The wizard of Douluo world

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Xie Xie, who was feeling sorry for himself, "Okay, let's get down to business now."

"We at Donghai College hold a competition every new school year, both in the intermediate and senior divisions. All six grades in our intermediate division will participate. This competition is called the promotion competition."

"Promotion match?" Tang Wulin looked confused.

Wu Zhangkong glanced at Tang Wulin who was confused, and then spoke again: "As the name suggests, the promotion competition is to select students from the weakest class to challenge the previous classes. Class five challenges class four, and so on. Challenge. If successful, the class prefix will be promoted, so it is called promotion competition."

"That is to say, if we successfully challenge Class 4, we will be Class 4 from now on, and the original Class 4 will automatically be downgraded to Class 5. The winning class can continue to challenge the previous classes, and if it is strong, it can even continue to challenge until the sixth grade. Class 1. And every victory is rewarded.”

Xie Xie said: "So we are the first to challenge."

"Yes, this is a battle of honor for every class. If you can challenge beyond the next level, the rewards will be very generous."

Anping said thoughtfully: "Then if we succeed in challenging the sixth grade, we will become the sixth grade? Wouldn't it mean that we can graduate in the second year?"

Wu Zhangkong snorted coldly, "You don't think the school will take this into consideration? Regardless of whether you can pass the senior grade, it will not change even if you pass the grade. The rewards will be richer. The promotion competition is mainly a showcase. A platform of strength. Also, don’t be too arrogant! Do you think you are the genius?”

Anping whispered, "Just asking, I didn't even tell you that you can beat the seniors."

In exchange for a cold look from Wu Zhangkong, "Okay, let's not talk about this. I want the three of you to participate in the promotion competition. The requirement is that you must successfully challenge at least to the first class of the third grade. Otherwise, all rewards will be cancelled."

"The promotion competition will start in three months. Therefore, starting from tomorrow, in addition to normal classes, I will conduct special training for you in the evening."

"Class 1, Grade 3? Can we beat them?" Tang Wulin whispered.

"Hmph!" Wu Zhangkong snorted coldly, and the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped a bit, "Okay, there are still classes in the afternoon, so you should go back first."

Soon it was afternoon. The students of Class 5 had been waiting in the class very early, and they were all looking forward to the meditation method at the Intermediate Academy.

Wu Zhangkong walked up to the podium with long legs and said without any nonsense, "Let's start the class. I promised that this class will teach you a new meditation method. Do it now, and I will use my soul power to guide your soul power later." When the body is running, all you have to do is remember the route, and this will be your main meditation method from now on."

"Sit tight, your soul power will follow my soul power." Then without saying anything else, he walked up behind Tang Wulin resolutely and put his right hand on his shoulder.

One by one, he guided the following students into a state of meditation, and finally arrived in Anping. Wu Zhangkong tried to control the soul power to enter Anping's body, but something unexpected happened and he failed. The soul power encountered great resistance.

"What's wrong with you? Don't resist!" Wu Zhangkong said coldly.

"I didn't resist? It seems that the martial spirit rejected it on its own, and there was nothing I could do about it." Anping scratched his head, feeling helpless, "Otherwise, I think my speed is quite good now."

Wu Zhangkong snorted coldly, "No, how can the rubbish meditation method of your junior college be any better? After a soul master has learned it, his training speed will be slower. Meditation method is the foundation of a soul master's training."

He took out a booklet and threw it to Anping, "Learn by yourself according to this."

After receiving the meditation method from Wu Zhangkong, Anping read it several times and tried to run it. In addition to being a little more complicated than what he learned in junior college, the speed of soul power improvement is not as fast as that of his own "Energy Diversion" meditation method. .

"Papa!" Wu Zhangkong clapped his hands to wake up the students who were meditating, "Okay, that's the end of today's class. Remember to practice well when you go back."

After saying that, he left without looking back. Anping went to have a meal and then went back to the dormitory to practice. Anping had a feeling that he was not far away from the source of his magic power.

The next day, early morning.

After waking up from meditation, feeling the increasingly dense and almost liquefied magic power in the mental model, I couldn't help but feel happy thinking that I could learn real spells right away.

Tang Wulin saw Anping opening the dormitory door and said, "Anping, do you want to go to dinner? Let's go together."

"Okay." Anping nodded.

"What kind of special training will the dance teacher give you today?"

"Judging from the way Teacher Wu behaves, it should be a real fight."

"Is that so? Then let's work hard together." Tang Wulin clenched his fist slightly.

Because they were chatting all the way, the two of them didn't pay attention to the people around them when they walked to the door of the dormitory. Before they knew it, they were surrounded by a group of people.

Looking at the students who were obviously senior students gathered around him, Anping remembered that there was such a thing.

"What do you want to do?" Tang Wulin asked confused.

"I have something to ask you, boy, come with us." A tall, good-looking male student said to Tang Wulin, with a hint of yin and yang in his voice, and then he glanced at Anping, " Also, if you don’t want to get beaten, don’t mind your own business.”

As he said this, he pushed Anping. Anping staggered back two steps and almost bumped into a student behind him, and received another punch on the back.

"Alas." He sighed. Sure enough, the protagonist was in trouble.

"Tang Wulin, control." Anping quickly constructed a spell model, and the freezing technique was a top-notch existence in all magic.

Tang Wulin, who originally wanted to ask a few questions, opened his mouth but did not ask. He quickly summoned his martial spirit, and strands of blue silver grass wrapped around the surrounding senior students.

"Boy, do you still dare to take action? Teach them a lesson." The leading boy said viciously.

Seeing that several people were about to break free from the shackles of the Blue Silver Grass, the water element in the air fluctuated sharply, and a sense of extreme cold spread. All the senior students who surrounded them were frozen into ice.

In order to prevent a few people from breaking out of the ice, Anping quickly released several reinforcement techniques to make the freezing technique stronger.

"Stop!" A stern rebuke came from Mu Xi, who really wanted to challenge Tang Wulin to a forging competition.

But it was obviously too late. Looking at the several ice withers in front of her that were constantly giving off the chill, Mu Xi opened her mouth and was speechless. The crowd watching from a distance were also stunned. Are all the freshmen today so powerful?

"That's amazing!" Tang Wulin muttered in a low voice. In the previous class competitions, all of them were of the same age. They could only see that Anping's various skills were flashy and had no real sense. Only now did he realize how big the gap was.