Douluo: Starting from crossing Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 26 Knockout Game [-]

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai who was slowly disappearing from his sight, couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment.

If it is exactly the same as in the book, without any masculinity, if it is not for meeting the protagonist and his party later, I am afraid that he will only be able to stay in the Heaven Dou Empire for half of his life.

Tina's question pulled Zhu Zhuqing out of his thoughts.

"fine!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing was depressed in his heart, he was unwilling to show it. After all, he was still a child, why was he so sentimental.

Don't spoil the children around you, Tina and Song Fei are only eight years old, if you are too old-fashioned, you may not fit in with the group.

Three days later, the college's knockout match was held as scheduled, and ten classes were lined up in the square.

They knew that a class would be reorganized in the next ten days, and everyone knew who it was.

When Olanke entered the field with the third class, Zhu Zhuqing discovered an interesting scene.

The other nine classes showed the same expression almost at the same time, yes, a kind of ridicule.

Olanco's serious expression didn't change in any way because of being greeted with ridicule by these people.

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Olanke's cold expression, it seemed that the rumors of the academy were true.

And this time, Zhu Zhuqing himself hadn't figured out why he chose to train the three of them specially, but Zhu Zhuqing made up his mind.

Let those who always think that the third class is rubbish take a good look at how they stand here without moving.

It's more to prove yourself to that person, your suppression is just icing on the cake for me.

Olanke seemed to have discovered what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking, and there was a trace of relief on his face.

As the third class who was eliminated for three consecutive years, it has become a disgrace to the Royal Academy of the Star Luo Empire.Since then, entering the third class is a symbol of shame.

More people will choose to drop out to directly refuse to enter the third class. Those who stay in the third class will also be monks in the future.

It's called being a monk who hits the clock for a day and doesn't have the mind to practice at all. Anyway, he will be eliminated after three years, or even a shorter time.

The third class, which has lost any vitality, cannot be supported even if it has a perverted mentor.Once a person's heart is defeated, he will never be able to stand up again.

When the worst class appeared, cynicism was inevitable.

"Teacher Olan, do you think you can win the next game this time?"

No, the slut has already arrived, and the half-smile and mocking tone of a bearded man standing next to Olanco really makes people angry.

But Olanco didn't show any displeasure, and smiled politely.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Song. It looks like you won the second-to-last this time? Congratulations."

Olanke's polite smile made Mr. Song stay where he was.

But soon he returned to his smug smile: "Why is Mr. Auran so mean, but with you in the picture, isn't the penultimate one easy to catch?"

Teacher Song laughed presumptuously, regardless of his image as an elder.

Zhu Zhuqing thought it was very interesting. Listening to what Mr. Olanke said, it seemed that his class was not very good, and he might be a brother and sister with the third class. I didn't expect that this teacher's ability was compared with those who were inferior to him. It was really weird.

"Mr. Song, how long do you think your students can last under my students? How about we make a bet?"

Teacher Song looked at Olanke with disdain, and said, "What bet?"

Olanke waved at the other instructors. Although the class he led was not good, his personal strength was not low. For these 40-level soul sects teaching in the elementary class, Olanko was the ceiling.

The other eight teachers approached one after another, not caring that the vice principal of the primary area on the stage was speaking about the rules of the competition.

After all, the two classes with the worst grades get together, and the others are of course with the intention of eating melons.

Teacher Song's expression turned ugly in an instant, and Zhu Zhuqing focused on two things, listening to the vice-principal explaining the rules of the competition, and listening to the movement from Olanco.

"Teacher Alan, what's the matter with you? Call us all together."

Olanco glanced at Mr. Song, who had a displeased face, still smiling, and became extremely angry without being provoked by Mr. Song at all.

"It's okay, Mr. Song wants to make a bet with me."

Good guy, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help giving Olanke a thumbs-up, obviously you proposed the bet, but now you're throwing the blame on someone else, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but cast a wink.

"Bet? Mr. Alan, what bet are you betting with Mr. Song?"

"Yes yes yes."

What the rest of the group thought in their minds was that a bet between you two worst classes would be ridiculous.

But there are free melons to eat, this scene happened nine years ago.That time Oranco's bet was a failure.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Song's face, but Oranke didn't care so much.

"The bet I made with Mr. Song is that his students can last three rounds under my students?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback by Olanke's words, not to mention other teachers.

Three rounds, isn't that an exaggeration?
Zhu Zhuqing seriously suspected that the teacher had been dropped. Although the special training was very effective, he didn't know what the opponent was like.Aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face for being so sloppy?
Sure enough, the other eight teachers glanced at each other after listening to Olanco's words, and perfunctoryly smiled.

"Teacher Alan, I heard you right! Three rounds?"

A young female teacher was stunned, she couldn't do this in her class.

"That's right!"

Teacher Song was so angry that his lungs exploded from Olanco.

Teacher Song was very angry at being so arrogant in front of all the teachers.

"Olanco, okay, since you said that your student can beat my student in three rounds, what if you lose?"

Teacher Song no longer called Mr. Olanke by his first name.

Olanco still maintained a smile, without any anger.

"If I lose, I'll yell three times in the square that Oranco is a waste! How?"

Teacher Song didn't agree, thinking in his heart that you are a waste of teaching in the academy, so what's the use of you like this.

"Then what do you say?"

"It's very simple. If you lose, kneel on the ground and kowtow to me three times, and call me Oranco a waste. How about it?"

This request is too much, and the teachers around are talking about it.

"Mr. Song, isn't that a bit too much? After all, we are all teachers of the same college."

"Yes, I think it's better to change it, so as not to hurt everyone."

The reason why they defend Olanco is actually based on Olanco's own strength.Not for anything else.

(End of this chapter)