
Arrogance and poor people, two words that should not be put together, Han Xingye felt it from the top of Zhang Yu's head at the same time.
So he began to be curious about Zhang Yu's performance.
Then he saw the flying sword that turned up and soared into the sky like a disc.
Han Xingye's eyes froze, watching the high-speed rotating flying sword bring bursts of cyclones, sweeping across the signal sign flying in mid-air like a full moon, and a trace of astonishment appeared on his face.
Then he laughed: "Hehe, it is indeed easier to hit the signal cards, and you can sweep all the signals with just a few strokes in the shape of a disc, which can make up for the shortcomings of inexperience in flying sword operation."
80 points
Han Xingye, who saw this rating, nodded slightly, and then saw many students expressing dissatisfaction and began to complain about Zhang Yu's cheating and violations.
Han Xingye swept over at a glance.
Not worth mentioning, rare, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning
Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, rare
Not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning, rare, not worth mentioning
Looking at the dissatisfied students, Han Xingye curled his lips and said to himself: "A group of fools."
"To make the flying sword turn like this, still maintain control, and not fly out of control, you need extremely fine control over mana."
"The design of this mana flying sword is originally a straight path, and if you want to turn it into this, you must constantly change the rhythm of mana input every moment."
"This guy uses his strong control over mana to make up for his lack of experience in operating flying swords."
"80 points is not high, but it is also low."
"It should be that the judges consider the relationship between the sponsors and discourage this."
Han Xingye glanced at Ziyun High School and Hongta High School, and sure enough, none of the students from the three prestigious schools came out to oppose it, obviously they could see the difficulty.
In the next game, some people began to try Zhang Yu's method, but they all missed one after another and threw the flying sword away.
Fortunately, there was a referee who was always watching, so there were no casualties.
At this time, many students who were originally opposed gradually reacted that Zhang Yu's operation of rotating the flying sword just now was by no means simple.
On the way back, Zhang Yu sighed in his heart: "This flying sword still doesn't support me in doing this, obviously my mana can speed up the pace, but the frequency of the scabbard receiving commands has reached its limit, otherwise the score should be higher."
Obviously, such a high-speed rotation operation has not yet reached the limit of mana control that Zhang Yu has trained through the level 10 Zhou Tian Qi Harvesting Method, but it has reached the design limit of the flying sword itself, after all, this flying sword was not originally designed according to this direction of use.
As soon as Zhang Yu returned to the rest area of Songyang High School, he immediately received praise from Teacher Yan.
"Zhang Yu, you did a good job, using mana control to make up for the lack of flying sword operation, these 80 points are low."
"As for the complaints of the scumbags in ordinary high schools, when they are in the air, they don't need to take it to heart."
Teacher Yan thought about Zhang Yu's results and secretly rejoiced: "If he can encounter a project that is more suitable for Zhang Yu in the next two levels, he may be able to make it into the top ten?"
Only the top ten in the total score of the French competition will have bonuses, real rankings, and be useful in college interviews, and the importance of high schools will be very different.
When he thought that if Zhang Yu could really make it into the top ten, his year-end bonus would definitely rise, Teacher Yan's mood suddenly jumped.
She casually pointed to the student with the worst grades this time and said: "Bai Zhenzhen, go get Zhang Yu a bottle of water. Zhang Yu, don't be nervous in the next two levels, just do it according to your normal level......"
Bai Zhenzhen's eyes widened suddenly, and he glanced at Zhang Yu who was snickering beside him, and could only stand up helplessly and run to the organizer to get water.
"Wait for Ah Zhen, I'll take a photo."
"You want to die, Zhang Yu."
smashing the water bottle on Zhang Yu's head, Bai Zhenzhen sat down angrily, thinking to himself: "Specially, I knew I would have left before the game started."
"What kind of bullshit is a game for rich people."
"Yuzi, you'd better be in the top ten, otherwise I ......"
He Dayou, who was not far away, looked at Zhang Yu's score, and a hint of surprise flashed in his heart: "His mana control is so powerful? Fortunately...... Fortunately, he is a poor ghost."
Soon after, the first game was completely over, and the host appeared again and said with a smile: "Good elixir, choose Ziyun, wholeheartedly Ziyun medicine for all ages, take one bite to eliminate all diseases, thank you Ziyun Company for co-sponsoring this competition."
"All the first aid medicines in the next second level are sponsored by Ziyun Company......"
As he spoke, the host had already begun to announce the rules of the second game. This test is the ability to resolve special mana.
The specific process is that when the detection patch is attached to the contestant, the judges inject a special mana to see how long it takes the contestant to resolve it.
If it takes more than ten minutes, or if the player feels that he can't bear it, he can immediately take the elimination medicine sponsored by Ziyun Company to eliminate the special mana in his body.
In addition, Ziyun Company has set up temporary drug stalls around to sell all kinds of drugs needed by athletes.
The reason why Ziyun Company sells medicine here is only because there is another rule in this second level.
This level allows taking medicine.
Zhang Yu was shocked.
Damn! Are you guys or individuals? In order to earn sponsorship fees from Ziyun Company, the competition encourages the use of drugs, right?
