Chapter 332

The final exam will be over soon.

In addition to the theory test, there is also a practical test that all students must take.

But Wang Teng is the only exception.

Peng General Institute specially approved that he does not need to participate in the actual combat assessment.

Peng Yuanshan knew that Wang Teng's trip to another world had made a lot of progress. From the process he told, he could take part in the assessment with other students of the same grade, which was purely shocking and meaningless.

After the end of the final exam, the tense atmosphere in the campus suddenly relaxed, and there was a lot of laughter, and the students were finally able to play happily.

There are only a few students who did not pass the exam, and they are probably still training crazily in the training building at the moment.

The students did not leave school immediately, some were practicing at school, and some continued to do tasks.

And the news about the National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition keeps coming out, and in the world of martial artists, there are related reports every day.

For warriors, this is an extremely grand event, and the younger generation of warriors will participate.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts!

The National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition dares to take the name of No. 1 because it wants to select the strongest among all the younger generation of martial artists.

The winner will not only get a huge amount of resources, but also a huge reputation, with unlimited benefits.

So countless young strong men flock to him.

And the major colleges and universities are the gathering places for young warriors. It can be said that more than 70% of the young warriors come from them, and there are relatively few warriors from society or other organizations.

Therefore, within the campus, the news of the National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition is the focus of the students, after all, it is closely related to them.

Even among the first-year students, many people gathered in twos and threes to discuss this matter, excited and excited, as if they could also participate in the national martial arts competition to compete for the first place.

In fact, the first-year students are still at the 1st Star Trooper level, and no one has the qualifications to participate.

At this moment, Wang Teng was eating with Hou Pingliang and others, and they were also chatting about the martial arts competition.

"I remember that the champions of martial arts competitions in recent years seem to have been won by the first academy in Xiadu." Hou Pingliang said while eating.

"Three years!" Song Shuhang took over.

"Oh yes, the First Academy has won the championship for three consecutive years, but it is not difficult to understand, they have included the top talents in the country, so it is not difficult to cultivate the strongest young generation." Hou Pingliang said.

"I heard that in the past two years, the major schools have trained many talented warriors, all of whom are strong contenders for the championship. They are holding their breath, just for the championship of this martial arts competition. The first school wants to continue to win. I'm afraid it won't be that easy." Lu Shu interjected.

"Indeed, seniors like Pang Kuo from Xiadu Military Academy, senior Li Guangqi from Jinlin University, and senior sister Ma Xiaoxia from Tunghai University are all very powerful young warriors. Fighting and performing missions on the battlefield is very powerful." Song Shuhang nodded in agreement.

"Don't always build up other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige. The seniors and seniors in our school are also very strong, and our overall strength in Huanghai is not weaker than those of Xiadu Military Academy and Jinlin University. Let’s talk about last year, our school also won the third place.” Hou Pingliang said.

"Last year, there was senior Wu Hao. It's rare to see such an amazing young strong man. I wonder how strong this year's senior seniors are?" Lu Shu frowned.

"It's definitely not bad." Hou Pingliang said.

"Of course I know that our school is not bad, but I'm just a little worried. After all, the school hasn't determined the main players yet." Lu Shudao.

"It's true. Other schools have already announced the list of entries. Why hasn't our school announced it? Is there any accident?" Song Shuhang rubbed his chin and asked in doubt.

Wang Teng listened to several people talking about this matter like a few treasures, and felt a little confused. He didn't know any of the genius warriors they were talking about, like a savage who had just come out of the primeval jungle.

shame!

What a shame!

Tighten up, you must not let them know that you are so ignorant.

Wang Teng put on a face, listening to the discussion of Hou Pingliang and others, nodding his head from time to time, occasionally shaking his head, as if agreeing with someone's point of view, or feeling that a certain statement is a little unreliable, in short, he pretended to be like that.

Baili Qingfeng on the other side was much calmer. He didn't pay much attention to these matters, so he didn't interrupt, just quietly listening to the conversation of several people, digesting the various news they revealed.

"Mist Grass!"

Suddenly, an exclamation suddenly exploded among several people.

Wang Teng was taken aback.

What the hell?

What the heck, what is the name of the ghost?

Then Hou Pingliang, Lu Shu and others looked at Wang Teng as if they had seen a ghost.

"Brother Teng, are you going to participate in the National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition?" Hou Pingliang asked in disbelief as his throat rolled.

"Hey, I haven't been notified yet, how do you know?" Wang Teng looked at them in surprise.

"So you really want to participate." Several people suddenly understood the meaning of Wang Teng's words, and their faces were shocked.

Hou Pingliang pointed to the phone and said, "It's all announced!"

It turned out that several people had just talked about the fact that the school hadn't announced the list, so they went to the official website to check, and found that the long-awaited entry list was released today.

And Wang Teng's name is impressively among them.

Several people wiped their eyes several times before they were sure that they read it correctly. It was really Wang Teng's name.

The main reason is that there is a little introduction behind the name. After comparison, the stone hammer is the guy in front of him who is sitting and eating with them like a normal person.

"Has it already been released? You didn't tell me. I wasn't mentally prepared." Wang Teng shook his head.

"Hey, this is not the key, okay?" Hou Pingliang said frantically, "The key is that you are only a freshman, brother, why did you go to participate in the National No. 1 Martial Arts Competition, are you sure?"

As he was talking, he suddenly felt that it was a bit bad to say that he was Wang Teng's friend, but he said quickly: "No, I didn't underestimate you, it's just that the people who participated were all extremely powerful and talented fighters, and They have practiced more than you for several years, and if you compare them now, you definitely have no chance of winning."

"Yeah, there is absolutely no need for you to participate now. After a few years, you might be able to bring back a champion for our Yellow Sea." Baili Qingfeng's face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help it at this time. Stop talking.

"Sit and sit, what are you so excited about doing, even if you have no chance of winning, it's good to see the world and gain insights." Wang Teng said calmly.
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