At the same time, everyone present also understood.

Because, although it is an omitted version, the content of this statement is too familiar.

Only then did they realize that the injury of the young man in brown was exactly the same as the one in which the blue-gray boy was injured before!

This is really the most reductive thing they have ever seen, "to treat others with their own way"!

"Okay, good fight!"

Suddenly, someone on the audience clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

"Smack it..."

"Good fight!"

Then there were a series of applause and cheers.

However, the person who shouted this time was replaced by a male student.

Then everyone discovered that the person who was leading the shouting just now had gauze wrapped around his right forearm, which was one of the students who had been knocked off the ring by a young man in brown.

It turns out that the behavior of the young man in brown clothes is not directed at Long Bujue, but that he will do this for all his opponents.

In addition to the pleasure of controlling life and death, there is also the one that prevents these people from having the opportunity to grow up.

Therefore, his behavior had actually caused public anger, but because of his high cultivation level, everyone chose to swallow their anger.

Now, Di Moyu's approach is equivalent to indirectly avenging them, or applying the same trick to the young man in brown clothes, which makes everyone feel very happy.

So, after this incident, the handsome, noble, but cheerful and elegant boy was not only a female student, but also a male student.

"Thank you."

As for the person involved in Long Buji, it doesn’t matter.

Emperor Moyu had long defeated the young man in brown clothes, and the reason why he had been delaying time was to let him see this scene with his own eyes.

To be honest, he feels really happy now!

Moreover, this feeling of being loved and valued by others is really very warm!

Originally, the competition was over, and when only one thousand people were left in the end, all the competitions were completely over.

The last thousand people left were officially hired by the college.

The one with the best record is Di Moyu.

However, the second and third places were not Zhan Wushuang and Fan Qiyue.

I think it should be a student from the martial arts competition platform on the other side.

However, the two of them had no objection to this result.

Originally, the focus of this time was just admissions, not ranking competitions, and the luck component was relatively high.

There is no real fight, and it is unknown who wins and who loses.

After all the thousands of students arrived, Zhuo Liang, as the main person in charge, stood on the stage and spoke.

For the first time, Zhuo Liang smiled.

"You guys are all very good!"

Zhuo Liang smiled and nodded, and said loudly, "Congratulations, from today on, you will be the new students of my Qingfu Academy. Welcome to join. I hope you can all be proud to be a member of Qingfu!"

"Hahaha, that's great!"

"Woooooooooooooooooo finally selected!"

“…”

Upon hearing this, all the students couldn't help but cheer, while the female college cried with joy.

After persisting for so many years, all the efforts have finally paid off today.

At this moment, it seemed that all the hardships of the past no longer existed, only irrepressible great joy.

"Then, please take the Qi Recovery Pill distributed by the Academy, which can immediately repair your mysterious power and injuries, so as to carry out the last process of today's assessment."

Zhuo Liang nodded, and there was an old student responsible for distributing elixirs to the freshmen.
Chapter completed!