[Eastern Mythology MOD]: Shine out, Yang Wo Dawei, you have been rewarded.
[Oriental Mythology MOD]: You have completed a small stage victory in the competition and get welfare rewards.
(When you completely win a game, you will get rewards based on the performance of the game and the comprehensive comparison of the participants. Come on, let the name of the oriental mythology resound in this world.)
[Cangjing Pavilion]: Automatically refresh one or two exercises, Taoism, and Sword Art every seven days. It can consume spirit stones and transform any system such as magic grudge into the cheats of the Eastern system.
There was a smile on Lu Yan's face.
Lingshi transformation can only transform physical things, such as tree veins, into items of the Eastern system.
But for words, there is no way.
Now, the appearance of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has officially solved this problem for him.
Moreover, it is not a drawing, but a complete building.
More importantly, the following remarks.
"To win a complete match, except this time. After winning the championship, you will be rewarded based on your performance."
"The better the performance, the more outstanding, the better the reward?"
Lu Yan understood.
An idea suddenly popped up in his heart, but he had to wait a while and he had to go out to check out the players who won this knockout match, what are their strengths!
walked out of the virtual projection warehouse.
Next to He Ziang looked at him a little fearfully, but his eyes were still high.
This is a habit he has cultivated for a long time, and he will not be able to change it at all for a while.
This is a very contradictory feeling, probably equivalent to a previous life, a graduate student lost to a college student in a competitive management position.
Even if he is forced by his authority, he has to obey.
But from the bottom of my heart, I feel that college students are not worthy to stand on top of him.
Lu Yan noticed when he came out of the virtual projection chamber.
There are many people still fighting in the projection space.
Lu Yan looked at it qualitatively. Indeed, as Liu Xiyue said, there are many races, all of which are very powerful.
has not only reached the third order, but there are still quite a few.
But, Lu Yan actually wanted to ask.
no matter how many, can you hit the target in the air?
"Wow wow wow! It's really abnormal. There are four thousand Tier 3 races, Bai Jun, who is too abnormal! I can't stand it at all!"
Liu Xiyue rushed over and complained.
encountered a genius student in eighth middle school, she naturally lost for granted.
For Liu Xiyue, Lu Yan sees clearly, a bit of strength, a cute and weak chicken.
"Now ask the students in the loser group to leave." A staff member walked to the stage and said.
Liu Xiyue walked towards the stage unconsciously.
After all, for a weak chicken like her, being able to pass the test is already great, and dying in the knockout is no big deal.
But she walked for a while, only to realize something was wrong.
Lu Yan didn't leave with her?
This guy, didn't you hear what the staff said just now?
But suddenly, she suddenly thought of a possibility, bright eyes, round eyes.
Did this guy pass the knockout?
Liu Xiyue couldn't control her excitement, so she called Liu Zaiyuan when she stepped off the stage.
"Dad! Dad! Lu Yan, he's in! He's in! He's in the match!"
Liu Zaiyuan couldn't stop his excitement.
"Good boy! It really gave me a surprise!"
"This time, no matter which place you are in, as long as you enter, I will give you this Gods Domain expansion card!"
I don't know when the last match of the freshman league became a battle between No. 1 Middle School and No. 8 Middle School.
11th Middle School, it has been a long time since no students entered the match.
But now, there are two at once!
How can he not get excited.
On the stage, most of the 23 people left behind were also looking at each other's opponents.
"Huh? People from Eleventh Middle School?" Someone was surprised.
After all, No. 1 Middle School and No. 8 Middle School are the top universities.
I don't know when, the battle match became a battle between two top universities.
and the rules of the game.
is to go on stage to select opponents, agree, and start fighting. If you disagree, you will be replaced by another person.
One person refuses up to three times.
The one who stayed last on stage wins.
Zhongli won't talk about it, even they have heard of it.
But another student of the refreshing department happened to be used as the first opponent, so as to avoid showing too many hole cards and being targeted by the opponents behind.
"Wait! Where is He Ziang?"
Someone finally found something wrong.
Among the 23 people who stayed, there was no He Ziang.
"There is really no him? I thought at first that someone was blocking him, but I didn't see him!"
"No! Who eliminated him! I remember he has five hundred flying races!"
"Is it besieged! Shouldn't it!"
"Who was with He Ziang just now?"
"No way, I remember He Ziang is the fiercest one in this year!"
"Which God is he who can weed out He Ziang early?"
"Could it be that you met Bai Jun from the eighth middle school?"
"No! The grouping algorithm is controlled by the background, it is impossible to force the collision!"
"A dark horse?"
These students~www.mtlnovel.com~ began to whisper one by one.
He Ziang, the most dazzling freshman of this year, actually died in the knockout round. Who dares to believe it?
Suddenly, Bai Jun's heart twitched.
He really read it right!
While in the assessment area, he saw two people coming out before all of them, sitting leisurely, drinking tea and reading.
He thought it was his illusion.
After all, the earlier you come out, the stronger your combat power.
But now it seems that if they can come out early, then it will not be difficult to solve He Ziang.
If this is the case.
Lu Yan's strength is stronger than everyone else in the room!
Suddenly, Bai Jun's heart burst out with a surging fighting spirit.
"Congratulations, classmates! You stood out from thousands of people and even tens of thousands of people, and stood on this stage. You are the proud children of this year."
At this moment, the middle-aged man came from off the stage, clapping his hands, seeming to admire them.
This is actually true.
Only the top four in each class can come here, and finally from these top few geniuses, 23 people were finally selected.
"Each of you is one of a thousand, choose your favorite opponent! Start a hearty battle, now! The stage belongs to you!" The middle-aged man's face is full of excitement, big Shouted.
Therefore, tens of thousands of demigods throughout the Zhonghan City Stadium, they screamed, exclaimed, and cast their eyes to the center of the stage.
"The match, the official start!"
decided this year, the title of the strongest freshman!