The strongest talent tree

Chapter 30
During the assessment, there are ten competition stages for each grade, which are formed into a triangle and surround the central stand, which means that only 20 people can participate in the knockout round.

Fortunately, Feng Hao's number was very low, while Xi Yueyao's number was definitely ahead of the exam, so they both competed in the first group.

According to the head-to-tail number matching, Feng Hao’s opponent is student No. 10, and the battle stage is naturally No. [-].

"Damn it, why hasn't your opponent come yet?" Feng Hao stood impatiently on the No. [-] battle stage. Under the crowd of many students, he shook his legs out of boredom and hummed a song from his hometown, "Where is No. [-]? Ten. Player No. [-], hurry up and come on, don’t waste time!”

Many of the students who were watching and preparing for the battle recognized Feng Hao. After all, after the simulator incident, the title of the strongest auditor in history has been spread.

Although everyone knows that Feng Hao can fight with Xi Yueshuang, many people don't believe it. It is difficult for them to accept that an auditor is better than them!

Therefore, many students gathered in the audience at the No. [-] battle, some came to test Feng Hao's strength, and most came to watch the jokes.

Perhaps Feng Hao's shouting had an effect. After a moment, a charming young man jumped onto the fighting stage.

As the romantic young man appeared, the audience burst into cheers and screams, and several nymphomaniac little girls even shouted desperately:

"Song Shu, come on! Song Shu, come on!"

"Squad leader, quickly beat up that auditor and let him taste the power of a formal student!"

"Song Shu, you are so handsome, you are the best!"

"Come on, squad leader! Let everyone know how awesome our ninth class is!"

"That's right, our ninth class is the strongest!"

……

Hearing the shouts from the audience, Feng Hao couldn't help but become a little interested, "Are you the monitor of Class [-]?"

Song Shu looked cold and arrogant, drew his sword and brushed his sleeves, arrogance was overwhelming, and he didn't take Feng Hao seriously, "You just listen to Feng Hao? I heard that you can fight against Xi Yueshuang, who is in the third grade. I don't know if it is true." Fake."

Feng Hao curled his lips and said, "If you think it's true, then it's true. If you think it's false, then it's false."

"That makes sense, but I think it's a lie." Song Shu stood proudly, as if he were a master, "You'd better just admit defeat, the auditor is not worthy of fighting with me."

"Haha, little friend, your homework is not very good, but your posture is quite good." Feng Hao said with a dumb smile.

Song Shu was obviously stunned and frowned in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Feng Hao grinned, holding the dark moon dagger in both hands, and killed him directly.

"Seeking death!" Seeing Feng Hao's sudden attack, Song Shu couldn't help but sneer and waved his sword to meet him. His posture was handsome and compelling, attracting countless screams from the audience.

There is often a big gap between expectation and reality. Song Shu originally thought that he could easily hit Feng Hao with the advantage of the length of his weapon.

Unfortunately, just when the sword blade was about to hit Feng Hao, Feng Hao's speed suddenly exploded, and he easily avoided it with a half-turn. The dagger held in his left hand was lifted up, and it accurately swiped Song Shu's sword-holding wrist. .

"Let's go, little friend!" Feng Hao said with a playful smile.

Song Shu, who was still a jade tree facing the wind just now, suddenly turned pale. Five levels of dark energy surged and roared in his body, and his energy and blood instantly bottomed out.

Blood flowed from his wrist, and he couldn't hold the sword in his hand. With a scream, he fell to the ground.

"Number 998 wins, please leave the field as soon as possible." The referee instructor not far away directly announced the result, and then entered the victory or defeat information into the battle sorting instrument.

Feng Hao ignored the stunned crowd and left the stage humming a tune.

The only person left on the fighting stage was Song Shu, who looked pained and stunned, clutching his wrist, obviously not yet reacting.

"Student No. [-], please leave the field as soon as possible!" the referee instructor's solemn voice sounded again.

Only then did Song Shu wake up, stumbled off the stage, then covered his head and squeezed out of the crowd, and fled. As the only master in Class [-] who had a chance to compete for first place, he was eliminated in the first round. How could he still have the nerve to stay in the arena? ?

