Chapter 52

After a round of screening among the students of Honglong No. 1 Middle School, only Guo Wenbin, Zhuo Yiyi, Zhou Wei and Zhang Qiang passed the first round directly.

It was not too surprising for him that Zhuo Yiyi and Zhou Wei could advance directly, but it was surprising for all three of them that Zhang Qiang from Class 8 could advance directly.

"I heard from Wang Qiang that his followers are evolved halflings, who are naturally able to choose the assassin and archer professions."

The other two didn't know Wang Qiang, so Guo Wenbin whispered something to them.

After waiting for a while, the members of the resurrection group were finally selected, and they stood in the center of the square together with the thirteen people from the victory group.

The twenty can be said to be the best high school students in the entire Ningxin City, and each of them is a top seedling of becoming a god.

"First of all, congratulations on passing the first round of assessment. You are all the future of Ning Xincheng, and now you are about to fight for Ning Xincheng. Here, I would like to give out the rewards to each of the temples."

The low-level True God of the Ministry of Education was making his final summary. After he finished speaking, he waited for everyone's attention to focus before speaking again.

"Everyone will be rewarded with an opportunity to load an extra first-level card!"

"oh!!!"

The first to cheer were the audience outside the stadium.

Guo Wenbin and others were also very happy to hear that there would be extra rewards. Having a chance to load an extra card meant another chance to strengthen the Divine Realm.

After the awards were announced, it meant that the selection competition for that day was over. Guo Wenbin and others returned to school, waiting for the second round of selection to begin the next day.

The method for the second round of selection has been announced. It is the simplest one-on-one duel. At that time, the school teachers and the true god of the Ministry of Education will score the twenty students.

According to the scores, the student ranked first will play against the twentieth, and so on. Theoretically, the top ten students only need to go through one round of competition.

Then, five more backup candidates will be selected from the bottom ten students to prevent accidents from happening to the top ten students and prevent them from participating in the finals.

The next day came, and it was still the same venue as yesterday. This time, Guo Wenbin sat outside as a spectator.

The rankings are out.

Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yiyi only ranked fourth, and Guo Wenbin ranked sixth.

The first and second place were students from the affiliated middle school. Although they won during the melee, the strength they showed was not very strong. Now it seems that they must have hidden some of their strength.

The third place is Xu Ning, a student of Ningcheng University Affiliated High School, whose family is a third-level harpy.

The person ranked ahead of Guo Wenbin is also a student from the affiliated high school, named Lu Renjia. He also concealed some of his strength during the previous brawl, so no one knows much about his specific information.

Zhou Wei was narrowly ranked tenth, and Zhang Qiang was directly ranked seventeenth. This time he would directly compete with Zhuo Yiyi, and obviously he had no chance of joining the top ten.

The audience outside the venue seemed very dissatisfied with the rankings of the four players from No. 1 Middle School, and generally believed that they were too low.

"No way, among more than 40 extraordinary families, Guo Wenbin, who has barely qualified as a mid-level equipment, is only ranked sixth. Do these teachers know how to rank them?"

"Yes, yes. And Zhuo Yiyi, who has a third-level elf family, is ranked behind Xu Ning. As for the other two, I think their performances were average."

"It's a bit outrageous to say that they are average. Those two were able to win the melee, so their performance can't be called average. On the contrary, Zhang Qiang from No. 1 Middle School's ranking is a bit wrong. He was a member of the winning team of the melee, but now he is ranked 17th."

"Now that you mention it, I just remembered why. Is it because No. 1 Middle School has the most students selected, so he needs to be eliminated?"

"That's nonsense. It's a five-city final, so whoever has a chance of winning will go. How can you complain about having too many people?"

"It's hard to say. Some gods don't care about that for their own benefit."

"It appears, the conspiracy monster!!"

Not only were the onlookers curious about Zhang Qiang's ranking, even the teachers at No. 1 Middle School had objections and went to the Ministry of Education to question him.

However, not long after, the head teacher of Class 8 came back in a mess. He was only a demigod, and naturally he would not get any good results by asking a true god with low-level divine power.

The Ministry of Education did not provide any explanation for the rankings and soon announced the start of the finals.

This time they did not fight all at once, but instead fought in groups of two. The first to go on the field were the first ranked against the twentieth and the second ranked against the nineteenth.

The first one was a male. After he entered the battle platform, the 20th student on the opposite side immediately summoned all his followers.

More than two thousand second-level fire elements and dozens of third-level fire element elites.

This is a completely magical species, and they have no physical body, so their defense against the physical side is very strong.

"Amazing! With so many followers, he can only rank 20th."

"I now understand the Ministry of Education's previous rankings. Although these fire elements look strong, they are very unstable. And I heard that it is also very difficult to advance."

"Potential aside, I just want to see what powerful clan this No. 1 has that the Ministry of Education would rank him first."

"roar!!!"

"Wow!!!"

"Am I hallucinating? Of course I am. I shouldn't have stayed up late last night. Now I'm falling asleep while watching the game."

"That's what I was saying. I thought I was seeing things. It turns out I was just dreaming. No, why are our dreams the same?"

"What a dream! Are all these people dreaming?"

"That means what we see is real."

"One hundred percent innocent."

"I like Anmunong." This is an audience member who really woke up from falling asleep.

"If I'm not dazzled, that's a young red dragon?"

Guo Wenbin turned his head to look at Zhou Wei, who had his mouth wide open, and Zhuo Yiyi, whose expression was still as cool as ever.

"Yes, a young red dragon."

Zhou Wei smacked his lips and responded mechanically.

"If I had a red dragon, all the kobold warlocks in the divine realm could advance to dragon vein warlocks."

There was yearning in his tone, but Guo Wenbin, who was sitting next to him, smelled a strong sour smell.

"Even if it's a young dragon, its strength must be at least mid-level extraordinary, so its strength attribute must be over 20."

Guo Wenbin made a comment, trying to cover up his sourness, and turned to look at Zhuo Yiyi.

"So, are you convinced that he's number one now? If we were to face each other, do you have the confidence to slay a dragon?"

"I don't agree, yes."

Zhuo Yiyi's answer was as confident as ever.

Guo Wenbin thought about it carefully and realized that if he played all his cards, the gray jackal would still have a chance to slay the dragon.

My heart suddenly stopped feeling sad.

The two of them were confident, but the student ranked 20th had no confidence at all.

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(end of this chapter)