"If you want to say something, we still have it." Suddenly someone intervened in the topic. It was a maroon girl who was holding a snack bag and stuffing things in her mouth like a squirrel.
It's pine nuts.
It smelled a bit familiar, Qianjie didn't invite her.
"Don't be so weird." She was really familiar with it and handed the snack bag to Qianjie and Huo Yulin. "Don't worry, we didn't poison it."
"You couldn't be more dissatisfied with losing the freshman exam, so you came here to make a bet or something, right?" Qianjie was not polite and grabbed a handful of something similar to melon seeds and ate them slowly.
"It's okay to be unconvinced. After all, those who lose are used to losing. But we are very interested in the bet you mentioned. What kind of bet is it? Let's talk about it first, we don't have any money."
"If you don't gamble, the loser calls the winner daddy."
"But we are a woman, and we don't impose any restrictions, such as a hotel or something..."
"Stop it, I don't like to talk dirty jokes with women, and you are not the type I'm interested in." Guazike fell into the arena with Qianjie's movements, "Tell me, what are you doing to me? It won't be Elder Xuanzi Don’t you think I can eat and drink for free at Shrek?”
"Don't worry, he just wants you to change your martial soul's name."
"Claw."
"Well, we don't expect our talks to be successful. Next, it's time to talk about our feelings." The three people just started eating melon seeds around the Colosseum, letting the garbage fall into the arena.
No one stopped them. It was just a small melon seed shell, which did not affect the excitement of fighting beasts.
"Listen quietly."
"Don't you think this is very similar to the life-and-death duel of an evil soul master?" Songzi began to wink at Qianjie.
"It's not like that, at least the students here are really in crisis, and there will be high-level soul masters to save people." Qianjie is not surprised, Xuanzi should have told these dirty work troops about his origin, "It's just that, after listening to you The tone, you seem to be familiar with these things?”
"Of course. After all, we have a similar background to you. We were thrown into a life-and-death arena by an evil soul master, and then Shrek rescued us."
"so?"
"Later, I found out that it's the same everywhere, just making ends meet."
"No, I'm not asking you this. I'm asking you why you are talking so much all of a sudden?" Qianjie really doesn't care about this. There is no need to compare.
"Oh, according to internal information, we will become a reserve team member of Shrek's Seven Monsters, and so will you, so come here and tell your future teammates about the past that cannot be seen in person, and enhance the feelings and tacit understanding between teammates. After all, it is like the history of history. The Seven Monsters of Lake all say the same thing."
Qianjie nodded to show his understanding: "If you can talk about the past that cannot be seen, does that mean you can't see it?"
"I don't know. Anyway, since we've spoken, it's time for you to speak as well." Songzi's chestnut eyes squinted at Qianjie beside him.
"Okay then, what I think is - stay away from this Colosseum later."
"Hey, what are you going to do? Don't tell us that you are overly sympathetic and were raised by soul beasts. You don't want to see soul beasts suffer, so you are ready to give these soul beasts freedom."
"It seems that this sad past was not bad." Qianjie adjusted his glasses, "There is no need for freedom or anything like that. The main reason is that this Colosseum is a bit of a waste of money. There is an old man who is very dissatisfied with this waste of money. So I hope that I, a little troublemaker, can cause some trouble."
It's true. Moon really looked for him, or maybe he threw a bottle of medicine in the 108th dormitory. Qianjie analyzed it and found that it was something that could drive a group of soul beasts crazy.
It’s not too difficult to understand. One-third of Shrek’s annual fiscal revenue is wasted just for such a spectacle...
If you want the results of research on soul beasts, the results cannot be obtained; if you want it to help students train with practical experience, it cannot train them.
It’s not like there are no better choices than it. This special meow is really just a spectacle to highlight that Shrek is rich.
In exchange for a thousand calamities, you can destroy it yourself, and the powerful country can also score points, which is not the case.
It's just that this has become a tradition, almost comparable to the years of Shrek's existence, and Moon doesn't seem to be easy to take action.
Probably the same reason as the clown statue.
"Class 1, classmate Huo Yulin, get ready!" Du Weilun finally called here, attracting most of the eyes to look here.
After all, he is the champion of the freshmen assessment competition.
He is still a white-ringed soul master with a level of only ten or more.
This kind of student is born with a strong ability to discuss topics. No one thinks that Huo Yulin is just a lucky person who won the championship. As long as he is not blind, it is obvious who is the main force in the freshman knockout competition.
"Go ahead and do what we said at the beginning." Qianjie started to play with Lolita.
There is no need to go to the trouble of throwing medicine. Anyway, Huo Yulin's first martial soul will change its form sooner or later.
So the girl jumped off the stands and walked into the examination room, which was filled with yellow sand. The flying yellow sand and the smell of blood could not contaminate her at all.
The clicking sound of the machine sounded, and a huge iron gate in the distance slowly opened. In the dark corridor, there was the sound of running wildly, and green light jumped out of the corridor and arrived in the blink of an eye.
Then quickly slide to his knees.
The ferocious and bloodthirsty leopard turned into a big cat, whimpering and pressing its head tightly to the ground.
"I have horns on my head, and a tail behind me..." Qianjie hummed softly, but stopped midway through.
Comes without a tail.
How good it would be, dragon tail.
There is really no tail, but there is a pair of slightly illusory dragon horns on the head, and there are some scales shining in the sun at the corners of the eyes, and they are also white fur.
It just has a heart-stopping majesty.
Qianjie raised his head and looked at the surrounding auditorium, which was silent.
Those with higher cultivation levels looked at the field with horror on their faces, while those with lower cultivation levels no longer dared to raise their heads.
They are all beast martial souls.
This is much better than simulating a hundred thousand year soul ring.
He looked at the examination room again, where the white-haired girl was floating quietly half a meter above the ground, her purple-gold pupils filled with indifference.
It seems that she is not taking an assessment, but a queen accepting the worship of thousands of subjects.
"Is it okay?" She turned to look at Du Weilun as the referee, not like a student asking questions, but like giving an order.
She is the ultimate in romance.
"Who is it? Who is it?!" Before Du Weilun could speak, another old man with red hair and a red beard rushed out of the corridor.
The roar stopped abruptly.
No matter how stupid he is, he still realizes something, even if his name is prefixed by Gong Zhang.
It seemed that there was no need to wait for Du Weilun to announce the result, Huo Yulin floated back to the stands.
Qianjie took Huo Yulin's hand and began to retreat step by step.
The silence and despondency in the corridor suddenly stopped at a certain moment and was replaced by roars one after another.
There is no need for entrance exams.
First there was the cyan leopard that looked like a big cat, and then it turned into a ferocious spirit beast and rushed straight towards the stands.
One head, two heads, three heads...
There were screams of terror one after another in the stands, and a soul barrier rose from the edge of the stands.
One blood flower, two blood flowers, three blood flowers...
More blood and more yellow sand did not make the adrenaline of the spectators surge, but made them unable to control their kidneys...
I can’t get back the feeling of the fifth watch. TAT
(End of chapter)
