Global Upgrade: I awakened a million attribute points

The first time, the second time, the second time.

Dozens of arenas have been set up on the playground of No. 5 Middle School.

Individual fighting is a test of the candidates' actual combat level, similar to the sect competition in fantasy novels.

The only difference is that individual fighting is not a promotion system, but a lottery, multiple competitions, and finally ranking by points.

Each victory can get a point.

And if you can win consecutively, there will be extra points reward.

This is a relatively fair algorithm. After all, if it is based on the promotion system, it is difficult to determine a person's true strength.

After all, the level gap between candidates is still very large. Some little geniuses with good levels, if they are unlucky, will encounter masters of 20 or 30 levels like Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan in the first round, and obviously have no chance of winning.

We can't just classify them as the last one, right?

So canceling the promotion system and measuring the results by points is the most ideal competition rule.

Let each candidate have multiple mistakes.

"Look! The three phantom gods are here!"

At this time, as Zhou Jun and others came to the campus, they immediately attracted the attention of the students around them.

Someone pointed to this side and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Zhou Jun put his hands behind his back, and seemed calm on the surface.

But in fact, the toes hidden in the shoes had already been tightly clasped together.

Too embarrassing!

This kind of nickname is fine to shout on the Internet, but how can someone really say it in real life?

Even with Zhou Jun's mentality, he couldn't hold it back.

On the contrary, Wei Duoer next to him looked calm and proud, as if it was glorious.

"Is there no shame in having twin ponytails?" Zhou Jun was stunned.

"I'll change my online name to [No. 1 Phantom God of No. 5 Middle School] in a moment!"

Wei Duoer pinched her waist and thought happily.

The three of them walked into the school amid the excitement of the students.

The next process was relatively simple.

First, under the passionate introduction of the old principal, the individual fighting stage of this year's college entrance examination was officially announced.

Then all candidates logged on to a special website with their mobile phones and drew lots randomly.

The opponent Zhou Jun drew was a student from Class 6, who was the eighth to go on stage No. 4.

He didn't care. He just looked at the information twice and stopped paying attention. He walked slowly to the No. 4 fighting stage and waited.

After all, with his strength and level, not to mention the entire No. 5 Middle School, even if he looked at all the high schools in Linyuan, there was no opponent.

So it didn't matter who he fought with.

On the contrary, the student from Class 6 who had drawn Zhou Jun had his eyes almost popped out, and he looked like he was crying:

"How could I have drawn three phantom gods in the first round!"

He looked up to the sky and sighed. If it wasn't for the explicit rule that he had to participate in the individual fighting, he would have wanted to give up directly.

A few minutes later.

Beside the No. 4 fighting arena.

Zhou Jun was standing on the stage with his hands behind his back, watching the competition in the awe of the students.

These were two candidates who were only LV10, and they didn't have any skills, so the fight was very boring.

However, this fighting arena attracted Zhou Jun's attention.

The fighting arena was not particularly large, but in each of the four corners, there was a strangely shaped oil lamp, emitting a hazy halo.

It is said that this oil lamp is a rather strange prop, made by the auxiliary type of Heaven-destroying who awakened the talent of [Blacksmith] of the human race.

After lighting up, a barrier is formed within its designated range.

When the Heaven-Defeater enters and exits this barrier, he can refresh his own status.

This is obviously a prop designed to take care of the senior high school students.

After all, there is more than one personal martial arts battle, just like a round-robin battle. Many people may lose their status while fighting, which is easy to affect their own strength.

It must be said that the Federation has really considered all aspects of the college entrance examination.

"Next game, Zhou Jun vs. Li Chi!"

Just when Zhou Jun was thinking about it, the announcement came from the podium, but it was his turn.

Nodding slightly, Zhou Jun stepped onto the stage.

In front of him, Li Chi from Class 6 also walked up with a wry smile.

"Zhou Huanshen, be gentle!"

He trembled and took a stance, with a halo of magic surrounding him. Obviously, he had awakened a magic talent.

When Zhou Jun heard this name, his mouth twitched slightly, and his face was full of black lines and he said: "I

Try your best. "

After the words fell, the two of them officially started fighting.

The students watching below were excited, and they all wanted to see what the skills released by the LV38 master would be like.

But their expressions froze immediately.

Because the winner was already decided on the fighting stage!

Zhou Jun did not move a step during the whole process, but after the competition began, he slightly bent his fingers and flicked Li Chi through the air.

The next second, the void exploded, and a stream of air was like an invisible arrow, which directly hit the opponent and made him fall to the ground and lose his ability to fight.

The whole process was so fast that it took less than a second!

"What is this..."

"I haven't even taken off my pants yet, and it's over?"

"My old swan, is this the strength of our fifth middle school's phantom god leader?"

