Douluo: God rewards hard work, I can upgrade infinitely!

Chapter 32 Promotion Match

“There’s still a long way to go.”

Lin Xuan put away his sword, sneezed, and the soul power in his body surged, dispelling the coldness in his body.

This rudimentary Cao sword technique now only has two moves.

The first move is to cut out nine sword energies. This sword was created by combining his own soul power and mental power, and he can use the sword energy at will.

The power of the sword energy itself was not particularly great, the point was that it was like weeds, inexhaustible to burn and cut. As long as Lin Xuan's will was not extinguished, the sword energy would not dissipate and would be able to condense again and again.

The second move is to merge the nine sword energies and slash out an extremely sharp sword beam at the enemy, which is a powerful single-target attack.

It may look a bit shabby now, but the beginning is always the hardest. He has already taken the first step, and the rest is up to the system.

"Ah sneeze~"

"This soul power is really useless. Any cultivator will catch a cold."

Lin Xuan sneezed, touched his nose and complained. Then he turned and walked towards the dormitory, his figure gradually disappearing in the rain.

……

A few days later, the typhoon passed, and the boys and girls reappeared in various places on campus, and Donghai College became lively again.

"Lu Jiajia! Hurry up! They are about to start!"

A slightly plump girl was urging the girl with a ponytail who was lagging behind.

"I know! I know! Isn't it just a game?"

Lu Jiajia pouted, it was no big deal. If you didn't know, you would think it was a heavyweight event like Godzilla vs. Angela.

"What do you know? Today is my male god's battle to prove his loyalty! His heroic figure holding two blades will surely conquer everyone. Ahhhhh, this is so handsome!"

The slightly plump girl thought of the cold-faced boy, and her body almost trembled with excitement.

Just thinking about fighting your way up from Class 5, which is full of trash, to Class 1 makes your blood boil.

"Alright! Let's go! Look how anxious you are. Does Xie Xie know you?"

Lu Jiajia ran after her friend in silence. When they arrived at the competition venue, it was already packed with people.

This is a game full of highlights. On one side is the recognized waste class 5, and on the other side is the genius class 1, which is called by the teacher as the strongest in the school in a hundred years.

The weakest class five VS the strongest class one!
Whether it will be Class 5's successful counterattack or Class 1's defense of the reputation of genius, it has aroused everyone's expectations, and even many senior students came to watch the game.

"Classmates, please be quiet."

Dean Long Hengxu walked onto the competition stage and spoke to the crowd. After the crowd quieted down, he continued.

"Due to the impact of the typhoon, our first-grade promotion match was postponed. Today's first-grade finals will be held, with Class 1-5 playing against Class 1-1."

When Long Hengxu said this, his expression was a bit complicated. Some people above him had begun to question how he divided the classes. These five classes were about to overthrow the first grade.

He could only hope that Class 1 could defeat Class 5 and keep his job.

"Teacher Wu, how many students will appear in your class five today?"

Long Hengxu said to Wu Changkong who was standing beside him, with a hint of respect in his eyes.

This is a six-ringed Soul Emperor. The grace of his sword a few days ago dispelled all his previous dissatisfaction with Wu Changkong.

"We will fight in groups of three!"

Wu Zhangkong said expressionlessly. He originally thought that only two people would go to the battle, but he did not expect that Tang Wulin, who had asked for leave, would come back early today.

"Class One, please send three people to fight as well."

Long Hengxu said to Ye Yingluo, the head teacher of Class 1. As the stronger side on paper, Class 1 can only compete based on the number of participants in Class 5.

"Ok!"

Ye Yingluo nodded, looked at the group of students behind her and spoke slowly.

"Zhang Yangzi, Wang Jinxi, Wei Xiaofeng, the three of you go out and fight! You must teach them a lesson and show the momentum of our class."

"Do you have confidence!"

Ye Yingluo shouted loudly. This battle was not only related to this year's prize money, but also a battle to prove her against Wu Changkong.

