Folk Card Maker: Starting from Painted Skin

The next morning, as soon as Zhang Jingtian walked out of the dormitory, he felt that the atmosphere was different from usual.

He could clearly feel that the freshmen who were still somewhat lax yesterday had perked up today.

Everyone's face was very serious.

After Zhang Jingtian walked to the gymnasium, he realized how grand the gymnasium was. Not to mention their two hundred people, even two thousand people could be accommodated.

Moreover, the student union and clubs will also recruit members based on today's performance."

After listening to Ding Xiaoyu's words, Zhang Jingtian finally understood how important this house allocation test was.

So today he really can't slack off, he must go all out.

What Zhang Jingtian didn't know was that these senior students of his were even preparing to bet in order to have as much fun as possible!

"I heard that there are actually three gold card makers among this year's freshmen? Are they that strong?"

In the crowd, a man wearing sunglasses and a long gown, who looked like a fortune teller from under the bridge, spoke.

However, this soothsayer is actually the president of the Magic City Card Academy Student Union, and also the president of the Card Fighting Club.

The long-haired beauty sitting next to him licked a lollipop and said with a smile:

"I heard that the more turbulent the times, the more geniuses there are. Otherwise, why were the years when the Natural Disaster Legion was the strongest also the time when there were the most genius card makers?"

The president snorted softly: "However, level is only part of it. Who knows if their mental power is falsely high, and they actually know nothing about card making?"

The beauty next to him smiled and nodded: "That is indeed possible."

Several instructors didn't have much expression.

They had seen too many geniuses in the school for so many years, but very few who could eventually realize their talents and become grandmasters.

Most people are just like the story of Zhong Yong.

After the two hundred students arrived, a man with a buzz cut, a scar on his face, and a murderous aura stood up.

"This is the vice president of the Battle Academy, and also the best of all the instructors. If you can be selected by him, it means you are a true chosen one."

Zhang Jingtian raised his eyebrows in surprise after hearing this.

Obviously, he didn't expect this vice president to be so awesome.

However, his aura is indeed different from other instructors.

He has definitely killed people.

"Today's test has no restrictions, no rules, the only thing you have to do is stay."

"If anyone is afraid of accidents happening to themselves, you can jump down now and directly admit defeat.

But I would suggest that the school expel you, after all, as a card maker, you must be prepared to sacrifice yourself at any time!"

Zhang Jingtian could feel that the atmosphere became more dignified after this vice president finished speaking.

Almost everyone was silent and didn't speak, and their faces were full of nervous expressions.

But no one stood up.

"Begin!"

After the vice president finished speaking, all the students summoned their heroic spirits at this time, and Zhang Jingtian was the same.

This time it was not Painted Skin who came out, but Zakiram.

Her lips curled up, and her eyes were full of coldness:

"Can these people be killed?"

"No, we can only make them back down in the face of difficulties."

Then Zhang Jingtian summoned Loulan again, guarding by his side.

When Zhang Jingtian summoned two beauties, many people looked at him.

Because everyone didn't expect Zhang Jingtian's heroic spirit to be so beautiful, making people suspect that he was simply looking at appearance when making cards.

However, with the aura of the two purple cards, few people dared to step forward.

At this time, Ding Xiaoyu patted Zhang Jingtian on the shoulder and suddenly said loudly:

"Why doesn't anyone come to fight us? Do you look down on our District Nine? I know how you guys are chirping behind your backs.

And my big brother, Zhang Jingtian, also said that you are nothing more than that. If it weren't for better educational resources, you wouldn't even have the qualifications to compete with him on the same stage!

Why is no one still talking? Do you think I'm right? A bunch of trash!"

Zhang Jingtian was numb, and didn't expect Ding Xiaoyu to come up with this.

He felt that this kid would be very good at playing tanks in the game, because his taunting level was too strong.

They are all eighteen-year-old teenagers, it is the time of high blood.

Hearing what Ding Xiaoyu said, they stopped their movements and looked at Zhang Jingtian.

The president laughed: "This friend is quite interesting!"

And several instructors finally perked up at this time.

At first, they all felt that this competition was too boring.

After all, these students are very popular, and no one dares to touch the three gold card makers.

And the competition between them is like an exhibition match, making people sleepy.

What they need is such a person who attracts hatred, who can make everyone forget reason and then unite against the outside world.

Zhang Jingtian felt that a group of people suddenly surrounded him.

He immediately summoned Yingning.

After seeing this incomparably beautiful fox demon, the president smacked his lips:

"This kid, others are right, he completely makes cards based on looks."

The person next to him nodded: "There's nothing wrong with that, right? I also like good-looking ones when I make cards myself. I don't even want to summon those ugly heroic spirits."

However, Zhang Jingtian quickly adapted to his current identity:

"Yes, that's what I said, what can you do to me? Why don't you all come together, I'm in a hurry!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a black shadow flew towards him quickly.

This speed, this aura, is actually also a purple card level.

When everyone thought that Zhang Jingtian was about to be successfully attacked, Loulan jumped up from the spot and blocked the attacker.

His face was cold, undoubtedly telling the person in front of him that it was impossible to deal with Zhang Jingtian in front of me!

And Zakiram's expression also changed. Her mind was connected to Painted Skin, so she also had Painted Skin's feelings for Zhang Jingtian.

This future goddess of wealth would never allow others to hurt her sweetheart.

I saw her hands pinching out a unique magic seal, and then Zakiram instantly turned into a white tiger larger than an elephant.

This roar directly shook many card makers out of the venue.

Some people's heroic spirits can still move and can bring their card makers back.

And the heroic spirits who were shocked completely declared the failure of their card makers.