Begin with the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, The Rebirthed School Flower Becomes A Licking Dog

"I have a sense of proportion. Yun Yan patted Rosy Clouds on the shoulder, then changed the subject and asked: "By the way, Rosy Clouds, what is the enrollment quota for this year?"

"Eight hundred people." Rosy clouds replied.

"Yeah!" Yun Yan nodded: "There are still three days left, it should be enough for me to prepare."

Yun Yan knew in her heart that this time, she would definitely win the championship. If she won the championship, the Yun family forces in Shengyan City might have to reshuffle the cards.

Three days passed in a flash, and there was only one day left before the admissions assessment, and the college square was already overcrowded.

A arena was set up in the center of the square, surrounded by students who came to watch the battle, many of them were dignitaries and their families.

When everyone was looking forward to it, suddenly, several instructors walked onto the stage slowly.

As soon as the instructor stepped onto the stage, he announced loudly, "This year's Shengyan Academy enrollment will start soon, the rules remain the same, and the winner will be decided by lottery.

"Now all the students are asked to line up under the ring to draw lots."

As the instructor's voice fell, the crowd surged and ran towards the arena one after another.

"Miss, let's go too""!" Rosy clouds supported Yun Yan and walked towards the ring.

Yun Yan nodded, squeezed into the crowd with Rosy clouds, and walked towards the broadcasting station.

"Miss, please slow down, we are walking too fast, we may bump into others easily, I will help you step." Rosy clouds urged Yun Yan while supporting her to move forward.

Yun Yan didn't respond, she lowered her head, immersed in her own thoughts, and had no time to think about anything else.

She was now thinking about how to avoid entanglements with Liu Feng, after all, that guy is not a kind person, and it would be fruitless to annoy him.

Su Yang and Yun Yan came to the arena together, waiting for the draw.

After a while, it was Su Yang's turn to draw lots. The referee glanced at him and said, "Name?"

Su Yang replied with a smile: "Su Yang!"

"Height? Weight?" The referee continued to ask.

Su Yang blushed suddenly, how could he remember how much he weighed.

"Cough!" Su Yang coughed awkwardly, "I don't know."

"What about your Martial Soul?"

"Martial Soul?" Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and then reflected: "Red Flame Sword!"

"Okay! Please stand on the left."

After listening, Su Yang obediently stood aside and waited according to the referee's instructions.

The referee picked up a bamboo tube, groped in it for a while, grabbed two pieces of paper, and handed them to Su Yang: "The one that draws Red is yours.

"Thank you!" Su Yang found the red note, unfolded it and took a look, it read: number one.

"Su Yang, number one!" the referee shouted, signaling Su Yang to come on stage.

Su Yang took a deep breath, stepped onto the ring, and accepted the challenge.

Soon, there was a scream from under the ring: "Ouch, I lost!"

"Conceded." The referee cupped hands, and then, looked at Su Yang.

Su Yang quickly waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay, I just won by luck, I won this round, you can continue.

The referee nodded, grabbed the bamboo tube and fumbled for a while, and found two white balls.

"No. 2!" The referee read (Demo Zhao) the number and handed the white ball to Su Yang.

Su Yang opened it, and it read: Number three.

"Okay, congratulations on getting the number one qualification." The referee announced with a smile.

"Thank you!" Su Yang saluted gratefully.

"You can go down and rest."

"Thank you!" Su Yang thanked Dade and got off the ring.

"Miss, we are very lucky. We even drew the Zhong 2 number. During the competition, we will definitely be able to pass the level easily." Rosy clouds cheered happily, full of excitement. .