Emperor Returns As A Teacher?

In the classroom space: "Tell me, monitor, can they get first place this time?"

Jiang Yu among the Gao Li group spoke up. Gao Li and others rolled their eyes at Jiang Yu when they heard this question.

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Not to mention the squad leader, I think Brother Zhou Qing can fight them all with one hand."

Gao Li said, after Zhou Qing and Lin Qingyu fought yesterday, Zhou Qing was invincible in their eyes.

They are not completely unaware of the current seniors who have returned from Nanyang Sect, that is, they are in the later stage of foundation building.

Facing Zhou Qing, there was no room for resistance.

…

Jiang Yu did not refute, as it seemed that was indeed the case.

"Then what are the squad leaders doing?" Jiang Yu said she didn't understand.

Gao Li continued to roll his eyes at Jiang Yu: "Are you stupid? If you have resources, it's not for nothing if you don't take them.

Apart from Brother Zhou Qing, although the squad leaders are strong, they are still building foundations (one yuan). It is a rare opportunity to test their own strength, why not give it a try. "

Gao Li's analysis was clear and logical. Although his talent was average, his brain was still very good.

Hearing this, Jiang Yu seemed to suddenly realize.

"So this is ah."

Looking at Jiang Yu's appearance, Gao Li's nose stretched out. Everyone, including Wenyang Zhao Jing, felt that Gao Li's analysis made sense.

"However, we can't be like the monitor and others. We also have to work hard to get the first place in the first grade. We can't embarrass the teacher."

Gao Li changed the subject and said that they were not actually very talented. Thanks to Gao Yang's teachings, they had strength comparable to the late stages of Qi Refining.

But their combat power is not certain, so they may not necessarily win the first place in the first grade.

Hearing Gao Li's words, Jiang Yu and the others also nodded, not wanting to embarrass the class.

At this time, Zhou Qing has also returned to the classroom space. This space has now become a place for practice and rest for all students in Gao Yang's class.

At basic times, everyone is in this space.

Seeing Zhou Quan, Gao Li and others greet Zhou Qing, Zhou Qing returned the greeting, and then Zhou Qing returned to the house he built in this space.

The year-end competition is ongoing. The rules of the year-end competition are that each class sends five class representatives to compete, and the opponents are determined by drawing lots.

In the point system, each class has ten points. First, there is an individual battle for each class. The winner gets one point, and the loser loses one point, for a total of five points.

Then there is the team battle. The winner of the five-person team will get five points, and the loser will lose five points.

The class with the highest final score is promoted, the class with the lowest score is eliminated, and the eliminated classes are ranked in order according to the final score.

On the second day, the year-end competition officially began.

Lin Qingyu, Zhou Qing, Jiang Chuchu, Jiang Haoran, Gao Mo.

Gao Li, Jiang Yu, Zhao Jing, Wen Yang, Sun Quan.

Two teams from one class walked together to the square where the university announced the event.

"Monitor, I'm a little excited and worried about embarrassing the class."

Gao Li spoke to the group of Lin Qingyu, and Lin Qingyu looked at Gao Li's smiling mouth.

"The teacher said that just do your best, winning or losing is not important."

The square is already filled with students from the school. Each class is lined up in a row. The five people in front of each class are those who represent the class in the year-end competition.

On the square were Nanfeng and Zhang Huai, and behind them were the three Yuan Ying ancestors of the Nanyang Sect.

When everyone in the class arrived, Nanfeng on the stage spoke.

"Dear disciples, you have worked hard for a year, and now it is time for you to show the results of your cultivation.

At the same time, this competition will also determine the resources that the school will provide you with in the next year.

Some disciples may say, why is this unfair?

But I want to tell you that everything the school is training you now is given unilaterally by the school.

You have not given anything back to the school, and the school has no obligation to cultivate you unconditionally. Only by showing your value will the school give you corresponding resources. "

After Nanfeng finished speaking, no disciples spoke in the audience. What Nanfeng said was not wrong. They really had nothing to repay to the academy.

It is understandable that the school should do this.

"Boring as hell."

Among the second-year team, a man spoke up, as if he didn't care about the end-of-year competition.

