I only have passive skills, so I'm extremely cautious

The next day.

In the central playground, the enthusiasm has not diminished, and the flow of people is even greater than the previous day.

Many old students who were practicing abroad also rushed back. Firstly, they wanted to find some elementary school girls, and secondly, they wanted to find some younger students.

The search here can be interpreted as recruiting troops.

Among the students, many forces are divided into their own. As long as they meet the requirements, they can apply to the college. After being approved, they can recruit other students, develop their own industries, and earn spiritual stones and cultivation resources.

At the same time, joining a powerful force can also gain an advantage in the spiritual stone training tower.

Of course, there are also loners, such as Yuan Wucha, one of the Four Spirit Kings. This madman is a different kind. His brain circuit is completely different from other people's, and it is difficult to communicate normally.

Therefore, recruiting new people with potential and special skills is to add fresh blood and is related to future development.

After all, a powerful force can be passed down forever. Think about it, it would be a sense of pride to return to campus decades later and see the force that was created back then still thrive.

Game time has arrived.

The first round of random matches has been announced.

Chen Zhong's opponent is a very ordinary student, really ordinary, not "ordinary".

A boy at the first level of the spiritual body realm, his use of spiritual skills and control of spiritual power are quite satisfactory.

Chen Zhong had a "fierce" fight with him and narrowly won.

This was not Chen Zhong's original intention.

Chen Zhong may have been playing it off, but the opponent was trying his best.

Just when Chen Zhong couldn't continue his performance and was about to let the opponent win, the boy unexpectedly ran out of spiritual power before him, accidentally bumped into his own fist, and then slipped and fell onto the ring like a donkey rolling.

Feeling tired and want to cry

Just like that, Chen Zhong advanced again.

As for why he didn't choose to withdraw from the competition directly, Chen Zhong actually thought about it, but the academy stipulated that he could not withdraw without any special reason, otherwise Chen Zhong would not have participated from the beginning.

This is also the purpose of the college to make a simple assessment of all students and conduct data analysis through combat.

However, Chen Zhong stumped a lot of evaluation instructors, who were unable to estimate the values.

Levi's words on the radio were so sharp: "It seems that classmate Chen Zhong is still somewhat capable and actually won this long-lasting game... It's just a pity for my two thousand yuan brothers and sisters who lost money like me. Don’t be disappointed, the top post options will be updated soon. Can the lucky boy advance to the next game? Let’s wait and see!

Chen Zhong looked up at the high-rise broadcasting room on the playground, "If I have a chance, I'll do it for you."

Broadcasting room.

Levi, who has blond hair, blue eyes, a high nose, and a masculine figure with round cheeks, looked at Chen Zhong who was standing indifferently.

"The next game will be full of experts. You, who are only at the spiritual body level, have no chance of winning. When the time comes, the photos will be released..."

On the notebook in front of him, it was clearly written, "So what if I don't have enough strength? I'm still practicing "Bump Dynamics" with Jihua in the classroom!"

Suddenly, Levi stood up and stared into Chen Zhong's eyes. The two looked at each other through the opaque glass window.

His eyes...seem to reveal the qualities of a great emperor?

Could it be that I overlooked something? This Chen Zhong seems ordinary at first glance, and simple and unpretentious at second glance, but occasionally there is a kind of... fear that makes the hair tremble and the spine chills?

Ta...ta...

Levi's fingers tapped on the table, which was the signal for him to start thinking.

"What if he did all this on purpose?"

"Chen Zhong? Be careful? It's interesting. Let me dig deeper and see how many secrets you have behind you!"

Back in the audience, Chen Zhong received a burst of praise from Wu Feifei. After all, the more students in the class advance, the more rewards will be assigned to the class.

The commission she gets is also higher!

"Tang Sui, it's dangerous!" Wang Taiping and others were paying attention to the other arena.

Chen Zhong looked over and saw that Tang Sui's opponent was actually the black-robed girl Wu Lan from the Divine Empire!

Wulan is now at the top of the freshman dark horse list.

Zhou Chaoyin smiled bitterly, "We are really not very lucky."

After saying that, the others turned to look at Chen Zhong who looked confused.

