Douluo Dalu: Yin and Yang Judgment

After a few days of round robin and knockout rounds, only four of the freshman teams remained.

The progress of the freshman assessment has also reached the semi-finals. After today's game, the afternoon will be used to rest, and the final final will be played the next day.

Although there are not many teams left, and there will only be one game per day, the spectator area at the scene is still overcrowded.

Not only the freshmen who were asked by the teacher to come to watch the game, but also many senior students, and some academy leaders who usually see the dragon without seeing the end.

For example, the deans of the two major factions of the college, Yan Shaozhe and Qian Duoduo.

On the high platform, Yan Shaozhe looked at the huge amount of money in front of him, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You are not staying with the Soul Guidance Department, why did you come here?"

"Why, can't I come to see my son's game?"

Qian Duoduo pouted, pretending to be nonchalant.

He also has a purpose here, and that is to select some talented disciples for the Soul Guidance Department.

As the deputy dean of the Soul Guidance Department, but under the pressure of his wife, he always came here to be a cheeky dignitary.

"Okay, okay, I still don't know your purpose?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you any more, I should go down and host the lottery and encourage my children."

Yan Shaozhe smiled, patted Qian Duoduo's shoulder, got up and walked off the high platform.

He was like a mirror in his heart, as soon as the money came, he would know what the other party was here for.

However, if he wanted to poach the talented students of the martial arts department, he would definitely not agree.

Even Ye Chen, a double-cultivator, is enough to make Yan Shaozhe's flesh hurt.

This is still for Mu Lao's face, and Yechen is the adopted son of Xian Lin'er, otherwise he will not let him go.

"Cut, isn't it just going down and pretending to win people's hearts, and it's so grand!"

Qian Duoduo sneered, somewhat disapproving.

After all these years, they know each other very well.

Du Weilun, the dean on the side, did not dare to offend both sides, he could only lose a smile and quickly followed.

...

Inside the arena, four teams lined up, waiting to draw their semifinal opponents.

Today was their last draw, and they all looked at each other, trying to draw a relatively simple opponent.

Strangely enough, although he was the only one in Yechen's team, no one wanted to meet him.

Even Dai Huabin is the same.

This black-haired boy with different eyes is too mysterious to them.

After so many games, Ye Chen didn't even release his martial spirit.

Every time, just relying on that incredibly powerful body and some unpredictable magical means, he can easily win.

Whenever those who observe him sum up his methods of fighting the enemy, they will soon be refreshed by his new methods.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is endless.

In the team beside Yechen, Huo Yuhao's face became a little gloomy and pale, staring at a young man in the team on the far right.

He didn't tell Yechen about his family affairs, so even if Yechen knew it, he couldn't say anything.

All I could do was pat him on the shoulder and give him an encouraging look.

One of the happiest people at the scene was Zhou Yi, the head teacher of the freshman class.

Two teams from the class she brought made it to the semifinals, but she let her out of anger in front of the second class head teacher, Mu Jin.

Because changes have begun, Mujin is now not the head teacher of the ninth class, but has become the second class.

No team from their class made it to the semi-finals, and all of them came back.

...

When Yan Shaozhe walked off the high platform and came to the lottery venue, he heard a burst of enthusiastic noise.

"What's the matter, I haven't introduced myself yet. Could it be that they already know my identity and were surprised?"

Yan Shaozhe said suspiciously, but he was still somewhat proud in his heart.

His real age is over ninety, yet he is still so narcissistic.

But when he heard what the students were talking about, he suddenly became depressed again.

"Sure enough, those eyes are gravitational, they sucked my soul away."

"Ahhh! Look, look, he's looking at me!"

"Nonsense, obviously he's looking at me, just like you, how could he notice you?"

...

Unconsciously, many girls have become crazy, and even some places have disputes because of Yechen's eyes.

Although it was said to be a competition, he still wore a white robe, which floated gently behind him under the wind.

Yechen's eyebrows seem to reveal a "fairy spirit", and the fantastic pupils can make people immersed in it unconsciously. The perfect facial features are sharp and angular, giving people a dreamy feeling.

What a handsome young man!

Yan Shaozhe watched this scene with black lines on his face, and he still didn't know who they were talking about.

Dumbly used soul power to block those noisy voices, forced a soft smile, and walked over.

It seems that since Yechen grows up, no matter where he goes, he will naturally become the focus of the scene.

"The first class of freshmen, Yechen stepped forward to draw lots!"

Yechen was the first to be called by name, and Yan Shaozhe looked at each other, slightly stunned.

'How uncle Yan laughed so far-fetched is scary. ’

There is only one person in his team, so he can only draw lots by himself.

Ye Chen felt a little uneasy in his heart. If Huo Yuhao and his group were drawn, they would face a difficult choice.

If you release water, you will show disrespect to them, but if you don't release water, their team's performance will only stop at the top four, or at most the third.

"You can do it, kid, and steal my limelight."

Beside the lottery box, Yan Shaozhe said in a voice that only the two of them could hear clearly, and gave Yechen a meaningful look.

Ye Chen was a little confused by this sentence, but he thought of something in an instant, and grinned with a meaningful smile.

The two didn't say much, after all, there are many people here.

"Yechen, the first class of freshmen, sign the seat, number one!"

Du Weilun took the signature slip in Ye Chen's hand and shouted loudly.

This lottery means that Yechen will compete against the team that draws the same lottery in the first venue.

Don't think about it anymore, anyway, it has been drawn, and the final result will be handed over to the will of God.

He didn't expect Yan Shaozhe to give him water, and deliberately let Huo Yuhao and the others draw No. 2.

As the head of the first house, the most important thing is to try to ensure fairness, even if he does that, no one will know.

Fortunately, luck was on Yechen's side in the end.

Huo Yuhao's team won No. 2, and the opponent was Ning Tian's team from the ninth freshman class.

And Ye Chen's opponent was Huo Yuhao's old enemy, Dai Huabin.

It seems that Ye Chen can't watch their good show of brothers fighting against the wall.

Of course he thought so too.

Today is different from the past, the annual rings of history are not turning in the original direction.

At least up to now, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong have not tried out the martial arts fusion skills, so I don't know what will happen in the future.

If Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, who didn't have martial arts fusion skills, met Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, they would not necessarily be able to win.

And it just so happened that Ye Chen also wanted to ask for advice, this martial arts fusion skill that has become famous in the mainland ten thousand years ago - Netherworld White Tiger...