The man's face is handsome and unrestrained, quite a bit of a genius.

"It's Fu Zitao."

Hearing the man's voice, someone spoke from the side.

This Fu Zitao is well known to everyone in Nanyang Sect. Although he is still in the early stage of Jindan, he is praised as a figure who will definitely become the foundation of Nanyang Sect in the future.

Why do you say this? Because this Fu Zitao is only fifty years old. He is in the early stage of Jindan at fifty years old and was the first genius of the Nanyang Sect before he was born.

"He has made a breakthrough, but if he still participates in this year-end competition, is it a bit too bullying?"

Some disciples said that Jin Dan is already qualified to hold the position of Nanyang Sect elder. Now in the competition between the disciples, an elder-level figure emerges, which is not a bully.

"No way, it seems like he just broke through in the past two days. It was already included in the competition before it even started."

Some disciples sighed and shook their heads and said, with Fu Zitao here, it seems they can only take second place forever.

Lin Qingyu also looked at Fu Zitao who spoke, and Lin Qingyu felt the same aura as Zhou Qing's from him.

"Golden elixir..."

Jiang Chuchu and others also noticed Fu Zitao, including Gao Li and others.

"Squad leader, that guy doesn't look simple."

Gao Li whispered to Lin that he couldn't feel Fu Zitao's aura. After all, he was just a spirit-navigator, while Fu Zitao already had a golden elixir, which was two big ranks behind him.

"Don't worry, let's wait until the competition starts."

Then Lin Qingyu looked away from Fu Zitao. It was just a golden elixir. Even if Fu Zitao was a true genius, he was not afraid.

At this time, Zhang Huai stepped forward and said.

"Okay, let me announce that the year-end competition has officially begun."

After Zhang Huai finished speaking, three people from the south stepped forward. The magic circle in the hands of the three people appeared, and then ten competition stages appeared out of thin air in the square.

In the past, it was held in the martial arts arena. This year, the Nanyang Sect returned and the number of disciples increased, so the academy decided to hold it directly in this square.

These ten competition stages are not small, with a diameter of more than a hundred meters. With the reinforcement of three people, they are extremely difficult to damage even in a battle between Jindan.

"Okay, now according to the rules, the representatives of each class will come forward to draw lots. Those who draw the same lot will be their opponents in the first round."

Zhang Huai spoke, and after speaking again, Lin Qingyu and Gao Li walked towards the stage.

Both of them are the leaders of the team in this competition. Although Zhou Qing is stronger than Lin Qingyu, it is not just who is stronger to be chosen as the representative.

Gao Li was also not the strongest among the five. Lin Qingyu went to the second grade lottery and took out a random lot.

"fifteen"

"seven"

Lin Qingyu and Gao Li looked at the numbers in their hands. There were thirty classes in the second grade and fifty classes in the first grade.

The farther back the class was, the weaker its strength. Gao Li looked at the person who also drew number seven. By coincidence, that person happened to be the representative of class seven of the first grade.

Gao Li sighed a little and said, "It's so unlucky. It's so difficult as soon as I come here."

Lin Qingyu looked at Gao Li and comforted: "It's okay, just do your best."

Then he looked at his opponent with the same lottery number as himself, and the second-year representative who also drew number 15 also looked at him.

"The strength is not weak in the later stage of foundation building, but as far as I know, the school girl shouldn't be a first-year student. Why did she come to participate in the battle between our second-year students?"

The man looked at Lin Qingyu and spoke, but Lin Qingyu did not answer. The man was also in the late stage of foundation building.

"it's the same."

Lin Qingyu said calmly. In her opinion, there was no difference between the so-called first and second grades.

Then Lin Qingyu walked down the steps, and everyone else also walked down the steps.

"How to whisper"

Jiang Chuchu spoke, she was a little curious about their opponent in the first round.

"It's okay, it shouldn't be boring..."

Lin Qingyu spoke.

Lin Qingyu then took Jiang Chuchu and others to the competition stage at the beginning of the second grade.

Because of the competition stage, they couldn't get their turn in the first round, so they could just watch.