At the same time, Zhang Yu saw that the classmates from Songyang High School next to him began to take out things.
Painkillers, tranquilizers, concentration agents...... Looking at the three-piece suit they took out, Zhang Yu suddenly found that these guys were also prepared.
Teacher Yan on the side said with concern: "Zhang Yu, did you bring medicine?"
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"Remember to take it before it starts."
Competition to take medicine...... This seems normal to Teacher Yan.
Afraid of pain and itching, chewing painkillers, not firm will, drinking tranquilizers, afraid of distraction, come to a bottle of concentration medicine......
In short...... If you want to be fierce on the field, you must be drugged on the field.
This is the competition.
The competition is all about taking medicine!
Mana competition has always been one of the favorite sponsored events of pharmaceutical companies, so there is usually at least one level that allows players to take medicine, as long as the medicine they take is within the range of drugs listed by the organizer, which is also the content that the referees and soul cultivators' assistants will have to supervise and check for a while.
So taking medicine is part of the competition, and it even shows the heritage of a high school.
Seeing Zhang Yu's confused look, Teacher Yan reluctantly opened his bag: "Look at you, you didn't even prepare medicine to participate in the competition?"
"Fortunately, I brought a spare."
Saying that, Teacher Yan had already taken out various bottles and cans from his bag, poured a few copies and sent them to Zhang Yu.
Looking at Teacher Yan's loving and concerned gaze, Zhang Yu had no choice but to take all the medicines.
"Damn! I can't take medicine, right?"
Zhang Yu in his original body was damaged by taking medicine, and this memory scared Zhang Yu so much that he never dared to take medicine indiscriminately, at most he took some nerve fillers to reduce sleep.
In addition, he has amazing talent and huge debts, so he has no intention of taking medicine indiscriminately.
Although he didn't know if there was a problem with his current body taking medicine indiscriminately, he didn't plan to take any risks anyway.
"Taking these medicines for a competition, I'm afraid that my immortal cultivation life span hasn't been spent much."
But at this moment, feeling Teacher Yan's attention, he could only smile awkwardly and nod, thinking to himself: "Let's go to the toilet and pretend to eat later."
At the same time, the entire venue has become a drug exhibition conference.
In the rest area of Ziyun High School, Lian Tian swallowed a large handful of medicine into his mouth violently, then took a big sip of water and swallowed all the medicine in his mouth into his stomach.
The competition coach on the side looked at his gradually red and purple face, nodded and said, "Yes, we have entered the competition state."
After saying that, he took out a wooden box from his bag.
As the wooden box opened, a total of ten needles emitting faint purple light appeared in front of everyone.
I only heard the competition coach say: "This is a pulse expansion injection from Ziyun Laboratory, which can temporarily broaden your meridians with blood circulation and speed up your efficiency for a while."
"One person and one injection, don't grab it."
After watching the students finish their injections one by one, he encouraged: "Everyone must hold on to the end for a while, our total score is not much different from Bailong High School, we must catch up in this game!"
Roar!
The people who had just finished taking the medicine and getting the injection only felt infinite fighting spirit in their hearts, and let out a wild roar, which was deafening.
The rest area of Red Tower High School.
The competition coach was holding the demon student who looked like a red panda, and took out a few handfuls of veterinary medicine from the side: "Extraordinary, let's eat another handful, we are now at the bottom of the three famous schools, if the second level is still like this, my prize money this year will be over."
The red panda Bufan stretched out his paw at him and raised his middle finger: "That's enough!"
"Don't feed me!"
"No, no...... What are you ...... Don't feed it!"
On the other side, in the rest area of White Dragon High School.
Song Hailong grabbed a large handful of medicine and swallowed it, then looked at the rest area of Ziyun High School in the distance.
Listening to the roar from Ziyun High School, he snorted coldly: "I'll crush all your fighting spirit in a while."
At the same time, the competition coach Han Xingye came over with a thermos box and said to everyone: "This is the Kang Ling needle specially prepared by the school for you.
As the insulation box opened, I saw a cold air blowing in my face, followed by two rows of fluorescent injections.
Song Hailong grinned, and he was the first to pick up a tube of injections with the number 1 printed on his school uniform.
The other students around also took out the injections in the thermos box in the order of the numbers on their chests, and then aimed at their dantian and pricked them.
Students from other schools on the side looked at this scene and felt extremely envious: "Is it Kang Ling Needle? It has condensed the essence of the spirit, which can quickly restore the mana in the body, is it preparing to replenish mana while resolving mana in the process of a while?"
Some students were full of jealousy: "A shot of Kang Ling into the dantian, my fate is up to me, alas...... I don't know if I can afford to get the Kang Ling injection in my life."
At this moment, a commotion came from a corner of the venue.
I saw a student foaming at the mouth and twitching limbs being carried out, causing a lot of discussion.
Some students sighed: "Did you overdose?"
Some teachers were disdainful: "There is no overdose, only insufficient drug resistance, you still have to practice!"
A teacher clapped his hands and urged: "Don't mind your business, focus on the competition!"
As everyone's preparations were gradually completed, the second game officially began.
(End of this chapter)