Myth Card Supplier: Nezha the Third Prince.

Chapter 107 Freshman Assessment
The next morning, Jiang Yuan received a message on his phone just after he finished practicing.

Zhongyuan University: All new students, please arrive at the Welcome Square as soon as possible.

That was all he said, but Jiang Yuan still got up, tidied himself up, and walked towards the welcome square with Mu Qianshan.

When they arrived at the Welcome Square, there weren't many people there.

But looking roughly, there are about four or five hundred people.

"By the way, there are so many people?" Jiang Yuan was a little surprised.

"Well, about a thousand people."

Mu Qianshan nodded. "There are 365 cities in Daxia, and we can probably pick out three or four people from each city."

"After all, four top universities are competing for talent, and there are only about ten talented people in a city."

"Indeed, it's not easy for a city like Zhenhai to have six people selected at once."

A familiar voice sounded, and at the same time, someone patted Jiang Yuan on the shoulder.

Jiang Yuan turned around and saw Jiang Lingyun with a sweet smile on her face.

Next to Jiang Lingyun, Bu Qiuyao, who had a high ponytail, also nodded at them as a greeting.

"By the way, how's your little villa? We're sharing a dormitory."

"It's okay. The villa is quite big."

"That's great, but the cottage is too expensive."

Jiang Lingyun's eyes lit up, and then he said with some disappointment.

Jiang Yuan turned to look at Mu Qianshan with some curiosity, but Mu Qianshan nodded: "Yeah, it's indeed a bit expensive."

Jiang Yuan understood that anything that Mu Qianshan called expensive was obviously not cheap.

After Jiang Lingyun and the others arrived, two other people who were also from Zhenhai City came over soon.

After the freshmen arrived one after another, a few people sat on the stage.

"Everyone, I am one of the vice presidents of Zhongyuan Academy. From now on, freshmen, please be quiet and listen to me."

After checking the time, a fat middle-aged man with a big belly stood up and started talking to everyone.

"I think everyone has read the various rules and requirements of the school in the student handbook."

"Since that's the case, I won't say much more. Let's get straight to the point and talk about the freshman assessment."

"There are a total of 1,080 people present. I don't know if there are any who are absent, but these 1,000 or so of you will enter a place soon."

As the vice principal spoke, a large screen appeared behind him.

Within the big screen, there are a hundred small screens.

There is a person on each small screen, a total of one hundred people.

"Here are the last 100 students from the previous class, your seniors. They will be the hunters who will hunt you down."

The vice-principal wore a harmless expression. "Their target is all of you. If they can eliminate you all within these ten days, they won't have to retake the exam."

"Similarly, if they successfully hunt you all down, they will also receive credits as a reward."

"There are beastmen and hunters in this place. What you need to do is to kill as many beastmen as possible before the hunters kill you to earn points. Points are related to your academic credits. Of course, the bottom 100 in points will have the school's sanitation left to you."

"Then can we kill the hunters?"

"of course can."

The vice principal looked at the muscular man who stood up and nodded.

"A good news or a bad news, which one should I hear first?"

"good news!"

"bad news!"

Everyone shouted loudly.

But obviously the bad news is louder.

"Then let me tell you the bad news first."

The vice-principal laughed happily: "They are ranked last only in the literary exam. Some of them are at the top of the martial arts exam." "..."

When the vice-principal finished speaking, everyone fell silent.

How does this work?
They have all been practicing for three or four months, but their strength is only at the middle stage of the Star Era.

What about the other party?
I have practiced for so much longer than them!

If it was anyone else, forget it.

But this is a senior from the previous class of Zhongyuan Academy!
Can the talent of those who can enter the Central Plains Academy be bad?

Ranked top in the martial arts exam...

What a terrible thing!
What a pitfall! I ranked 100th in the written test!
Really believe in your thoughts and go out!
After the vice principal finished speaking, he observed everyone with a bit of pride on his face.

Some were silent, some were dissatisfied, some were irritable, and some were calmly waiting for his next good news.

"Of course, I will give you a chance to fight back."

The vice-principal flashed his signature squinty smile once again: "The good news is, there are only a hundred of them."

"Another thing is that that place will limit their strength. Even if they go in, their strength will be limited to the Star Age stage. Don't worry about that."

"That's okay!"

Hearing this, the people around Jiang Yuan instantly became excited.

We all have the strength of the Xingji period, so who is afraid of whom?

"I'm afraid it's from the late Xingji period..." Mu Qianshan's face looked a little ugly.

Jiang Yuan also nodded and said, "And his combat experience will be much richer than ours."

The vice-principal's meaning was too obvious. It was obvious that these people were going to kill them.

Limiting one's strength to the Starry Era realm means that one is clearly in the late Starry Era!
It’s impossible that I have been practicing for so long and still haven’t broken through to the Star Realm.

Moreover, there are only a hundred of them, so naturally the strength of these freshmen, including themselves, is overwhelming.

After all, most of the freshmen are now in the middle stage of the Star Era.

"Ah, the Linglong Tower is no longer usable."

Jiang Lingyun also reacted and spoke with some disappointment.

"By the way, do you have any other good cards?" Jiang Lingyun suddenly looked up, blinking his big eyes and asked Jiang Yuan.

"No."

Jiang Yuan shook his head, he really didn't have it anymore.

The purple ribbon robe has not been made yet.

During this time in the military camp, I only made a few cards of my own.

For example, your own mount, several skill cards, etc.

Even Nezha’s Qiankun Circle hasn’t been made yet?

"Oh, that's troublesome."

Jiang Lingyun was a little disappointed, and Yang Xiaodong and Yang Xie beside him also frowned.

"Let's team up."

Yang Xiaodong suddenly spoke up, "With the six of us forming a team, we're not powerless even if we run into a lone senior. After all, we're all in the Star Age stage, so even if he's in the late Star Age stage, the gap isn't too big."

"Well, my booster card is pretty good."

Yang Xie also nodded and said.

As an amplification card master, if he doesn't form a team, his combat effectiveness alone is too weak.

"That's fine, but that place won't separate us randomly, right?"

Jiang Yuan looked at the vice principal on the stage, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious when he saw the smirk on his face.

The most important thing is, his teacher shouldn't be him, right?
By the way, how many vice presidents does Zhongyuan Academy have?

(End of this chapter)