Today was the annual academy competition, and the main purpose was to expel this year's Rookie King!
Therefore, the students would wake up early to watch this year's Glory World!
Generally speaking, students who had not activated their spirit souls, had just registered for the academy, or had already been in the academy for a year would gather to watch this grand ceremony!
The place where the assessment would be held was naturally the plaza. The academy's plaza was extremely large, and there were even ten arenas.
The competition was very simple. First, it depended on how many people had signed up for the competition.
Generally speaking, there would be about a thousand to two thousand successful graduates in a year, which meant that they would become Soul Masters.
Most of the people here had awakened in the last few months, so there were no more than 200 people who actually signed up. At most, there were 150 people.
One hundred and fifty people fought for three days.
On the first day, there would be a fight, and about seventy people would be left.
The next day, they fought two rounds, leaving ten people behind.
For competitions like this, the academy would offer a lot of benefits as a reward.
For example, in previous years, he had taken out ten thousand low-grade soul masters and a middle-grade spirit weapon as rewards.
Spiritual weapons were unique products in this world.
Its effects were very powerful. Some were for protection, while others were for strengthening.
There were also differences in weapons like this. There were magic artifacts, spirit artifacts, treasured artifacts, and Dao artifacts. As for higher-level items, they were not something that a mere Capital Cloud City could have.
Therefore, most people only knew that there were four types of weapons. It was not that they did not want to know, but what could they do even if they knew? I can't see it all my life.
The weapons of the four grades were further divided into four grades: low, middle, high, and extreme.
It was said that this year's competition was even richer than the previous one. If they competed for the New Generation Champion, they would receive 10,000 low-grade soul stones, a high-grade spiritual weapon, and a second-grade spiritual pill!
Spirit pills were the same as weapons. They belonged to powerful soul masters.
At the same time, there were also differences in spirit pills. They were divided into nine grades. The first grade was the worst, and the ninth grade was the best. It was rumored that when a ninth grade pill was produced, it would attract a heavenly tribulation. After transcending the heavenly tribulation, the effect of the pill would be even more intense. If it could not transcend the heavenly tribulation, the effect would be greatly reduced!
These things were just rumors. No one had actually seen it before. It wasn't that it was impossible, but it was also because their place was too weak. There were many things that they couldn't come into contact with.
Back to the main topic, because of the bountiful rewards this time, several powerhouses who graduated this year gathered to register. Among them, Li Feng and Mu Qingcheng were the most popular.
One was a peerless genius who represented the boys, while the other was a monster who represented the girls. The battle between the two geniuses became the highlight of this grand ceremony!
When it was past eight o'clock in the morning, a figure supported by one hand slowly walked towards the field under the morning light.
"Look, what is Ye Hai doing?”
"Ye Hai, we are very distressed about Zhang Qi's death, but the person behind this matter is not someone you can offend. Please don't cause trouble!"
"Take a step back and endure for a while.”
"Don't say anything sarcastic. Are we poor students born to be bullied by others? Brother Ye, this is the first time I've called you brother. I hope you won't just seek justice for Zhang Qi alone, but also for us poor students!”
"Ye-ge!"
Between geniuses, everyone was an enemy. Between poor students, everyone was a friend.
This was something that had happened since ancient times. Ye Hai's figure of supporting Zhang Qi was seen by many people in the Huang House.
From Ye Hai's expression, they could see that he wanted justice. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to the competition ceremony with such great fanfare.
Some comforted him, some dissuaded him, and some felt indignant.
Especially after seeing Ye Hai's confident eyes, these poor students didn't know why, but they had a feeling that Ye Hai could really get justice.
Three years, three whole years. From the moment they entered the school, they had always suffered the gazes of those geniuses. They had always been like ants, and they did not even dare to breathe when they walked outside.
Therefore, Zhang Qi's death was like a catalyst that ignited their hearts.
Ye Hai didn't pay attention to anyone's words. He supported his good brother's body and left everyone's sight step by step.
After Ye Hai went to the square, hundreds of poor students suddenly felt a trace of sorrow in their hearts.
At this moment, a boy saw Zhang Qi's figure and gritted his teeth. Then, he said something.
As soon as he said this, the other students were stunned. Then, everyone's eyes changed again. Then, this group of people began to get busy, preparing for something!
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