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Chapter 87 - 87 67 Gap Rating_2

87: Chapter 67 Gap, Rating_2 87: Chapter 67 Gap, Rating_2 “Not to mention the differences in mana, martial arts, spiritual roots, and so on.

When combined in actual combat…

it makes one even more despairing.”

As the son of the school board director, He Dayou knew too well the gap between Songyang High School and the three major high schools.

Take the spots for the Top Ten prestigious universities, for instance.

For the top academic achievers at Songyang High School, they often have to contend with the top students of White Dragon High School only after the latter have picked their fill, leaving the Songyang students to compete with White Dragon’s second-tier powerhouses.

At this moment, a White Dragon person over two and a half meters tall, looking like a Titan Giant, slowly stepped onto the ring.

Standing in front of this student, even the Yellow Turban Warriors appeared much more delicate.

As this student made their appearance, the White Dragon people, who had been sitting rigidly upright in the audience, suddenly all stood up, clapping and cheering.

Zhang Yu, however, was more concerned with the hairdo of his opponent at this moment: “Isn’t this Song Halong?

Why has his hair changed?”

Song Halong was the first in his grade at White Dragon High School, with a big ‘1’ displayed on the chest and back of his uniform.

Zhang Yu remembered seeing him in a previous magic competition, sporting a long hair that spiked skywards.

Today, however, it had turned into a short hedgehog style.

Song Halong gave a slight smile and gestured towards the audience, and the once cheering and clapping White Dragon people immediately sat back down in silence.

Watching this scene, Zhang Yu suddenly recalled a legendary low-score slave system at White Dragon High School—those in the audience were clearly obedient to Song Halong without question.

Bai Zhenzhen, standing beside him, stared at Song Halong’s new hairstyle and said, “He must have changed his external Spirit Root again!”

“Last time, that external Spirit Root clearly affected his spirit machine, useful for mana cultivation.”

“Since this is a martial arts combat competition, Song Halong must have switched to a Combat Spirit Root this time.”

Saying this, Bai Zhenzhen turned to Zhang Yu and urged, “Yu Zi, bring out your talismanic book worth 100,000 and use your Heavenly Eye Talisman to see through Song Halong’s background.”

In the past two weeks, Zhang Yu had been focused on martial arts, occasionally familiarizing himself with the talismanic book.

But he dared not venture into any of its projects, using only the daily free privileges to practice talismans.

Among them, the two talismans he practiced the most were the Confinement Talisman and the Heavenly Eye Talisman taught at school.

At this moment, Zhang Yu cautiously pulled out the talismanic book, his fingers skimming quickly over the images.

With the activation of the Heavenly Eye Talisman, the world immediately seemed different.

For non-divine personnel, it felt like a recharged perspective.

For a period, evaluation markers floated above people’s heads, and having practiced several times, Zhang Yu had become accustomed to this view, now focusing intently on Song Halong on the ring.

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Meanwhile, on the ring, Song Halong let out a hearty laugh, grabbed the big hand of the Yellow Turban Warrior, and to everyone’s shock, hurled the Yellow Turban Warrior flying with a boom.

In less than a second, the battle was already over.

Song Halong scored 300 points.

The audience of White Dragon people immediately erupted in intense applause and cheers.

Watching Song Halong slowly step down from the ring, many competitors felt they were not looking at a person, but rather at a fierce beast.

Seeing this, Qian Shen gasped: “Song Halong scored 683 on the last monthly exam…

seeing him in action here is truly as shocking as his score.”

Zhao Tianxing, who had just entered the arena and was still looking for Qian Shen, turned to witness this scene on the ring: “So brutal, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen have to fight this monster?”

He couldn’t help but feel a trace of worry: “Will they really be okay?

They won’t get seriously injured, right?”

Meanwhile, Zhang Yu looked at the long list of evaluations above Song Halong’s head: “What kind of stuff is this?”

Bai Zhenzhen, listening to his report, explained: “Heavenly Spirit Body I know of; it should refer to the Spirit Body Root, a combat-use Spirit Root within the Heavenly Spirit Roots.

The Spirit Machine formed by this Spirit Root wraps around the entire body, enhancing the user’s strength, speed, stamina, and resilience to attacks comprehensively.”

Zhang Yu couldn’t help but give Bai Zhenzhen another look: “Azhen, this guy, last time she also identified the external Spirit Root at a glance.”

“Clearly can’t afford Spirit Roots, yet knows quite a lot about them?”

When Bai Zhenzhen wasn’t quite sure about the other evaluation elements, Lei Jun suddenly spoke from behind them: “Implanted with Elephant Demon muscles, often fights with Demon Beasts, minimal negative emotions, White Dragon honor student, Song family’s trump card son this year.”

Zhang Yu was surprised.

Old Lei, you understand the Heavenly Eye Talisman too?

Seeing their surprised looks, Lei Jun calmly said: “If Daoism can be used for free like you, it can be quite useful.”

Old Lei!

You’ve betrayed martial arts!

With Lei Jun’s explanation, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen gained more information from this round of evaluation.

Following this, more powerhouses began to show their strength on the ring.

First was Lian Tianji from Purple Cloud High School, whose punches and kicks were like a storm, completely suppressing the Yellow Turban Warrior, maintaining Physical Strength at 1.98 level, scoring a wild 261 points.

Soon after, a student from Red Tower High School who looked like a grizzly bear stepped onto the stage, instantly knocking the Yellow Turban Warrior to the ground and hurling it away, scoring 300 points.

Not long after, Le Mulan from Purple Cloud High School appeared, pressing the Yellow Turban Warrior to the ground with one hand, fully suppressing it.

This woman then kicked at the sensor pad on the Yellow Turban Warrior’s back one kick after another, stopping only when she reached 305 points, just over Song Halong’s 300 points, then glanced at Song Halong before stepping off the ring.

However, from the moment Le Mulan appeared, the Purple Cloud people in the audience remained silent, completely silent.

Zhao Tianxing found this strange.

Hearing this, Qian Shen readily explained: “The scores of Purple Cloud High School are updated daily based on students’ class performance, with the grade ranking updated every day.

Each day’s grade leader can set one rule for all grade students that doesn’t affect teaching order and lasts for a day.”

“To my knowledge, ever since Purple Cloud’s freshman year began, Le Mulan has always been the grade leader.”

“The daily rule she established has never changed.”

“That is, all freshman students must remain silent in her presence, and students below 650 points are not allowed to speak to her without permission.”

Hearing this, Zhao Tianxing felt immediately insulted himself.

But thinking about it, the speaking Qian Shen hadn’t reached 650 points either, instantly calming his mind.

Zhao Tianxing asked: “How do you know so much?”

Qian Shen smiled lightly: “I’ve studied a bit about the three major high schools.”

Meanwhile, in the contestant area, provoked Song Halong laughed heartily: “Le Mulan, I’ll be waiting for you in the finals!”

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