Infatuation Douluo

Arriving at the competition venue, after yesterday's elimination, there were not many teams left. Ouyang Xuan and the others had a total of two games in the morning.

The three opponents in the first round were all at level [-] soul power level two.To be honest, the remaining members of each class must be the elite of the elite. There is almost no one in the team who can survive to the present level.Of course, Huo Yuhao is an exception.

Zhou Yi submitted Ouyang Xuan's application to join Huo Yuhao's team, and the school agreed. However, his own rewards were cancelled. Even if they entered the top three in the end, the rewards would be distributed among three people, and they would not be more because Ouyang Xuan joined midway. Give them a copy.

When Ouyang Xuan's opponent saw them, his face suddenly turned pale. Wang Dong himself was extremely strong, and Ouyang Xuan was added to the list even more powerful.Their team has no chance of winning at all.

It turns out that their guess was correct.

At the beginning of the game, Huo Yuhao released his martial soul directly. This was the first time that Ouyang Xuan got the boost from Huo Yuhao's soul skills. The venue was not big, but Huo Yuhao's soul skills almost covered the entire venue.With an unobstructed perspective, even the smallest movement of the opponent within the range of the soul skill can be clearly felt.

The bright silver Fengming Sword appeared in Ouyang Xuan's hand, his toes tapped the ground, and he rushed out quickly as if he was flying close to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a soul master. Before he could react, he grabbed his collar, used his right foot as a pivot, turned his body, and threw him out of the field with his strong arms.

Then he slapped the ground with his palms, rose into the air, and with his legs like whips, launched an attack on the second soul master. He kicked the soul master directly in the chest with dozens of kicks.

After knocking down the second soul master, a golden light flashed and hit the third soul master's position impartially.

The referee waved his hand, and the majestic light blue soul power formed a defensive shield, blocking all the golden light.

"Huo Yuhao's team wins." As the referee announced, Ouyang Xuan and the others won another victory.

Wang Dong moved to Ouyang Xuan's side at some point. The goddess of light Die Wuhun withdrew her soul, and the soul ring behind her dissipated. She curled her lips and said, "It's really not challenging. Don't compete with me in the next match."

That golden light just now was Wang Dong's soul skill.

Ouyang Xuan looked at Wang Dong and said with a smile, "How about we compete to see who can defeat more people?"

Wang Dong snorted softly and said: "I'm afraid you won't succeed, so let's compete. If you lose, I'll treat you to lunch."

After resting for half an hour, the second game began. The opponents were still three second-level soul masters. With the help of Huo Yuhao's soul skills, the two violent outputs of Ouyang Xuan and Wang Dong, who were willing to compare, still crushed them all the way. , although the opponent struggled to support, the battle still ended within a few minutes.

After winning two games in a row, Ouyang Xuan and the others have advanced to the semi-finals. As long as they win one more game, Ouyang Xuan and the others will be able to get substantial rewards.

After walking out of the battle field, Wang Dong put his arm around Ouyang Xuan and said, "How about it? You just knocked down one, and I knocked down two. I won."

Looking at Wang Dong with a smile on his face, Ouyang Xuan said calmly: "In the last game, there were two of me and one of you. It was a draw."

Wang Dong said angrily: "What happened before the game doesn't count, I don't care, I won anyway."

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In the afternoon, after having lunch and taking a short rest to replenish the soul power consumed in the morning, Ouyang Xuan and the others rushed to the assessment area.

In the semi-finals, twelve students gathered to organize the competition, but it was no longer Du Weilun, the teaching director of the Martial Arts Department's outer college.

An old man in white clothes stood at the front of the high platform, while Du Weilun, the teaching director, stood half a body behind him respectfully.

The old man looked at the students standing below and smiled: "Hello, children who have entered the semi-finals, I am the 261st dean of Shrek Academy, Yan Shaozhe."

The old man's voice was gentle but revealed a sense of majesty. All the students in the audience straightened up and cheered up.

In terms of status, as the dean of the first academy on the mainland, Yan Shaozhe is equal to the monarch of a country, and as the dean of Shrek, his cultivation must be at the level of a titled Douluo.It really surprised these students that such an identity appeared in the semi-finals of the freshman assessment.

Yan Shaozhe said: "You may be curious about why I appear here. According to the situation in previous years, even if the freshman assessment reaches the final stage, the deputy dean usually presides over it. However, you are the talented people in the past hundred years. The best freshmen in this class. I am very interested in you and I hope you can surprise me. Okay, let’s start the lottery.”

As soon as Yan Shaozhe finished speaking, Du Weilun next to him picked up the lottery box and was about to step forward, but Yan Shaozhe raised his hand to stop him. The principal said that he would personally preside over the lottery of the competition, which made the students in the audience Everyone's blood boiled.

The same is true for Ouyang Xuan. The principal of Shrek Academy personally presides over the lottery, so how can it not be exciting!

The lottery begins with the freshman class.

Huo Yuhao turned to look at Ouyang Xuan and Wang Dong and said, "Who is going?"

Ouyang Xuan and Wang Dong next to him looked at each other and said to Huo Yuhao in a tacit understanding: "Go ahead."

With that said, Ouyang Xuan pushed Huo Yuhao forward.

Under the gaze of the other eleven students around him, Huo Yuhao walked up to the high platform with some anxiety, his hand trembling when he put it into the lottery tube.

Sensing Huo Yuhao's nervousness, Yan Shaozhe said in a gentle tone: "Don't be nervous, little guy. I wish you and your partner good results."

Taking a deep breath, Huo Yuhao drew a lot from the lottery tube, bowed respectfully to Yan Shaozhe, handed the lot to Du Weilun and came back.

Huo Yuhao returned to the audience. Ouyang Xuan, who was standing next to him, felt that his breathing had become heavier and whispered: "How does it feel to stand next to the principal?"

Huo Yuhao replied in a low voice: "I'm so nervous that I'm sweating."

The two were discussing their feelings about the lottery. On the stage, Du Weilun looked at the lottery drawn by Huo Yuhao and said loudly: "Freshman class one, Huo Yuhao's team, lottery number two."

In the semi-finals, there are only four numbers in the box, two numbers [-] and two numbers [-]. The opponents who draw the same number will become the opponent.

Du Weilun continued: "The fifth class of freshmen, Dai Huabin's team drew lots."

A tall young man strode out.Seeing the young man walking up to the high platform, Ouyang Xuan whispered: "It's him."

Wang Dong next to him gently patted the back of Ouyang Xuan's hand and asked in a low voice: "Do you know this guy?"

Ouyang Xuan nodded and said: "This guy's name is Dai Huabin. He was supposed to be my roommate, but he had a conflict with me the day he came here and left immediately."

Wang Dong clasped his fingers and said, "So this is the guy who fought with you? Looking at his stinky face, he really deserves a beating."