Chapter 1220: Not simple
Chapter 1220 is not simple
On the other side, the presiding elder noticed that the discussion in the square was a little lower, and the voice mixed with spiritual power rang.
"Ahem... Next, it is officially announced that each grade will receive Xuan Bingtan's quota."
Hearing this, the whole square instantly became quiet, the attention was suddenly shifted, and the hearts of the teams participating in the competition also instantly became nervous.
The presiding elder habitually glanced around before announcing the result.
"The top three in the fourth grade are Miracle 3, Miracle 1 and Miracle 2!"
"The top three in the third grade are Invincible First Team, Invincible Second Team and Invincible Third Team!"
"The top three in the second grade are Beyond Three, Beyond One and Beyond Two!"
The two, three, and four-year teams that won the Xuan Bingtan quota are all elite teams, which are all expected of ordinary teams in each grade, so although they are a bit regretful, they are not too sad.
After all, they all know their abilities, and they simply can’t compare with the elite squad.
The reason why they participated in the competition this time was because Xuan Bingtan's quota was so attractive, and the other was that they wanted to try their luck.
Compared with the calmness of the ordinary teams in the second, third and fourth grades, the ordinary teams in the first grade are much more nervous.
Even though they had just learned that Yan was the mentor of Fengyun Third Team, Fengyun Third Team was ultimately a disciple of the Outer Court before, so they all felt that they still had a great chance to get the last place in Xuan Bingtan.
"Ahem...The next one is announcing the first-year team that has won the Xuan Bingtan quota."
Listening to the presiding elder's words, the first-year ordinary team involuntarily held their breath, and in my heart, they also prayed that their team could get a place.
Upon seeing this, the corner of the presiding elder's mouth twitched slightly before announcing in one breath, "Fengyun Third Team, Fengyun First Team, and Fengyun Second Team!"
Hearing this result, most people in the square looked incredulous.
Although the presiding elder did not clearly indicate which team won the ranking, everyone agreed that the order he read was first, second, and third.
So, the people in the first-year ordinary team were directly dumbfounded.
They thought they still had a chance, but they didn't think that they felt that the third team, which was the least likely to get a spot, turned out to be the first!
This face is really not ordinary crackling!
"My God, the third team of Fengyun is the first place, it's so surprising!"
"Yes, I thought that although they participated in the competition, they certainly did not squeeze into the top three to get the spot."
"They were disciples in the outer courtyard before, and there is a certain gap between the first and second teams of Fengyun, shouldn't they be lucky, right?"
"Good luck is also part of our strength. Otherwise, what competitions did we participate in before, didn't we just want to try our luck?"
Whether it is luck or whatever, everyone is full of curiosity about the third team.
The presiding elder did not disappoint them and continued, “Next, in accordance with the school’s practice, the Fengyun Team 3 will compete with the Fengyun Team 1 and Team Fengyun 2.
Please prepare for the Fengyun 2nd and Fengyun 1st teams in the audience, and now invite the members of the Fengyun 3rd team to come to the podium and introduce themselves. "
Hearing this, everyone's eyes fell on the newborn area.
Yan Zheng slowly stood up from the elder district, turned to look at the eight Ye Feiran, stroked his beard and said, "You hurry up and let them get to know them. If they dissatisfied, hit them until they are satisfied."
Eight Ye Feiran: "..."
They only learned today that Teacher Yan was so arrogant!
The elders in the inner courtyard couldn't help but shook their heads and burst into laughter. Yan Zheng was still the same, speaking as if he didn't know his mind as before!
The eight Ye Feiran looked at each other, ignoring the gaze around them, and walked to the podium with a calm expression.
It’s just that they haven’t even stepped onto the podium, and the people around them can’t help but talk.
"Hey, all of them are Yuan Ying monks!"
"I didn't think there was such a young Yuan Ying monk in the outer courtyard!"
"Otherwise, how could they be in the eyes of Elder Yan? Anyway, I think their talents are definitely not worse than the Fengyun First and Fengyun Second Teams."
"Hey, doesn't the college stipulate that all teams must be a combination of four men and four women? How come the Fengyun third team is a combination of three women and five men."
"What about the college's regulations? They are Elder Yan's disciples. Naturally, Elder Yan is what he says. Elder Yan sometimes doesn't care about some of the college's regulations."
Seeing the cultivation of the Fengyun third team, Ye Shiqing and Ye Jiacheng looked at each other, and a hint of doubt appeared in their eyes.
"Jia Cheng, except for Shiran, the other seven people did not hide their repairs, right?" Ye Shiqing asked in a low voice.
"I don't know." Ye Jiacheng shook his head. Anyway, their Fengyun Second Team could not beat the Fengyun Third Team.
However, they can learn from each other.
In fact, among the eight Ye Feiran, only Situ Yu, Nalan Weiran, Han Xize, and Mu Ge showed their true cultivation.
Ye Feiran, Yun Chen, Jiang Yinghan and Tang Mengtong are still hiding their cultivation bases.
This is naturally a serious arrangement.
Although the eight people of Ye Feiran have very good temperaments, they are all Yuan Ying monks, which can stop a lot of cynicism, and he also avoids some unnecessary troubles.
After the eight Ye Feiran stepped onto the podium, they stood in a row according to the order of their names on the crystal.
"You can briefly introduce yourself." The host elder smiled and said with a very kind attitude.
Because in his opinion, regardless of the current strength of the Fengyun Team, it must not be easy for them to be favored by the old fox, Yan Zheng.
Hearing, Yun Chen took a step forward, saluted respectfully, and said, "Yun Chen!"
Next, the seven Ye Feiran also introduced themselves briefly.
Everyone: "..."
Is this self-introduction really simple?
They can’t tell us what their spiritual power is, what they are good at, are there any contract beasts?
After the host elder was speechless, he planned to personally ask about something that everyone wanted to know, but he shut up immediately when he met the stern look in his eyes.
Okay, so be it, he can't provoke the old fox Yan Zheng.
The presiding elder saw that one of the elders was ready to speak, and immediately said, "Next, which team will play the first or the second team?"
Yan Zheng handed a satisfied look to the presiding elder, and the face of the elder who was about to speak suddenly turned black, and then he glanced at Zheng Zongyao apologetically.
Yan Zheng naturally noticed this scene and glanced at Zheng Zongyao with a smile.
"Ahem..." Zheng Zongyao gave a slightly unnatural cough, and then pretended to sip tea.
He really didn’t think that Fengyun Team 3 was actually Yuan Ying cultivator.
The most important thing is that the third team of Fengyun is younger than the first team of Fengyun, and now they have come to the inner courtyard again. The old fox, Yan Zheng, will definitely fight for training resources. When the time comes...
Zheng Zongyao did not dare to think further, the Fengyun first team he finally grabbed could never lose to the Fengyun third team.
He will also become a team mentor as famous as Yan Zheng.
Thinking of this, Zheng Zongyao quickly gave Gu Feihong a wink and signaled them not to rush to play, let the Fengyun Second Team first test the strength of the Fengyun Third Team.
Gu Feihong nodded, then looked at Duanmu Shuya next door, and said, "Danmu girl, you guys will play first!"
(End of this chapter)
