My Eyes Are Mutated

When it came to the vitality martial artist department, Ye Huan knew what it meant to be defeated.

There is only one courtyard left in the site of the vitality martial artist department.

Compared with other buildings and buildings, it is simply incomparable.

Did the former invincible school fall so quickly?

Ye Huan's eyes were strange.

"We have few people, so it's useless to ask for so many places, and they are all returned to the martial arts institute."

Xue Changqing said righteously, in fact, it was withdrawn by the Wuyuan Academy because of financial problems.

"That one belongs to Master, this one belongs to me, and you can choose one of the other two."

Xue Changqing pointed at the four houses.

"It's getting late, rest first, you have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

After Xue Changqing finished speaking, he was ready to go back to his room.

"That, senior brother, should I visit the master first?"

Ye Huan reminded that Xue Changqing felt a little unreliable.

"Master is not here, I will accept apprentices on my behalf."

Xue Changqing looks like I'm in charge of everything, but I'm actually a little empty in my heart.

Master shouldn't blame me, I'm also for the vitality martial artist department.

...

As soon as Ye Huan and Xue Changqing left, the attribute martial artist department got the news.

There was no turbulence in the attribute martial artist department. They had already had experience in dealing with this situation, and a series of arrangements were arranged in an orderly manner.

Like sheets of nets, densely wrapped around Ye Huan.

In the end, Ye Huan either retreated or was wrapped to death inside.

...

The next day, Ye Huan and Xue Changqing had breakfast together.

"Look at your class placement information. In the morning, it's a public class, and in the afternoon, it's a department class."

Xue Changqing said to Ye Huan.

Ye Huan nodded, and came out of the vitality martial artist system.

Looking at Ye Huan's back, Xue Changqing sighed imperceptibly.

Ye Huan is indeed quite suitable for the vitality martial artist, but I don't know if he can hold on.

Attribute warriors won't let them go easily.

...

Wuyuan, announcement office.

Ten red sheets of paper were posted with the class placement information for this class of freshmen.

When Ye Huan arrived, many new students had already gathered in front of the paper.

There were more than 1,000 new students in this class, divided into ten classes. Ye Huan found his name on the third red piece of paper, and he was assigned to three classes.

After reading the class information, Ye Huan was ready to find a class. After all, it was the first day of class, so it would be bad to be late.

"There are a lot of attribute warriors in the third class, is it the base camp?"

A sentence caught Ye Huan's attention, Ye Huan paused, and looked at the red paper again.

"Zhang Chao, attribute martial artist."

"Wu Liang, attribute martial artist."

...

In the third class, more than half of the students were actually martial artists.

Although there are many students of the attribute martial artist in other classes, the proportion is not so exaggerated.

"Do you know what happened to Class Three?"

There are students with mysterious words, and other students naturally ask.

"Look at the fifty-sixth place, Ye Huan, the vitality martial artist."

"The vitality martial artist department, does the martial arts institute have this department? Why haven't I heard of it."

"Yes, it used to be very powerful, and now there are only four people left, and they are about to be banned by the academy."

...

The students were talking.

"The vitality warrior system and the attribute warrior system are opposites."

The student spoke again.

Many students are silent.

"That Ye Huan is miserable."

"What a pity, surrounded by enemies."

"If I were that Ye Huan, I would raise my hand and surrender as soon as possible."

...

The students were discussing a lot, some were sympathetic, some were not optimistic, but they didn't know that the person they were talking about was standing among them.

Ye Huan stared at the red paper in Class 3 for a while,

Squeeze out the crowd and go to the third shift.

The student who pointed out that the third class was abnormally divided looked at Ye Huan and stopped guiding his speech.

Since he decided to join the vitality martial artist department, Ye Huan had already prepared himself mentally.

This little trick is not enough to shake him.

...

Class three.

Looking at the sign on the door, Ye Huan walked into the classroom.

In an instant, many eyes fell on Ye Huan, and then they moved away as if nothing had happened.

Walking into the classroom, Ye Huan saw Wu Changqing with a smile on his face. Ye Huan was not surprised by this. Ye Huan had seen Wu Changqing's name on the red paper.

Ye Huan went straight to the vacant seat beside Wu Changqing and sat down.

"How about it, are you feeling a lot of pressure?"

As soon as Ye Huan sat down, Wu Changqing said with a smile.

Ye Huan looked at Wu Changqing with a puzzled expression.

"It seems that I need to give you some popular science."

Wu Changqing took out a small notebook and handed it to Ye Huan. Obviously, he was already prepared.

"Zhang Chao, the first in the Great Yan City assessment, the attribute martial artist."

"Wu Liang, the tenth in the Huoyang City assessment, the attribute martial artist."

...

The small notebook records the information of the students of the three classes in detail, especially the students of the attribute martial artist.

Holding the notebook, Ye Huan looked at Wu Changqing strangely. He could remember that Wu Changqing belonged to the martial artist type, so it was not considered an enemy.

"Don't confuse me with them, I'm not with them."

Seeming to understand the meaning in Ye Huan's eyes, Wu Changqing whispered.

"These people are all aimed at you. Is there any pressure now?"

Ye Huan smiled.

Of course there is pressure, but in the end it will definitely become his upward driving force.

Jingle bell, Jingle bell...

The class bell rang, and a middle-aged man with a rigid face walked into the classroom in black.

"My name is Zhang Yuan, the middle-level tutor of the Wuyuan Academy and the head teacher of the third class."

Zhang Yuan looked at the students in the classroom with a cold voice.

"I don't care why you come, be honest with me in my class and don't cause trouble."

Zhang Yuan's eyes paused on Ye Huan as he spoke.

Zhang Yuan was also full of anger at this time. The two of you are fighting each other. Why did you choose the battlefield in my class? It's just too bullying. If you don't get it right, I will be implicated.

"Today we come to the language of ten thousand ethnic groups. When the human race and the ten thousand ethnic groups are fighting, we must have some understanding of the ten thousand ethnic groups. Language and writing are indispensable. Even, there are many exercises and martial arts of the human race. Martial arts are derived from..."

Zhang Yuan said that he picked up the chalk and wrote a long list of ghost characters on the blackboard.

"Ye Huan."

Zhang Yuan called the name and tapped the long string of ghost characters with chalk.

"Tell me which language is this?"

Ye Huan looked at the long string of ghost talismans and didn't know them, he didn't know any of them.

"Teacher, I don't know."

Ye Huan told the truth.

There were some laughs in the class, it seemed that Ye Huan didn't know the words, it was embarrassing.

Ye Huan was quite calm. He had never learned those words at all, and it was normal for him not to know them.

Zhang Yuan motioned Ye Huan to sit down.

"Learn without knowing each other. You are from the Eastern Han Dynasty, and you have never learned the language of Wanzu. There is a gap between you and other students. You have to work harder to catch up, and don't get involved in other things."

Zhang Yuan said something, and then called another student.

Ye Huan glanced at Zhang Yuan, and thoughtfully, Zhang Yuan knew his situation and still called him, obviously wanting to use this to beat him.

It is impossible for Zhang Yuan to not know that the matter was provoked by the attribute martial artist.

But he chose to beat him, without him, the vitality warrior is weak and easy to bully.

(Ask for tickets... The May 1st holiday is still coding, so give me some encouragement.)