Douluo: Starting from traveling through Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 26 The first knockout round

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai who slowly disappeared from his sight, and couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

If it were exactly like the one in the book, there was no masculinity at all, and if I hadn't met the protagonist and his group later, I would have been stuck in the Tiandou Empire for half of my life.

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

"fine!"

Although Zhu Zhuqing was depressed, he didn't want to show it. After all, he was still a child, so why should he be so sentimental?

Don't let the children around you get hurt. Tina and Song Fei are only eight-year-old children. If you are too old-fashioned, you may not fit in with others.

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

They know that a class will be reorganized in the next ten days, and everyone knows who it is.

When Olanke led Class 3 into the venue, 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 did not change in any way because of the mocking treatment he received from these people.

Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Olanke's cold expression. It seemed that the rumors in the academy were true.

Zhu Zhuqing himself has not yet figured out why he chose to train Zhu Zhuqing and the others this time, but Zhu Zhuqing is determined.

Let those who have always thought that Class 3 is trash take a good look at how they stand here unmoving.

It’s just to prove myself to that person, and your suppression is just the icing on the cake for me.

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

Being eliminated from Class Three for three consecutive years has become a shame for the Star Luo Empire Royal Academy. Entering Class Three from now on is a symbol of shame.

More people will choose to drop out of school to directly refuse to enter Class 3. Those who stay in Class 3 will also be in a state of becoming monks in the future.

It is called being a monk who beats the clock every day and has no intention to practice cultivation. Anyway, he will be eliminated in three years, or even shorter.

Class 3, which has lost any vitality, cannot be helped even by a perverted instructor. A person's heart has been defeated, and it will never be possible to stand up again.

When the worst class appears, cynicism is inevitable.

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

No, the scoundrel has already arrived. The bearded man standing next to Olanco has a half-smiling, mocking tone that really makes people angry.

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

"Oh, it turns out to be Teacher Song. It looks like you can get the second-to-last spot this time? Congratulations."

Olanko's polite smile made Teacher Song stay in place like a dumbfounded chicken.

But he soon regained his proud smile: "Why is Mr. Olan so mean? But with you in charge, isn't the second to last one easy to catch?"

Teacher Song laughed wildly without caring about his image as an elder.

Zhu Zhuqing found it very interesting. From what Teacher Olanke said, it seemed that his class was not that good either. He and Class 3 might be the same as each other. He didn't expect that this teacher's skills were compared with those who were worse than him. It was really weird.

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

Teacher Song looked at Olanco with disdain and said, "What kind of bet?"

Olanke waved to the other instructors. Although the class he led was not very good, his personal strength was not low. For these forty-level soul sects who taught in the junior class, Olanke was the ceiling.

The other eight teachers moved closer, regardless of the fact that the deputy dean of the junior area on the stage was explaining the rules of the competition.

After all, the two classes with the lowest grades are together, so of course the others are trying to take advantage of them.

Teacher Song's face instantly turned ugly. Zhu Zhuqing was preoccupied with two things. He was listening to the deputy dean explain the rules of the competition and what was happening on Olanke's side.

"Teacher Olan, what's the matter with you? Gather us all."

Olanco glanced at Teacher Song, who had an unhappy expression. He was still smiling and did not become extremely angry at all when Teacher Song provoked him.

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

Good guy, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but give Olanke a thumbs up. It was obviously you who proposed the bet, but now you were throwing the blame to someone else. Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but wink.

"A bet? Teacher Olan, what kind of bet are you making with Teacher Song?"

"Yes, yes."

What the rest of the group of people are thinking is that the bet between the two of you who are the worst in the class is very funny.

But there are free melons to eat. This scene happened nine years ago. Olanco's bet failed that time.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Teacher Song's face, but Olanco didn't care about that.

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

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhuqing was shocked by Olanke's words, let alone other teachers.

Three rounds, is this too exaggerated?

Zhu Zhuqing seriously suspected that the teacher had been replaced by someone. 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 careless?

Sure enough, after listening to Olanco's words, the other eight teachers looked at each other and muddled through the matter with a smile.

"Teacher Olan, did I hear it correctly? Three rounds?"

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

"You heard that right!"

Teacher Song was so angry at Olanke that her lungs were bursting.

Being so arrogant in front of all the teachers made Teacher Song very angry.

"Olanko, okay, since you said your students can defeat my students in three rounds, what if you lose?"

Teacher Song no longer calls Teacher Olanke but calls him by his first name.

Olanco still kept his smile, without any anger.

"If I lose, how about I shout three times in the square that Olanco is a waste!"

Teacher Song did not agree, thinking that you are a waste of teaching in the college, what is the use of you like this.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

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

This request was very excessive, and the teachers around him started talking about it.

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

"Yeah, I think it's better to change it to another one, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony."

The reason why they defend Olanco is actually because of Olanco's own strength. It's not for anything else.

(End of chapter)