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Chapter 85 - 85 66 The Competition Begins_2

85: Chapter 66 The Competition Begins_2 85: Chapter 66 The Competition Begins_2 As soon as Zhang Yu and the group stepped inside the building of White Dragon High School, Zhang Yu sensed a peculiar scent in the air.

Next to him, Qian Shen took a deep breath and exclaimed, “Do you smell that?

This sweet aroma in the air?”

“White Dragon High School has added a cognitive enhancer to the air circulation that can boost concentration and neural excitement.

They also added a hint of fruit and floral scent…”

Zhang Yu was speechless; damn, the air in White Dragon High School was truly fragrant.

As the group proceeded, they noticed the corridor floor was divided into two colors: white and red.

The white path was in the center, marked as the exclusive path for school scores of 660 and above.

The red path was on both sides, marked as the exclusive path for scores below 660.

Zhang Yu was momentarily stunned, then laughed in disbelief…

Honestly, if you scored below 660, you had to walk on the edge, huh?

Qian Shen explained from the side, “Every area and venue within White Dragon High School has entry and exit standards for students based on their scores, and students must stay in the designated zones according to their scores.”

Zhang Yu was at a loss for words again…

Seriously, why are you explaining all this?

Qianzi, are you from Songyang, and you know White Dragon that well?

Are you planning to transfer?

As they went along the corridor to take the elevator to the first underground floor, they found out that it was forbidden for scores below 660 to use the elevator.

Zhang Yu realized that people with scores below 660 at White Dragon High School are not treated as humans and find it hard to move around.

Thankfully, they were visitors and didn’t have to follow the school-specific rules.

So the group took the elevator to the first underground floor, and suddenly a giant sports arena, about ten meters high, covering over ten thousand square meters, appeared before them.

The venue was filled with high school students walking around, evidently many competition participants from various schools had already arrived.

But Zhang Yu observed that almost all of the contestants were from the three prestigious schools, and barely any students from other schools were in sight.

“Compared to the law competition, this martial arts contest has almost become an internal league for the three major schools.”

In the surrounding spectator seats, besides some scattered students from various schools, there were three groups neatly lined up, sitting upright like a phalanx of students.

Looking at the students lined up and their uniforms, Zhang Yu was surprised, “Are those students from the three major schools?”

He felt very unexpected, “Students from the three major schools not seizing every second to study, and came to watch a competition?”

Especially seeing the White Dragon High School students staring with wide eyes, sitting upright and full of vigor, looking as if they had thyroid issues.

At this moment, a male voice came from beside them, “These are freshmen from the three major high schools.

After all, observing the battles of strong peers helps improve one’s martial arts skills, understand their own gap with the strong, and strengthen their resolve in pursuing the way.”

Zhang Yu and the others turned to look at the direction of the male voice.

They saw Lian Tianji from Purple Cloud High School slowly approaching, looking at Zhang Yu with a smile, “I guessed you would come to participate in the martial arts competition, and indeed, here you are.”

He then glanced at Zhang Yu and his group, and asked with surprise, “Did only this few come from Songyang?”

The next moment, he nodded thoughtfully, “But it’s understandable, seeing as it’s Songyang.”

Zhang Yu felt his Songyang school uniform had been disparaged yet again unintentionally.

But Zhang Yu was never a proud son of Songyang; the disdain for Songyang had nothing to do with Zhang Yu.

His real identity was an outsourcing staff member of the Songyang City Inspection Team.

Thus, Zhang Yu asked out of curiosity, “How many people came from the three prestigious high schools?”

Lian Tianji pointed to the side of the competition venue, “Look, they’re all over there.

Purple Cloud, White Dragon, Red Tower, each school sent 10 full participants.

We’ve already had a round of selection within the school, and only the top ten could come to compete.”

After parting with Lian Tianji, Lei Jun said, “Let’s go, let’s report to the rest area for the contestants.

Qian Shen, go find yourself a seat in the spectators’ area.”

Zhang Yu and his group went to the rest area assigned to each school.

Zhang Yu looked at the rest areas for the three major schools, Songyang High School, and other regular high schools.

What could he say?

Zhang Yu felt there was a disparity akin to a ‘VIP lounge,’ ‘sunshade tent,’ and ‘straw mat’ among the three rest areas.

The ‘VIP lounge’ of the three major schools had sofas, recliners, drinks, fruits, snacks.

The ‘sunshade tent area’ of key high schools had a row of chairs and a box of water.

Whereas the ‘straw mat area’ of regular high schools simply had a row of benches.

Master Bai Long was obviously worried that the students from regular high schools might come to White Dragon and freeload.

“This is too much differential treatment, isn’t it?”

On the other side, after seeing the three people off, Qian Shen walked to the spectator seats.

As he was about to find a spot to sit down, he suddenly noticed a person’s back that looked very familiar.

He quickly walked over and found that the person was wearing a hat, sunglasses, and a mask, and when he saw Qian Shen, he immediately turned his head away.

Qian Shen looked at the top of the person’s head, then at the face, and exclaimed in surprise, “You…

are you He Dayou from 611?”

He Dayou from 611 was qualified to sit with him to watch the competition.

However, He Dayou truly did not want to be recognized, and even more so, didn’t want people from his school to know he had come to watch the martial arts competition, especially not wanting people to think he had come to watch Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen.

That’s why he disguised himself and sneaked over.

Yet who knew he would be recognized by Qian Shen face-to-face, leaving He Dayou with no choice but to turn around with a sigh and say, “Hmm, you came too, Qian Shen.”

Qian Shen curiously asked, “Are you also here to watch Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen’s martial arts competition?”

He Dayou smiled indifferently, “Their skills…don’t even reach the average line in the competition, what’s there to watch about that level?”

“Actually, my middle school classmate is participating in the competition and specially invited me to watch.”

Qian Shen simply sat down beside He Dayou, curiously asking, “Which high school is your middle school classmate in, and what is their score level?”

He Dayou turned his head away, giving a look as if he didn’t want to talk.

…

On the other side of the venue.

The contestants first gathered together and then listened to the organizer to announce the rules.

“To prevent strong contestants from being eliminated too early in the ring, this competition will first have a scoring match.”

“According to the contestants’ scores, everyone will be divided into 8 groups, then draw lots for a face-off within the groups, followed by an elimination match between the 8 group winners, a total of 8 contestants…”

While everyone was curious about how the scoring match would be scored.

Accompanied by a banging sound, a golden figure over two meters tall slowly walked into the arena.

The referee at the front said, “The content of the scoring match is for everyone to take turns fighting against the Yellow Turban Warriors.”

“The average physical strength level of this competition’s contestants is 1.98, so the Yellow Turban Warriors will maintain a physical strength output of level 1.98 and engage in a one-minute fight with everyone.”

“The judges will then score according to your performance within this one-minute.”

“Here are the specific scoring rules…”