The Inner Court Selection Competition, as a major event of Canaan College, naturally attracts a lot of attention.
Moreover, in this selection competition, all the influential figures in the academy will show up.
This is undoubtedly a great attraction to the male and female students who regard these people as their idols and objects of admiration.
Therefore, even if the college holds the event this time, it will use the largest square in Canaan College.
But it was still packed with people.
Countless students from Canaan College squeezed their heads and rushed into their seats in the square. From the stands, all they could see were black heads and loud noises rising into the sky.
When Xiao Shan and Xiao Ming squeezed in, this was what they saw.
"What should I do?"
Xiao Shan looked a little dumbfounded at this noisy occasion.
The noisy sounds were like ocean waves, coming in waves, which made Xiao Ming, who spent most of his time alone and was used to a quiet atmosphere, frown.
After scanning the square, he said: "We are a little late. You can look for the classmates in our class. They should have taken their seats long ago."
When Xiao Shan heard what Xiao Ming said, he hummed and started scanning like Xiao Ming. Soon he made a discovery, pointed at a stand, and shouted in surprise:
"Look, everyone in our class is in the stands over there. Instructor Ge Hu is also there."
Xiao Ming turned his head and looked in the direction he pointed, and found that it was indeed the case.
So, he called Xiao Shan to go together.
The two quickly squeezed out of the crowd and walked to their class.
"Xiao Shan, Xiao Ming, you two are here. Why are you so late? You two are the only ones missing from our class. Hurry up and sit over here. The trials will start soon."
Instructor Ge Hu, who was sitting in the stands, was very sharp-eyed and noticed the arrival of his two students.
"Good morning, Teacher Gehu!"
Seeing Ge Hu waving to him, Xiao and Ming said hello to him and sat down next to him.
After greeting some acquaintances with a smile on his face, Xiao Ming turned his attention to the square.
The huge square for this competition is in the shape of a circle. Around the square, stone stairs continue to spread upward. The shape is like an arena. The sea of people sitting around the square can clearly see the entire square.
The position chosen by Instructor Ge Hu and the others is neither high nor low on the ladder. It is a very good position.
However, although this location is good, it is not the best. Xiao Ming glanced around the square and finally stopped at the center of the stand.
That is the seat with the best view.
There were only four seats on the seat, and four old men with white hair and beards just sat there.
One of them is Xiao Ming's teacher, Elder Huo.
Elder Huo sat on the far left of the four seats. Xiao Ming also knew the three old men on his right.
Among them, sitting next to Elder Huo and talking to him was Hu Jia's grandfather, Hu Qian, the vice president of Canaan College.
The other two old men sitting next to him are the elders of the outer courtyard.
These four people were sitting in the stands normally. In Xiao Ming's perception, a wisp of space fluctuations would occasionally appear around them. This kind of space fluctuations can only be possible when the fighting spirit in the body reaches a certain limit. The outside space resonates.
Obviously, the four of them are all experts at the peak level of Dou Huang, only half a step away from Dou Zong.
If you have the Po Sect Pill, you may be able to directly enter the Dou Sect.
Unfortunately, although Canaan College is not short of money or medicinal materials, it does not have a senior alchemist who can refine the Po Zong Pill. This half step away has trapped them for who knows how many years.
When Xiao Ming looked at the four people in the stands, the four people suddenly felt something. They raised their lazy eyes, and their turbid eyes directly met Xiao Ming's eyes.
After seeing his apprentice looking here, Elder Huo smiled at Xiao Ming.
The other three people also smiled at Xiao Ming as a greeting.
Among them, Hu Qian glanced at Xiao Ming and said to Elder Huo in surprise, "Old man Huo, Xiao Ming, is this the Seven Stars Master?!"
Elder Huo, who had always been taciturn, heard Hu Qian ask this, and immediately said in a tone as if he hated iron for not being able to make steel:
"Yes, I made a breakthrough when I went out for training a few days ago. Hey, you said this kid, I told him not to go out, but he refused to listen and became a Seven-Star Fighter when he came back."
"I said, can you put away the smug smile on your face before you say that?"
Others looked at the smile on Elder Huo's face and knew that he was proud of having such an exceptionally talented apprentice.
But he could only smile enviously.
Who allowed this old guy to get lucky and get the upper hand?
You know, when the monster Xiao Ming appeared in Canaan College, every elder who learned the news was willing to accept him as a disciple.
Everyone was still inquiring about the news, and before they even started to take action, Xiao Ming was taken away by Elder Huo.
At that time, there were still many people secretly scolding Elder Huo for being unreasonable and acting so quickly.
However, in addition to his talent for cultivation, Xiao Ming also has a talent for refining medicine. In the hands of Elder Huo, he is indeed much better than in their hands.
"A six-year-old Dou Zhan, a great Dou Master who is less than nine years old. After entering the inner courtyard, with the blessing of Tianfen Qi Training Tower, I am afraid that he should be able to reach the strength of Dou Wang before graduation. How old will Xiao Ming be at that time? , less than fourteen years old. Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a pervert."
As he said that, the look of envy on Hu Qian's face became more intense.
He thought of his granddaughter Hujia, although her talent was very high compared to others.
But there is no comparison with Xiao Ming. At the same age, Hu Jia is not even a fighter.
Alas, the gap between people is too great.
Not to mention the conversation between the four old men in the central seat.
The inner court selection competition finally kicked off after Xiao Ming waited for a while.
When a middle-aged referee slowly walked onto the square, deafening cheers suddenly erupted from the stands.
The cheers gradually subsided with the pressure of the referee's palm. After looking around, the middle-aged referee said loudly:
"Dear students, today is the long-awaited day for the start of the annual inner court selection competition. In this competition, the participants come from all Xuanhuang classes, as well as the law enforcement team and the alchemy department. They are all members of their respective classes. The best, three hundred people in total.”
“The rules for this selection should be noted as follows:
First, we are classmates, and no one can kill his classmates.
second,……
Anyone who violates the above rules will be disqualified from the competition or expelled from the academy. "
"..."
"Okay, time is running out. I announce that the inner court selection competition has officially begun!" After saying this, the instructor slowly returned to the referee's seat.
Two names were also heard from the referee's bench.
"Xuanjie Class 1, Cao Wei!"
"Huang Jie Class 9, Zhao Yuzhen!"
Those who can participate in the inner court selection competition have a minimum level of five-star Dou Shi.
After hearing the roll call, two figures who had been prepared for a long time suddenly flashed down from the stands.
Immediately they landed steadily on the field, looking at each other, sparks bursting out from their eyes, and fighting energy with different attributes surged out of their bodies. The powerful fighting energy enveloped their bodies, forming a perfect picture. Douqi gauze.
Each class has a limited number of competition places. If two people can participate in the competition, they will naturally be quite popular in the class.
Behind the two of them, cheers and cheers from their respective classes could be heard.
In this warm atmosphere, the competition went on in an orderly manner.
Time passed quickly and waves of games ended.
After the fortieth round of the game, a referee stood up slowly on the referee's bench, looked around the field, and finally said loudly.
"Chapter 41: Xuanjie Class 8, Xiao Ming! Xuanjie Class 2, Feng Bing!"