"I didn't realize it. It turns out that you, Old Shen, are a luck-devouring machine! You have the luck of the whole class in you. Whether you can win glory for our class depends on your performance!" Wang Taiping hugged Chen seriously. Zhong's shoulders.

"come on!"

"come on!"

The other students also echoed.

"Don't make trouble, I will definitely lose in the next round, don't doubt it." Chen Zhong said, secretly encouraging, he must be eliminated in the next round!

In the arena.

A delicate body hurriedly avoided the invading black mist. The black mist seemed to have life, like black crows that turned into nothingness.

The other petite figure did not move at all, but kept making strange handprints, controlling the black mist remotely.

hiss--

Tang Sui was exhausted, and the back of his hand was accidentally touched by the black mist. It suddenly turned red as if it had been burned by flames, and had a tendency to spread to the surrounding skin.

In shock, she retreated more than ten meters.

As soon as his heels were empty, he fell down and was about to hit his head on the ground.

call!

The black mist swayed and turned into a black curtain. The tiny black flames on it were extinguished and circled around from behind to catch Tang Sui firmly.

"Thank you... thank you." Tang Sui stared blankly at the young face under the black robe.

She showed mercy. Although the two were only one level apart, their actual combat power was as different as heaven and earth.

Wulan said nothing and turned away.

"Wulan wins!"

In the air.

"The Black Flame Xun Ya Jue of the Ling Ya Cult?" Vice Dean Lang Yue asked in confusion.

Xu Xiaodao nodded, "It is indeed the high-level earth-level technique coveted by countless people in the Divine Religion Empire."

Lang Yue frowned, "In that case, isn't this Wulan in danger? She is guilty of possessing a treasure!"

Xu Xiaodao replied, "The one who followed her seems to be the current Great Protector of the Ling Ya Cult, who is at the first level of the Soul Tempering Realm."

Lang Yue sighed, "Great Protector? He is second only to the leader, but he is only at the first level of the Soul Tempering Realm. It seems that the Ling Ya Cult has really fallen."

"How can the Ten Thousand Gods Cult allow someone to watch from below." Xu Xiaodao waved his hand and stopped talking. This was already the amount of words he had spoken that day.

The Divine Empire is one of the three great empires, and the Pantheon is one of the seven superpowers that control the Divine Empire.

The game is still going on.

Another random match, Chen Zhong is looking forward to it.

In this round, no matter who it is, I will just lie down and decisively raise the white flag!

Beep beep beep...

Page after page of matching lists were displayed on the screen, and Chen Zhong didn't find himself for a long time.

Until the last page, Chen Zhong's name was alone on it.

What's going on? Chen Zhong choked up.

At this time, the host spoke, "Because one student was seriously injured and unable to participate in the competition, there will be a lucky student who will be given a bye and get a place to directly advance to the next game! Let's see who it is!"

The host turned around, his lips twitched, and after a long time, he slowly said, "I didn't expect... the power of the lucky son is so terrifying!"

The whole audience was in an uproar, and the sound of sucking in cold air came one after another, followed by ghosts crying and wolves howling, and a burst of scolding. Some people also shouted inside stories.

Because they all bet that Chen Zhong would lose.

After two rounds, they lost a lot of money.

"What the hell? No way!" Wang Taiping's fat face was full of sadness, "I lost another 20,000?"

Chen Zhong? ? ?

Beep!

The news came, it was Jia Shuangshuang.

Little White Rabbit: ╭(╯ε╰)╮ Hehe! You helped me earn 130,000 yuan! Enough for food expenses this semester!

Shangshan Ruoshui: ...

The head teacher Wu Feifei sat next to Chen Zhong, smiling, "Okay, I didn't expect you to be the most glorious person in our class. You will get the most rewards when the time comes!"

Chen Zhong dealt with it, and his mind had already sunk into the skill panel.

"Villain Talks a Lot", "100% of Being Caught with Blades", "Green Corpse Cold", "Master-Servant Contract".

Yes, there are only these four!

I haven't awakened the passive skills of the European Emperor that increase luck!

His calm state of mind was rarely disturbed by a small ripple, and Chen Zhong took eighteen deep breaths.