October 7.
On this day, Lu Wu brought Dudu and Hao Zhijian, who was still limping from a beating yesterday, to the Quan City First Summoner Training Ground.
Hmm, the Quan City First Summoner Training Ground was the largest training ground in Quan City and also the venue for the high school league.
Of course, Lu Wu was not here today to participate in the high school league.
The league would not officially start until March next year, still quite some time away.
However, they were indeed here to prepare for the competition.
In order to build excitement for the league and to encourage the emergence of more Summoners in Quan City, the officials held an annual prelude competition called the Quancheng Cup.
This competition was basically a simplified warm-up version of the high school league.
The rules and process of the Quancheng Cup were simplified from the high school league.
Other than removing the individual competition, the rest was almost identical to the high school league.
The participants were mostly high school seniors.
With a high degree of restoration, the Quancheng Cup allowed the players to adapt to the competition environment ahead of time, helping them perform better when the league officially began.
Of course, it was also a good way to make money; it was said that each Quancheng Cup made the officials a lot of money.
But this obviously had nothing to do with Lu Wu.
For Lu Wu and his team, the focus was on the competition itself.
Lu Wu took the Quancheng Cup very seriously and brought his team here early in the morning.
Furthermore, as the undisputed captain of the team,
Lu Wu was very mindful of his teammates' emotions and started with a speech, attempting to stress the importance of the Quancheng Cup to his teammates.
"Our team has no teachers, no coaches, and although we have Uncle Li, he is not good at team competitions.
This makes us naturally weaker in team cooperation and tactics.
Hence, the Quancheng Cup is crucial for us."
"Whether our team can perform well in the high school league next year depends on whether we can gain enough experience in the Quancheng Cup. So everyone, do your best!
Also, remember, don't bring our grudge against the special class into the competition.
Our main task is the competition, not to make trouble. If we want to prove ourselves, now is not the time, got it?"
Lu Wu focused on the experience and the honing aspect, completely downplaying his desire for the Quancheng Cup prize money.
His two teammates had completely different reactions to Lu Wu's speech.
Naturally, Dudu did not need to be mentioned.
That girl's heart and mind were all about Lu Wu, her eyes glued to him.
Who knew if she understood anything; her head nodded eagerly, her chubby hands clapped constantly, very supportive.
As for Hao Zhijian beside him, well, this guy was not even looking at Lu Wu.
This made Lu Wu very unhappy. He had been speaking mostly for Hao Zhijian, and yet the one who did not need to listen was listening carefully, while the one who was supposed to listen wasn't paying attention. Lu Wu, infuriated, was ready to slap him, but remembered they were outside, so he held back, giving the money jar a bit of face.
Lu Wu restrained his temper and approached Hao Zhijian, asking, "What are you looking at?"
Hearing Lu Wu's voice suddenly in his ear, Hao Zhijian was startled and instinctively covered the back of his head, realizing Lu Wu didn't hit him.
Hmm, for a moment, he felt a bit surprised and touched.
Pointing in the direction he had been looking, Lu Wu followed his finger and squinted his eyes.
In the direction Hao Zhijian pointed, a group of teenagers in identical uniforms as theirs was also gathering.
Lu Wu had seen these people before, over a month ago on Playground 3. Most of them were students from the special class of the third high school.
As Lu Wu looked at them, someone from their side saw him too, and soon all the special class students turned their heads, their eyes fixated on Lu Wu's team.
Over the past month or so, thanks to Lu Wu, the special class students had been tormented by Ye Qingxue.
This had unknowingly fostered a hostile atmosphere towards Lu Wu.
It could be said that Lu Wu was almost like a public enemy to the special class.
Under such circumstances, the special class students stared fiercely at Lu Wu's team, scaring Hao Zhijian.
Despite his usual bravado and claims to defeat the special class, he crumbled under their gaze, trembling.
He was slightly better, at least he dared to glare back while trembling. But Dudu couldn't even do that.
Already timid, she instinctively hid behind Lu Wu, trying to use his not-so-broad shoulders to shield her chubby self.
Lu Wu, on the other hand, felt he was a bit innocent.
He didn't understand why the special class looked at him so fiercely, thinking there might be some misunderstanding.
Mainly because Little Skeleton hadn't got his equipment yet and Lu Wu hadn't grown much, so he didn't have the confidence to confront them directly.
Without much confidence to intimidate them, Lu Wu thought it best to resolve the misunderstanding. They were all classmates and should be friendly.
With this thought, Lu Wu showed a warm smile to the special class and waved.
Lu Wu's smile made his plain face even plainer, charming the girls in the special class.
The boys' gazes became even fiercer, wishing to rush over and beat Lu Wu up.
Damn womanizer, flirting with their goddesses right in front of them.
Lu Wu thought of chatting with them and getting to know their Summoned Beasts, but seeing the situation, he let it go.
"Sigh, these special class students are really unfriendly. Never mind, let's go inside!"
Lu Wu, feeling resentful, lowered his hand and led his team into the training ground.
The Quancheng Cup registration was done online.
It started a week ago, and Lu Wu's team registered early on, coming today to participate in the preliminaries.
However, under the scrutiny of the special class, Dudu and Hao Zhijian were nervous.
Seeing this, Lu Wu quickly reassured them, "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous. In these competitions, there are often some underhanded tactics. The organizers usually separate the seeded teams and give them weak opponents to start.
So don't worry, our first opponent won't be too strong!"
Dudu, hearing this, relaxed a bit. But Hao Zhijian muttered, "What if the organizers think we are the weak ones?"
Right after Hao Zhijian finished, the organizers sent the preliminary information to their phones.
Seeing the information, Lu Wu's team turned pale...