Fusion Computer: My Skills Are Not Serious

Of course, there are no absolutes.

There are always a few people who have gone through hardships and grown up.

However, this proportion is too small.

Chances of one in a million, or even one in ten million.

"I uttered nonsense yesterday, and I thought it was someone who was very critical."

"Unexpectedly, it is a waste that has not even awakened the ability."

"Born to be a street vendor." Just as Song Wenwen was clearing up the stall, a strange voice sounded in front of him.

He looked up and found that the person who spoke was the burly man who pursued Tang Qiqi yesterday.

After the burly man left yesterday, I found someone to check the information of Yunde and Song Wenwen.

The results show that Song Wenwen is indeed a famous figure in No. 6 Middle School, and he has always been the first in the grade in the culture class.

Coupled with the comparison dog, in the sixth middle school, it can be said that everyone knows, everyone knows.

Unfortunately, when he was eighteen years old, he didn't have the ability to awaken.

A person without awakening ability, no matter how good his academic performance is, he is still a waste.

He dealt with such a person as easily as trampling an ant to death.

"I thought it was someone barking here, but I didn't expect it to be you, a mentally handicapped person."

"Excuse me, what are you barking?" Song Wenwen asked.

However, at this moment, he was thinking in his heart.

This burly man is a student of the No. 1 Middle School. What are they doing in their No. 6 Middle School today?

But he guessed, nothing good.

"Remember what I said yesterday? I will definitely let you kneel in front of me today."

"I keep my word." The burly man stared at Song Wenwen and said.

"Although you are mentally retarded, well, you are also your mother's mentally retarded."

"Hey, go home and get some milk."

"Let's see if some milk can cure your mental retardation."

"However, in my opinion, it is impossible to cure it, but if it improves, there is still hope."

"You have to have confidence in yourself." Song Wenwen said in an encouraging tone.

At any rate, he has also practiced the technique of mouth escape and repairing the dam. When it comes to bickering, ten burly men can't take advantage of him.

"Song Wenwen, you have to show off your tongue."

"How happy you are dancing now, how miserable I will make you in a while."

"Let's wait and see." The burly man said, and left with his little friend and walked into the campus.

"I hope you don't provoke me, or you will

Terrible! After saying a word, Song Wenwen put away his booth and walked into the school.

To be honest, he didn't pay much attention to such a student whose ability potential level was only S-level.

...

Soon, it was eight o'clock.

At this time, all the students in the third year of high school gathered around the playground.

In the center of the playground, there are ten rings.

At this moment, on the rostrum, there are many teachers sitting.

Among them were the leaders of the school, the teachers of No. 1 Middle School, and the admissions teachers of the three major colleges.

"According to the instruction of the Education Bureau, we will carry out a linkage with No. 1 Middle School for this simulation."

"They sent ten outstanding students to join us in the competition."

"This is a competition, and it's also a competition."

"As students of No. 6 Middle School, what you have to do is to try your best to defeat them."

"For the honor of No. 6 Middle School, I would like to ask you all here."

"Let's not talk nonsense, I announce that the mock confrontation competition in the third grade of high school has officially started."

"I hope all the students can perform exceptionally well." The school leader announced the start without making a long speech.

The rules of the game are also very simple, two-two confrontation.

The winner goes to the next round, the loser gets eliminated.

"Lao Sha, can I not participate?" At this time, Song Wenwen looked at his class teacher and asked.

"No, the principal said that all students must participate."

"You can admit defeat immediately, but you still have to go through the process." Lao Sha glanced at Song Wenwen and said.

He knew that Song Wenwen didn't have the ability to awaken, so it was not surprising to have such an idea.

Nor did he expect Song Wenwen to top the list.

"Is there any reward for the first place?" Song Wenwen asked.

The reason why he didn't want to participate was not because he was afraid of losing to others, but because it meant nothing to him.

With this time, he might as well think about how to earn more spirit stones.

"Yes, this time the school also spent a lot of money."

"There are rewards for the top three."

"The first place will reward one hundred spirit stones and a bottle of bronze-grade body quenching liquid." Lao Sha said.

Hearing what he said, the students in Class 3 and 7 were shocked.

One hundred spirit stones is one million dragon coins.

A bottle of bronze-grade body quenching liquid, if you buy it in a specialty store, you will need at least two hundred spirits

stone.

"So, you guys have to play hard for a while, don't let the students of the No. 1 Middle School take away these rewards." Lao Sha said, looking at the students in the class.

"Lao Sha, don't worry, we are here."

"I announce that the top three places in this mock competition will be won by our Three Musketeers."

"Everyone, I've accepted it!" At this moment, Yunde suddenly stood up and said to the students around him.

"Little bitch, as expected of you, shameless as always."

"If you are thick-skinned in this confrontation, you must be the champion." At this time, a classmate teased.

"The strong are always misunderstood, the master is lonely." Yunde said with a look of desolation.

"Whether you are a master or not, I don't know."

"But I know, you must be very lonely and empty." Another classmate said.

The students in Class 3 and 7 of Senior High School have a good relationship with each other and often tease each other.

While everyone was joking, the school horn rang.

Two-two confrontation is decided by lottery.

"Li Wei, Class Two, Senior Three, Zhang Lei, Class Five, Senior Three, please come to ring one."

"Song Wenwen, Class 7, Grade 3, Liu Mang, No. 1 Middle School, please come to the second ring."

...

Hearing the voice from the loudspeaker, Song Wenwen froze for a moment.

He didn't expect that it would be his turn to play at the beginning.

Moreover, his opponent was still from No. 1 Middle School.

"Brother Dog, beat him up." Yun De patted Song Wenwen on the shoulder and said.

"Lao Sha, can we use weapons in the competition?" Song Wenwen ignored Yun De, but looked at the head teacher and asked.

"Yes, but it's not very effective for people with supernatural abilities." Lao Sha reminded.

People with abilities use their own abilities as means of attack, and weapons really don't do much for them.

"As long as it works!" Song Wenwen said, and walked towards the second ring.

"Yunde, has Song Wenwen followed the path of a warrior?" Looking at Song Wenwen's confident back, Lao Sha asked Yunde.

"Yes!" Yunde nodded.

"It's a pity!" Lao Sha said to himself.

If Song Wenwen can awaken his abilities, his future achievements will be immeasurable.

The upper limit of warriors is really too low.

Soon, Song Wenwen came to the second ring.

"It's you!" He said in surprise when he saw his opponent clearly.