"Yes! They will be killed on their horses!"

Zhang Yangzi and the other two stepped out and shouted in unison.

"Okay! You guys go on stage." Ye Yingluo nodded with satisfaction. It was a pity that Lin Xuan was not there, otherwise she would have a better chance of winning.

The strongest person in my class has always been this plant-type soul master!

"Wait, teacher, can I go on stage?"

Just as Zhang Yangzi and the other two were preparing to go on stage, a firm voice came from them.

Ye Yingluo looked in the direction of the voice and saw the crowd behind making way for them. A cheerful young man in a white T-shirt walked over.

"Lin Xuan! You're back."

A smile broke out on Ye Yingluo's face. Now she was safe!
But those students who didn't know the truth began to persuade Lin Xuan to put the overall situation first.

"Lin Xuan, let the three of them go."

"That's right! You haven't been to school for a long time, and you didn't cooperate with them. We lost the promotion match, and our treatment is much worse."

The class order is not just a title. From large to small, the smaller the class number, the different the resources and treatment provided by the school.

Lin Xuan ignored the advice of his classmates and instead focused his attention on his head teacher Ye Yingluo.

He believed that Ye Yingluo would make the right choice.

"Xiao Feng, come down, let Lin Xuan go up instead."

Ye Yingluo spoke.

Judging from Lin Xuan's performance when he asked her for leave a few months ago, Lin Xuan is undoubtedly a spirit master of the agility attack type, and his position overlaps with Wei Xiaofeng's among the three.

“This is really a change!”

When everyone in Class One heard Ye Yingluo's words, they began to whisper to each other, some in disbelief.

Wei Xiaofeng, Zhang Yangzi and the other two are childhood friends. There is definitely a chemical reaction between the three of them. Even if Lin Xuan is stronger than Wei Xiaofeng, it does not necessarily mean he is the better solution.

But what was even more unexpected was Wei Xiaofeng's reaction.

"Okay! Then I won't go up and make a fool of myself. Lin Xuan, remember to teach that guy who was wielding two fruit knives a lesson for me."

Wei Xiaofeng shrugged and retreated indifferently. He also smiled and gave Lin Xuan a small task.

He has been annoyed with that cold-faced boy for a long time. His twin martial spirit has lower spiritual power than theirs, and most importantly, he is even more pretentious than him!

As for being substituted, Wei Xiaofeng didn't care. Lin Xuan was indeed much stronger than him.

"No problem! I promise to take good care of it."

Lin Xuan nodded. They were roommates and had been together for half a year. The disputes that others imagined would not occur.

"Please invite the combatants from squad one to come on stage!"

Long Hengxu's voice sounded again, urging several people.

"Let's go up!"

After Lin Xuan finished speaking to Zhang Yangzi and the others, he was the first to walk onto the stage.

"Hey! Why did you replace that snake demon? Who will make up for the lack of shock for me?"

Xie Xie casually turned the double blades in his hands, his tone very dissatisfied.

Wei Xiaofeng came to them a few days ago, showed off, and then wanted to run away. How could such a good thing happen?

"His uncle is here, please excuse me."

Lin Xuan made up an excuse on the spot. When Wei Xiaofeng in the audience heard it, his face darkened slightly. What the hell is this uncle?

Xie Xie: ...

"Then I don't care. You have to pay back what he owes."

Xie Xie said proudly, with his nose upturned. He was just a two-ring great spirit master, and now he was one too. With twin spirits, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone of the same level.

"Always waiting!"

Lin Xuan smiled faintly. This kid really deserves a beating!

Tang Wulin looked at Xie Xie who was speaking wildly, and a frown crossed his forehead. This guy really likes to talk nonsense, and he will get beaten up sooner or later.

He looked at Lin Xuan solemnly, full of fighting spirit. Now he is no longer the Tang Wulin before, and the most important thing is that his plug-in is online.

This feeling is so refreshing!
(End of this chapter)