Hunting High School

"Boom!!"

The dull and majestic drumbeat suddenly sounded, echoing in the empty First Square. The rustling discussions in the venue disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Qing glanced down at the pocket watch in his hand.

Eight forty-five.

There is only a quarter of an hour left before the trial will start. The young wizard subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief—the sound of the drums proved that the school would not throw them into the so-called 'trial field' with their eyes blacked out. It's more reassuring to say.

He raised his head and looked forward through the gap, only to see a tall, silver-haired old wizard with a shoulder-length shoulder-high staff standing in front of all the black-robed and gray-robed wizards. Stopped in front of many student phalanxes.

It's Professor Charles from Alpha College.

Zheng Qing was deeply impressed by this old wizard. When he entered the school last year, it was this old man who welcomed the new students in the first square and the first hall. At the same time, Professor Charles is also the vice president of Alpha College. Although he is not a great wizard, he is familiar with common affairs, and he will lead and host many school activities.

"Boom! Boom!!"

"Boom!"

There were a few dull drum beats again. Zheng Qing followed the prestige, this time, he finally saw the location of those big drums. Surrounding the first square, under the sound of every drum sound, a large drum several meters high will slowly emerge, hanging in the void, and several large flags surround the left and right, either red or gold, blue or white, different All in one.

Drumsticks that looked like the thigh bones of giant beasts danced in the air, drawing simple lines in the void, which vaguely resembled the hunting scenes of ancient wizards, and the air was filled with an ancient and boundless atmosphere.

After the three-way drum, Professor Charles raised the staff in his hand, his shawl and silver hair fluttered without wind, and the drum beat itself.

Zheng Qing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Actually it is not that he has any opinion on the vice president of Alpha Academy, but that when Professor Charles raised his staff, it coincided with the position of the sun rising behind his head in the sky—this may be just a coincidence, but Zheng Qing believes that this is a ceremony that the school has already arranged.

Under the glare of the sun, Professor Charles' face and even his figure were a little blurry, but it set off his figure extraordinarily tall. On the contrary, the school emblem on Huamen, which is a little further away, looks extraordinarily bright under the rising sun.

A sense of understanding rose from the bottom of the young wizard's heart. Perhaps this scene was to downplay the host's identity and strengthen the concept of a school or group.

"I'm Professor Charles."

In front of the stage, the deep voice of the old wizard slowly sounded, echoing clearly in the ears of every student:

"Welcome to the First University's freshman trial... Although you are no longer freshmen, in the eyes of us, the old students at the school, and your seniors who have graduated, you are still freshmen."

"As stated in the agreement reached by the First University, the Wizarding Union and dozens of great hunting groups in the alliance three hundred years ago today-brave, fearless, and united, face the most real hunting ground, accept Only through the baptism of faith and blood can young wizards truly grow up."

"This was supposed to be a trial that you all should go through before you become real First University students!"

"Boom!!"

The dull drum sounded suddenly, as if it was putting an end to Professor Charles’s remarks, reminding him to pay attention to the time and not to indulge too much in the heavy history; it also seemed to remind some absent-minded students in the team to cheer up and not Distracted.

The old wizard in front of the stage was silent for a moment, then changed the topic:

"Every young wizard standing here is brave, just like your parents, and your parents' parents. The long history has given you, in addition to the wisdom of your ancestors, there is also the spirit condensed in your blood—— As great as they are, as fearless as they are, as loyal to the First University as they are, and even the interests of all wizards in the alliance!"

"I can't guarantee that your future will be smooth sailing."

"But I can be sure

Believe me, your future is dark - because in front of you, there are countless ferocious monsters, endless charming temptations, tribulations, dangers, and differences. The last point is particularly important, because differences are not only between you and monsters. Between you and your own companions—and every wizard who can break through those darkness will be as bright as the sun above my head! "

Wow! !

Many students in the audience couldn't help clapping their hands, feeling that what the old man said was really great. Especially in the end, when he raised his finger to point to the sun, everyone seemed to feel that it was his own goal, and he could become the sun himself.

"As expected of Alpha Academy." Zhang Jixin curled his lips in the applause, his face full of disdain: "I feel that everyone in that academy is good at demagoguery—just like Soprano."

Zheng Qing laughed secretly.

Since Soprano defeated Sir Friedman to become the new 'Augustus', Zheng Qing has heard this name from Zhang Jixin more and more frequently. This is probably influenced by his big brother.

But there is one thing, the red-faced wizard is right, Professor Charles is worthy of being an Alpha. Here, in his speech to all the students of the First University, he even casually mentioned words like 'blood', Simply admirable.

After adapting to the light, Zheng Qing could clearly see that the faces of several old wizards behind Professor Charles were showing expressions of dissatisfaction, and some of them even openly whispered to each other.

On the podium, Professor Charles raised his hand and lowered it slightly, and the applause dissipated immediately.

"Your Life lives in an age full of divisions, threats and contradictions!"

He raised his voice a little and speeded up his speech: "The monsters are cruel and barbaric, the old gods are chaotic and crazy, and there are countless shadows in the dark, and the school needs you to learn to face all of these! We need you to welcome all that is coming !"

"Greet like a petrel flying against a storm!"

"Greet like a red willow rooted in the desert!"

"Greet like a jiao jiao jumping into the dragon gate!"

There was an urge to applause again, but the professor immediately raised his hand decisively, made a quiet gesture, and suppressed the sparse voice that had just surged:

"Trials are the rehearsals for you to meet all of this. In the trial field, all you can rely on are blank Dharma books, pens and inks, cinnabar, and your companions."

"Feel this lesson well, feel the meaning of being alive, and then find real strength from it."

"This is the beginning of your learning."

"Merlin bless you."

"We bless you."