Chapter 32: Transfer Students

Chu Nan opened his eyes and saw Dong Fang's fat face that was close at hand.

He was startled, hurriedly avoided the side, and stretched out his hand to push Dong Fang away.

"Damn, dead fatty, why are you so close? I already said that I am a normal man! ”

Dong Fang smiled: "Hey, I'm just very curious, what kind of nasty dreams are you kid doing?" Laughing so ****. Say, which little girl in the academy did you dream about? Or are you so beastly that you don't even let go of Roland and Rose, who have only seen one thing? ”

"Fuck off, I'm not dreaming of spring." Chu Nanxu kicked him, forced Dong Fang back two steps, and jumped up from the bed.

After moving his body a bit, he still felt a little tired.

Although "Martial Soul" only generates a virtual character based on the specific data scanned, it does not consume its own physical strength when fighting in it, but the spirit still needs to be consumed.

In order to be able to win a hundred consecutive games as soon as possible yesterday, Chu Nan did not rest at all in the middle, and fought like this one after another.

Even if each game can be regarded as a crush, but after a hundred games have been accumulated, he still feels extremely mentally exhausted, so that after finally winning a hundred consecutive games, he didn't even look at the specific system information, and he didn't even have time to claim the reward, so he just quit the game and fell asleep.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been woken up by Dong Fang coming to such a close distance.

"Alright, whatever you're dreaming about, wake up now. It's almost time, today is the last two rounds of the qualifiers, you better play seriously, don't overturn in the gutter, in case you can't even pass the academy's qualifying tournament and can't participate in the martial arts tournament, then you will miss a great opportunity. ”

Chu Nan snorted, turned his head to look out the window, and found that it was indeed already bright outside, so he stopped talking nonsense and left the dormitory with Dong Fang.

Halfway through, Chu Nan suddenly sounded a question.

"By the way, Dong Fang, you told me before that "Martial Soul" is a game produced by the Noyantem Chamber of Commerce, right?"

"yes, what's wrong?"

"Then why did I meet people from the Earth Federation in the game yesterday, and no one from other countries saw it?"

"What? Do you think this game is fun now? Dong Fang asked with a smile.

Chu Nan pondered for a moment and shook his head.

"No, I didn't play this as a normal game, because the combat in it is almost exactly the same as the real combat, and it allows me to gain a lot of valuable combat experience. Speaking of which, the technology of the Noyantem Chamber of Commerce is really powerful, just by using a data access terminal, it can allow the warriors to fight in a virtual environment. ”

"Nonsense, the Noyantm Chamber of Commerce is a behemoth that can compete with a big country like the Diclan Empire, isn't it powerful? So? Are you using the game as a driving range? But that's right, the vast majority of martial artists who enter this game think so. As for your question......"

Dong Fang's expression moved, he glanced at Chu Nan seriously, and asked again: "You seemed to be playing late yesterday, how much have your points increased now?" ”

"100 points...... Speaking of this, Chu Nan's face was full of helplessness. I can only participate in matchmaking matches at the beginner level, and even if I win once, I will only be awarded 1 point. ”

"100 points, then you should have leveled up by now. Listen, you only met our opponent of the Earth Federation yesterday, and that's because you're just a rookie now, and you can only play on the Earth Federation server. ”

"So...... I still have a chance to fight against warriors from other countries? ”

"Of course. As long as you reach level 10, you will be eligible to enter the Orion Spiral Arm server section, and then you will be able to fight against other national warriors on the Orion Arm. Reputedly...... In this server partition, even the young masters of the Diclan Empire will appear. ”

"Orion Wrist Arm Server Partition?"

Chu Nan swept the introduction of Orion's spiral arm in his mind, and a trace of excitement arose in his heart.

Not to mention that the Earth Federation is just a small country in the entire galaxy, even on the Orion spiral arm, one of the three major spiral arms of the galaxy, it is only a remote small country that most people have little impression of, no matter how prosperous martial arts are, because the time to join the big family of the galaxy is still short, it cannot be compared with those old countries.

