Starting With One Million Luck Points

After returning to school, the 100,000 Chinese coins that he grabbed in his hand were gone, but Zhou Hao was in a happy mood. He was sure that when the competition was over, he would definitely earn more.

As soon as he walked downstairs, he heard a heated argument.

Unsurprisingly, Wang Ming, Li Ji and other popular student contestants who hit the top ten have an accident!

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

"There is no accident in the morning, no accident in the evening, but it happened when the big competition was about to start!"

"Who knows, it is said that he sprained his waist during exercise."

"Bah, a sprain is justified, a dozen or so sprains together, a fool would believe it was an accident!"

The news spread very quickly, not only all the classes in the school knew about it, but even the school leaders and teachers heard it.

Principal's office.

The grade director, the dean of education, and many teachers gathered together.

"Principal, cancel the competition. Now many students can't move, and they can't participate in the competition at all!"

"The top five students such as Wang Ming, Li Ji, and others are all blocked with qi and blood. It's too coincidental. If this matter is not investigated clearly, it is meaningless to hold the competition."

"It's inappropriate to cancel the competition. I think it's better to postpone it for a few days."

Several teachers spoke one after another, and the principal's office was noisy.

Principal Zheng didn't say a word, but looked at the director of the third grade, "Director Hong, what's your opinion?"

Director Hong is a retired martial artist, and there is a long scar on his face, which is extremely hideous.

Seeing the principal's question, he hummed heavily: "The big game is like a battlefield, and all kinds of unexpected situations may occur suddenly. Could it be because of these that the battlefield can be cancelled?"

"Exercise can be sprained. It's really a waste. Whether it's an accident or someone secretly attacked, you can't stop yourself. That's a lack of strength!"

"It's a waste of school resources for such students to participate in the competition!"

Director Hong's words changed the expressions of many teachers.

But no one dared to speak.

This is a warrior who participated in the bloody meat grinder battle.

Principal Zheng slapped the table, "Okay, well said! Teachers go back immediately, stabilize the students, and hold the final test after half an hour!"

The teachers of the senior year nodded and left the office.

Director Hong didn't leave, he squinted at Principal Zheng, "Old Zheng, don't lie to me, did you send someone to do it?"

Principal Zheng shook his head, "The purpose of the competition is to find the peerless genius in our school. If I send someone to do it, wouldn't it be superfluous?"

"Old Zheng, what do you mean by this is the hand of that peerless genius?" Director Hong was puzzled.

The dean on the side laughed, "Apart from that, who could easily hurt more than a dozen students in the school who hit the top ten?"

"But I don't understand, what is the purpose of his doing this. If he is concerned about the bonus, can he just sign up himself?" Director Hong still didn't understand.

Principal Zheng explained: "This genius in our school is afraid that he doesn't want people to know his identity, but he wants to get the bonus, so he can only use other methods quietly."

Director Hong was not stupid, and came over quickly, "You mean, he let his friends participate?"

"Haha..." Principal Zheng and the dean both laughed.

"It's really slick." Director Hong also smiled, the scar on his face even more hideous.

Principal Zheng praised: "It's better to be slick, and aliens are eyeing them. It's not entirely a good thing that there is a peerless genius in our school."

"My original intention was to find him and send him to the global training base, but since this guy doesn't want to be exposed, let's just let him go."

Master Hong immediately snorted coldly and said, "Old Zheng, you have done the right thing this time. The global training base seems to be airtight and protected by strong human beings, but over the years, are there still few geniuses who have been assassinated? "

The dean hesitated: "It's still too risky to do this,

Our school is incapable of protecting geniuses, and there are not many resources, so we are afraid of delaying the geniuses of the school. "

Principal Zheng looked at Director Hong.

Director Hong still didn't understand the meaning of this look, he scolded, "Old Zheng, Lao Cao, you two are singing and one is harmonious, and you are still trying to trick me, you know that it is not good for you to let me come here."

"Forget it, I haven't been in contact with the old leaders for many years. This time, a seedling has finally appeared in the school, but it can't be broken in my hands."

...

Many students were surprised when the test was held as scheduled. Many students who had good relationships with the injured students such as Wang Ming and Li Ji protested against the injustice.

But under the teacher's reassurance and strong pressure, these voices soon disappeared.

Two thirty in the afternoon.

All the students in the third year of high school sat in the auditorium next to the martial arts field.

Some of the outstanding students of the second and first year of high school are among them.

Zhou Hao and Zhang Yi stood aside.

Zhang Yi kept looking at Zhou Hao and said suspiciously, "Zhou Hao, did you do this?"

Zhou Hao smiled bitterly: "Zhang Yi, I haven't even reached the level of qi and blood, do you think I can do it?"

The suspicion in Zhang Yi's eyes subsided a little, but he was still a little tangled, "But..."

"Don't be rude." Zhou Hao interrupted, "Think about your sister, don't you want her to be like you, without the resources to cultivate and not even getting enough nutrition?"

Zhang Yi's expression changed, his fists clenched tightly.

Zhou Hao patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, "This is your chance, grab it, come on!"

"Thank you!" Zhang Yi's eyes became firm.

"The knockout round begins!" At this time, the teacher in charge of the competition shouted, "Every contestant prepares."