The Age of Gods: My Tauren Evolution Can’t Be Controlled

Chapter Thirteen The Freshman Contest begins (the third is more flowers)

Soon, it was time for the freshman competition.

Teachers, freshmen, and some parents of students all came here.

After all, it is the first competition for their children, and some parents are very concerned about their children's performance.

At this time, 10 arenas have been set up on the school playground.

Those arenas are all reduced planes. Sitting on the battle chairs on both sides, you can project your own plane's race onto that reduced plane.

There are about 10 classes in the high school, and each class has one arena. These 10 arenas continue to fight, and it will take three days at the earliest to contend for the championship.

The first day is to start the first round of elimination.

Chen Yi has reached the class team here, Zhou Hezhi is organizing the team, and then he will draw lots to play.

Seeing Chen Yi, Wang Kaixuan beckoned directly.

"Hi Chen Yi."

After Chen Yi heard it, he walked over.

"Well, how are you doing."

Upon hearing Chen Yi's words, Wang Kaixuan gave a hey smile.

"Fortunately, my winged human race has been transferred to a spear thrower in line with the priesthood of my sky god."

"I have more than 300 spearmen, Chen Yi, yours?"

Chen Yi nodded.

Wang Kaixuan’s winged human race was a wise choice to become a spearman.

"My tauren changed his job to a berserker."

When Chen Yi said this, Wang Kaixuan was a little surprised.

"Chen Yi, your tauren racial talent is not suitable for berserkers, right? The combination of racial talents like werewolves and tigers is perfect."

Chen Yi smiled.

I can't tell the talent of my tauren.

After all, this matter is too unthinkable.

Then Chen Yi said: "I know, but there is an iron ore on my plane, which is used to make armor and weapons."

Hearing Chen Yi talking about iron ore, Wang Kaixuan was full of envy.

"Let me go, Chen Yi, you are lucky, my wingman spearman still uses wooden sticks to tie stones."

Chen Yi couldn't help being a little surprised.

Wang Kaixuan's family conditions are pretty good, and he doesn't even have a resource card for iron ore.

As if seeing Chen Yi’s doubts, Wang Kaixuan said: “My dad refuses to support me, saying that he wants me to fight steadily, and he won’t give me any subsidies until the fire is lit.”

Having said this, Wang Kaixuan couldn't help but look to the sky.

"It's not easy to gather 100 points of divine power to light a divine fire, but I want to be a man of the highest god."

Seeing Wang Kaixuan who had suffered from Secondary Two Disease, Chen Yi couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Now this Wang Kaixuan really is.

Without waiting for Chen Yi to complain, Zhou Hezhi in front of the team has already brought a lot of small cards.

"Students, now we are drawing lots. Our ring is the 10th ring. The next step is for the students in our class to play against each other."

"Friendship is first, match is second. Don't be discouraged if you lose."

After Zhou Hezhi finished speaking, he distributed the small cards in his hand one by one.

When it was Chen Yi and Wang Kaixuan's turn, Chen Yi's was No. 41, and Wang Kaixuan's was No. 42.

According to the rules of the game, Chen Yi will play against No. 16.

Wang Kaixuan had already shouted at this moment.

"Who is number 17, let's fight."

Upon hearing Wang Kaixuan's words, a mature student raised his hand.

"Wang Kaixuan, my Tie Xiaojun will fight you."

Seeing Tie Xiaojun, Wang Kaixuan walked over.

And Chen Yi has also raised his hand.

"I am number 41, who is number 16."

At this time, a girl with eyes and weak writing raised her hand.

"I'm."

Chen Yi looked up and found that it was Su Zaiqiao in the original class who said that his plane was swampy.

Then Chen Yi walked over.

"Please give me some advice."

Su Zaiqiao nodded and didn't say much.

Usually in the class, she and the boys don't talk much.

Chen Yi didn't care either.

At this time, No. 1 and No. 26 have already started a battle.

No. 1 is a student who usually has a hot temper. His race is a group of jackals with short knives in leather armor.

The number is about 200, which looks extremely cruel.

On the opposite side are a group of blue-skinned murlocs with rocks in their hands.

There are more than Jackals, about 3,000 in number.

From a quantitative point of view, the No. 1 seems to be lost, but in terms of single combat power, the Jackal completely exploded the Blue Murloc.

"Oh la la la!"

The 3,000 blue fish people rushed towards the two hundred jackals with rocks in their hands.

There was a bloodthirsty light in the eyes of the jackals.

Even if they encountered blue-skinned murlocs far more numerous than them, the jackals did not show the slightest timidity.

The short knife in his hand was shining with cold light, and he rushed towards the drowsy blue murloc.

The stones in the hands of the blue-skinned murloc could not cause effective damage to the gnoll, but only scratched the gnoll a little.

But the jackals raised their swords and fell, and the blue-skinned murlocs were hacked to death by the jackals.

The blood splashed on the body of the jackal, which further aroused the ferocity of the jackal.

The short knife in his hand almost danced into a ball.

Jackals with iron tools are really invincible.

The head teacher Zhou Hezhi nodded slightly when he saw this scene.

These wolves are very good, they forged iron tools in just one month.

With the fall of the last blue murloc, the battle also came to an end.

Student No. 1 wins! *

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