In addition to the Earth Federation, there are countless countries with their own characteristics, and there are countless martial artists and martial arts with the same characteristics.

Chu Nan was thrilled to think that he might be able to compete with young masters from all over the galaxy through the game "Martial Soul".

When the two of them came to the third arena together, they found that today's arena was particularly lively.

It stands to reason that only the last two rounds of the qualifying round need to be played today, and the remaining participants, including Chu Nan, add up to only thirteen people, so it shouldn't be so lively here.

"Hey, Chu Nan, you kid seems to be really famous." Dong Fang patted Chu Nan's shoulder, dropped a word of cheer, and walked straight to the stands.

He was eliminated back in the second round and came purely as a spectator today.

Like him, there were many second-year students in the stands who had also been eliminated, and they also came for their friends who were supporting.

But in comparison, the audience is more from students of other ages in the academy and even teachers.

Chu Nan was surprised when he saw these audiences yesterday, and he will get used to it a lot today.

He ignored the different stares that were staring at him, and went straight to Mr. Toliman to sign in first.

"That...... Chu Nan ...... There's something I want to inform you......"

After Chu Nan finished signing in, Torriman suddenly stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Chu Nan looked at him in surprise, but found that Torriman had an embarrassed look on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"That's right...... The academy just came to the academy yesterday with a transfer student, who is also a second-year, so he will also participate in this qualification competition......"

Chu Nan frowned.

It's not strange for a transfer student, but it was a little strange to suddenly turn around yesterday.

And it is said that this qualification competition started the day before yesterday, but this transfer student was transferred yesterday, how can he be eligible to participate?

"Ahem...... This is a special quota for the Dean and the Branch Dean, of course, he is indeed a very strong student himself, even if he participated in the qualifying round the day before yesterday, I believe he will be able to break into the final stage of today's competition......"

Torriman said it with an indistinct look, and Chu Nan was even more suspicious when he heard it.

Since this suddenly transferred student is qualified to let the dean of the college and the dean of the branch give him a special quota at the same time, then he can directly ask the college to give him the remaining three special recommendation places, so why bother to come to participate in the second-year qualification competition in one move?

Could it be that they are still afraid that directly giving the recommended quota will make people blame behind their backs?

It's a joke!

What made Chu Nan even more puzzled was why Torriman had to tell him about it?

"Hmm...... I'm just going to let you know, so you don't be surprised when you know about it. Okay, now that you know, let's prepare. Toriman waved his hand and motioned for Chu Nan to leave.

Chu Nan walked to the side in confusion, thought about it, and swept his gaze over the students who were preparing for the competition next to him, and landed on a young male student who was not tall, but had a very stocky physique, and stood there like a calf.

This male student he had never seen before, but now he was here, probably the same transfer student that Toliman had mentioned.

As if sensing Chu Nan's gaze, the male student turned around and grinned when he saw Chu Nan, revealing a trace of undisguised contempt in his expression.

Chu Nan was even more puzzled.

It's obviously the first time I've met him, why does he look like he's targeting himself?

After thinking about it for a while, he still didn't understand, Chu Nan simply gave up thinking about it.

Anyway, this is the arrangement of the dean's big shots, and he has no right to question as an ordinary student.

And with his current strength, he doesn't care about the sudden addition of one more person.

Since today is the final match, according to the rules set before, there will be another final draw.

The large virtual screen above the arena flickered under everyone's gaze, and the fourteen names, including Chu Nan, scrolled for more than ten seconds before slowly stopping.

In the end, the matchup was set, Chu Nan's eyes fell on his name, and found that it corresponded to an unfamiliar name - Lu Mingcheng.

Chu Nan immediately turned his head to look at the male student who was supposed to be a transfer student, and sure enough, the other party just happened to cast his gaze.

The two looked at each other, and Chu Nan was not surprised to see a pair of eyes full of hostility.