The proud students of Solon Academy all had smiles on their faces.
Invincible Matthew.
The red-haired devil Galen.
And Gabriel, who is as handsome as a male model...
These influential figures who were rarely seen in the past gathered at Hurricane Academy.
Not to mention Hurricane Academy, even if the opponents are replaced by Longmu Academy and Wangbei Academy, the top schools in Xia Kingdom, is it not an entertainment match?
Thus, the exchange match, in which Hurricane College faced a formidable enemy and Sauron College disapproved of it, officially kicked off in a relaxed and peaceful atmosphere.
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Ye Ruosheng left after his opening remarks.
Then, in the suffocating eyes of all the students at Hurricane Academy.
The majestic Wu Wenlie loosened his tie, strode onto the stage, and announced the communication content and pre-game instructions in an extremely inconsistent image.
"In view of the time schedule, there will be 8 exchanges in four events this afternoon: command battle, constructed mecha, information attack and defense, and martial arts combat."
"Tomorrow morning there will be a total of 7 exchanges in the remaining three items: command battle, constructed mecha, and martial arts fighting."
Having said this, Comrade Lao Wu showed a smile on his face that he thought was elegant but was actually too rough.
"Hey (short flat tone——)."
"You are all leaders of your generation. This time Solon Academy visited Xia Kingdom, our Hurricane Academy was chosen as the first stop. This is recognition of Hurricane Academy, and naturally it also puts forward new requirements for everyone, but I am here to say A little digression."
The smile on Wu Wenlie's face grew brighter, but the sense of disobedience in the audience's hearts became even stronger.
At the scene, Feng Yiluo frowned slightly.
Listening to Wu Wenlie speak is like watching a bear reading from a small notebook.
This feels really bad.
He glanced at Ye Ruosheng and Baili Changqi next to him.
These two are both present at this moment.
Feng Yiluo withdrew his gaze. He felt that Xia Guo's Qi-nurturing skills were indeed profound and profound.
On the edge of the fourth row of seats, Jiang Luyue patted Cheng Zicheng.
"What?" Cheng Zicheng turned around. How could his teacher's attitude be so inappropriate when he was speaking?
"Well...your teacher's speech...made me feel uncomfortable." Jiang Luyue said in an embarrassed whisper.
"It's okay, don't be afraid, just get used to it."
Cheng Zicheng took the opportunity to grab Jiang Luyue's little hand and continued to give her spiritual comfort through rubbing it.
The dim lights at the scene blocked the blush on Jiang Luyue's face, but they could not block Teacher Wu's high-spirited speech at this moment.
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"We are all young people and martial arts practitioners."
"I hope that in this competition, young people will value peace and stop at nothing."
"I'm done."
Teacher Wu walked off the stage in high spirits. He felt that his speech today was simply too impressive.
At this time, in the distant New Moon Base Solon Academy, there were already boos in Live Broadcast Hall 12.
"In Xia Guo dialect, who is this uncle?"
"Oh, Jack, I swear that's the worst line I've ever heard."
“Don’t the spokespersons of the Hurricane Academy review the manuscript before speaking?”
"I feel like my hives are coming on."
"Why urticaria? Bob, didn't your genetic optimization eliminate allergens?"
The Sauron students, who could still remain calm at first, finally had a tendency to explode under Wu Wenlie's outstanding speech.
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Hurricane Arena.
Sauron Academy phalanx.
The red-haired Galen had amusement in his eyes.
A vice president of the mighty Hurricane Academy actually said that peace is the most important thing?
Do you want them to let go?
Sorry? He Galen can't do it.
But Galen didn't know that there was a certain light shining in the eyes of their top leader, Mr. Feng.
Of course it is impossible for the crazy red-haired devil Galen Hurt to let go? So he will definitely be placed in the must-win group.
However, some people who were inspired by Mr. Feng were different.
【Is it a coincidence? 】
[Did he guess my arrangement? 】
Feng Yiluo narrowed his eyes.
Smart people always like to think about the worst in everything, and it happened that Wu Wenlie's mistake triggered Feng Yiluo's smart thinking.
Suddenly, Dean Wu, who was considered extremely stupid by others, turned out to be an enigmatic guy.
[But what can you guess? It’s just going from the first level of trap to the second level of trap. 】
[Today’s 8 games will let you experience three states of mind. The more you care, the more you will ignore the truth. 】
A smile suddenly broke out on Feng Yiluo's face.
This directly made Wu Wenlie, who was sitting next to him, shiver all over and glanced at Feng Yiluo calmly.
[His grandma’s? It can’t be an old glass, right? 】
Of course, everyone is a senior actor? How could Wu Wenlie show his inner thoughts?
So he smiled innocently at Feng Yiluo.
The character of an honest person has been established.
Well, perfect.
Feng Yiluo was indeed deceived.
The student competition hasn't even started yet, but the bosses on both sides are already fighting with each other.
At this moment, Wu Wenlie really wanted to slap his thigh and shout, "I'm such a fucking genius!"
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"The first exchange match? Command battle!"
"Players from both sides, Hurricane Academy: Shizhou? Solon Academy: Joseph Keane."
"Combat Map: Equatorial Guinea, theme: "Breakthrough of the Central Line! Battle for the Black Fortress"."
"AI Selection: International Simulated Warfare Think Tank? Randomly selected."
When the female commentator's voice appeared, the atmosphere became completely lively.
Both parties have no objections to the competition arrangement. The AI in the international think tank is divided into 77 levels. There are 1.2 million combinations of personality templates. This effectively dispels the idea that others think that Hurricane Academy is cheating.
Hurricane arena ground rotation switch.
Two biological cabins rise from below the floor and appear at the edge of the site, with dense pipelines connecting the cabins.
A dense interweaving of pixels begins in the center of the field.
Many images of sunlight, dust, mountains, and oceans flashed rapidly, and finally the perspective of the picture suddenly increased, appearing above the clouds.
The floating white clouds give people a strong sense of reality.
The spectators on the Solon Academy side nodded slightly to express their recognition of Hurricane Academy.
Personnel from both sides appeared.
Shi Zhou is a third-year student at Hurricane College. He has neat hair and calm eyes. He walks upright and has a vague military figure. He must be related to his father who serves as a senior colonel in the Yanhuang Army.
Joseph Keen, whose light blue eyes are as bright as gemstones, is the darling of genetic optimization. When he appears, he does not look like a student, but more like an elegant Western European aristocrat.
In the distant New Moon Base, in Live Broadcast Hall 12 of Solon Academy, most of the 300 Solon students had smiles on their faces.
Joseph Keane is best at frontal battlefield combat, and his micro-control ability on local battlefields is enough to rank among the top three in the school.
As early as the second grade, he had been booked by the Lunar Seventh Fleet Headquarters.
This game seems to them to be a sure thing.
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The two of them served as members of the first battle, so they naturally shouldered the huge expectations of both parties.
Shi Zhou's calm character is quite suitable for the starting lineup. On this occasion, it is still impossible to see the emotion from his expression.
Joseph Keane wore the Moonman's usual faintly proud smile on his face, giving people a feeling of uncertainty.
In terms of momentum before the game, both sides were evenly matched.
When the biological hatch cover fell, Shizhou's eyes were about to fall into darkness.
He took a deep breath and thought about it.
【Absolutely cannot lose! 】
On the other side, Joseph Keane, whose vision was also plunged into darkness, only after the surrounding noise was completely isolated, a meaningful smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.
[The fruits of victory after a hard battle must be delicious, right? 】