"Too exaggerated!"

"By the way, was that a skill just now? It doesn't look like it! "

"That should be the case. It can't be done by physical strength alone. How high a strength attribute would it require? ”

“…”

After a brief silence, a deafening roar sounded from the audience.

For many students from No. 5 Middle School, this was the first time they saw Zhou Jun take action.

The speed at which he easily resolved the battle made them all stunned, and their hearts were shaken.

Many people were bitter and had a deep sense of powerlessness.

They and Zhou Jun were obviously of the same age, and even in the same class.

But the gap between them was like a chasm.

Such a person, let alone in No. 5 Middle School, would be at the top even if he was placed in No. 1 Middle School, right?

But they didn't know that Zhou Jun's strength had long surpassed his peers.

After all, this was a peerless ruthless man who could fight nearly a hundred strong men!

For Zhou Jun, the so-called college entrance examination fighting was no different from an adult coming to kindergarten.

A complete dimensionality reduction attack.

"The winner is Zhou Jun from Class 8, Grade 3! "

On the high platform, the referee in charge of recording was also stunned by the battle that ended in this second. It took him a long time to realize it and shout.

After listening, Zhou Jun nodded to the other party and turned to walk down the high platform.

Then, in the eyes of awe, he turned on his mobile phone without changing his expression and chose random matching again.

Soon, another new opponent appeared.

Liu Yue, Class 3, Senior 3.

Looking at the name, it is obviously a girl.

The location is on the No. 7 fighting platform.

When Zhou Jun rushed over, he just caught up with the start of his match.

And the girl named Liu Yue, who looks pretty, was so excited when she came on stage, as if a fan girl saw her idol, chattering.

She said "senior" on the left and "brother" on the right. She didn't look like she was here to fight.

This made Zhou Jun and even the referee speechless.

Finally, in the other party's expectant eyes, she floated lightly. He knocked on her head.

Then, the girl named Liu Yue fainted with excitement, and Zhou Jun won the victory without any surprise.

The points increased a little bit again.

In the following period of time.

Zhou Jun kept matching opponents at this rhythm, and began to rapidly accumulate his points in a way that was almost like brushing points.

By the end of the first day of fighting, Zhou Jun had 80 points.

At this time, other people generally only had more than ten points.

Some of the strong ones only had more than 20 points.

The only ones who could barely keep up with Zhou Jun were Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan.

None of the three of them matched today, so Wei Duoer and Ye Changshan had no defeats and crushed all the way.

Among them, Wei Duoer scored 71 points and Ye Changshan scored 60 points.

There is no doubt that the campus forum of No. 5 Middle School exploded again that night.

"The performance of the three phantom gods is still stable!"

"I matched the phantom god leader today. It was a hearty battle. I fell to the ground in less than a second! ”

“Being young is good, falling asleep immediately.”

“Wait, who is the leader of the phantom god?”

“Who else could it be, Zhou Jun, he is level 38!”

“How dare you! How dare you call the real name of the first phantom god of my No. 5 Middle School, you have already chosen your own death!”

“…”

Students from all classes were frantically flooding the forum with messages.

This kind of atmosphere has never been seen in the college entrance examinations in previous years.

After all, No. 5 Middle School is a purely civilian school, and has always been at the bottom of the abyss with No. 6 Middle School.

No matter how hard everyone tried in the college entrance examination, they could not compare with the students of No. 1 Middle School and No. 2 Middle School, so the atmosphere was naturally dead.

But this year is different. Zhou Jun and Wei Duoer, two big guys above level 30, suddenly appeared and gave all students hope.

Who said that the honor of the city's top scholar must belong to No. 1 Middle School?

They are from the fifth middle school.

The sword in the middle is also not disadvantageous!

Therefore, the atmosphere of the forum is unprecedentedly high.

Wei Duoer still maintains a high intensity surfing tonight.

Zhou Jun and Ye Changshan are meditating and practicing, not missing any opportunity to improve their strength.

Time is like flowing water, passing by in the noise.

In a blink of an eye, it has come to the last day of the individual fighting.

At this time, most students' scores have exceeded 50.

Some students with good strength have even reached 60 or 70.

As for Zhou Jun, he is still the highest in the whole No. 5 Middle School, with a full 210 points, far ahead of everyone.

For two consecutive days, he has won consecutive battles and has no opponent at all.

According to this momentum, after today, he can even reach 300 points.

But at noon.

When Zhou Jun matched again, an unexpected opponent appeared.

Wei Duoer!

Zhou Jun actually matched with Wei Duoer!

The two of them stared at each other under the arena, and then Wei Duoer's eyes showed a hint of fighting spirit, and she snorted:

"Little gentleman, I won't hold back!"