As Song Shu left, the students watching in the audience finally came to their senses. Except for the students in Class [-] who sighed, the other students all had expressions of disbelief:

"Impossible, I must have been dazzled, nothing happened just now!" "Nima, it ended before I even figured out what the situation was!"

"I heard that the auditor was playing with dark power, but even so, it's impossible to defeat Song Shu with one blow, right?"

"Song Shu level [-], you still have physical qualifications, you have about [-] qi and blood, right?"

"A knife can cause more than 1 injuries. Are you kidding me? You're just an auditor!"

"It seems that the rumors are true. This guy might have really fought with Xi Yueshuang."

……

Most of the big guys watching the battle on the high platform were watching the third-year game. After all, the battle between the first and second-year players really didn't have much technical content.

But there are also big shots who pay attention to the battle situation in the first grade. For example, the old city lord witnessed almost the entire battle between Feng Hao and Song Shu, although the whole battle only lasted a few seconds.

"What an amazing little guy. It seems that Rongcheng is about to produce another little genius!" Lao Cheng's voice was a little weak.

When Zhao Hao heard this, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and asked in confusion, "Old City Master, which student are you talking about?"

The old city lord looked back at Battle Platform No. [-], only to find that the two little guys had disappeared. He couldn't help but chuckle, "There was a nice little guy on Battle Platform No. [-] just now. It seems that he has left."

"Oh, there are indeed some good seedlings this year." Zhao Hao nodded with a smile, and several figures flashed in his mind.

"Very good! Very good!" The old city lord said two very good things in a row. His eyes were suddenly attracted to the No. [-] battle platform, and he praised with a smile: "Hey, isn't that the second girl of the Xiyue family? Well, there was her aunt back then. The style!”

Zhao Hao laughed dumbly and said: "I heard that Xiyueluan has returned to find his roots. Has the old city lord heard about it?"

"I know... I know, that girl was still chatting with me yesterday."

"Speaking of which, she and I were students at the same time, and I was really overwhelmed by her back then. It's a pity that she has found the bloodline inheritance, but I can only stay here to retire." Zhao Hao looked back and sighed quietly.

Hearing this, the old city lord also felt a little sad in his eyes, "Oh~, it's the same for the old man, he can only retire here."

"The old city lord also failed back then?" Zhao Hao asked in surprise.

"That's not true, it's just because of some other reasons." The old city lord smiled meaningfully, "The old friends from back then walked, walked, walked..."

Zhao Hao was confused after hearing this and did not continue to ask. He looked at the students in the audience and sighed: "I wonder how many of these children can awaken their bloodline?"

"No one can say for sure about bloodlines. My human race in the Ancient Cang Realm gathers bloodlines from all over the world, and there will always be some favored sons who are favored by the heavens who can find the source of bloodlines." The old city lord looked at the blue sky in the distance, his eyes were deep and sad.

……

After Feng Hao won the promotion, he went directly to the No. [-] battle stage to cheer Xi Yueyao.

After all, Sailor Moon was trained by herself. Her fighting skills and strength completely overwhelmed her opponents, but she wasn't as crisp and clean as herself.

After returning from the victory, Xi Yueyao walked over in a swaggering manner. As expected by Feng Hao, although she only won one game, this girl's mentality has begun to expand infinitely.

"Wow, this lady is really amazing!" Xi Yueyao said proudly.

Feng Hao shook his head helplessly, took her little hand and said: "Stop being so stupid, let's go and cheer for Fatty and the others."

"Okay." Xi Yueyao nodded obediently, holding Feng Hao's hand and jumping up and down, humming a few words, "If they lose, let's see how I deal with them!"

"You girl, no matter what they say, you are still my little brother. How can it be your turn to teach me a lesson?" Feng Hao said dissatisfied.

Xi Yueyao proudly raised her chin and said, "Huh, I'm still their monitor!"

"Uh... okay, you win." Feng Hao was speechless.

(End of this chapter)