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The stadium was large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The two thousand candidates only occupied one-fifth of the space.

The other four-fifths of the space were used to build more than fifty huge arenas.

After Chen Xiuyuan announced the start of the municipal exam.

Around the stadium, huge screens began to scroll the list of opponents.

[Ring No. 1: No. 782 vs. No. 258 (Black Iron 7th Dan)]

[Ring No. 2: No. 568 vs. No. 85 (Black Iron 5th Dan)]

[Ring No. 3...]

Each candidate randomly selected opponents of the same level.

After all, it's a show match. If the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, and one side is defeated instantly, then what's the point of showing off the match!

[Ring No. 39: No. 1145 vs. No. 250 (Black Iron 8th Dan)]

"Hey! Brother! You're in the first round!"

Seeing this list, Xue Hongfa's eyes lit up, and he patted Chu Ming on the shoulder: "No. 1145 is you, right? How come you're only Black Iron 8th Dan? You're a little weak, brother!"

"Oh, there's nothing I can do. My talent is too poor." Chu Ming shrugged helplessly.

"Oh! It's okay!" Xue Hongfa comforted, "Being able to reach the eighth level of Black Iron in the college entrance examination is already the average level of our Xingzhou! Most people are at this level, there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

A person next to him also laughed and said, "Yes, I am also the eighth level of Black Iron."

"Geniuses are always a minority. There are only seven or eight college entrance examination candidates like Brother Xue who are the second level of Bronze and have a combat power of over 2,000 every year in Xingzhou. There is no need for us to compare with them!"

"Yes." Another person also looked at Chu Ming and teased, "If it doesn't work, just look at the candidates in Yuzhou. Most of them are only the fifth level of Black Iron! After comparing like this, isn't your mentality much better?"

Chu Ming nodded thoughtfully, "Indeed!"

"Okay, okay, don't say more, hurry up and get on the stage, brother!" Xue Hongfa smiled and waved his hand.

But he seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and quickly pulled Chu Ming and asked: "By the way, brother, do you have any strengths?"

Chu Ming was stunned: "Strengths?"

"Yes, such as comprehension?" Xue Hongfa's eyes were filled with concern.

In his opinion, with Chu Ming's level of Black Iron 8th Stage, his combat power would be just over 900, right?

Normally, he would not be able to get into a third-rate university. He must show his strengths on the stage as much as possible to be noticed by the admissions office teacher on the high platform!

Chu Ming frowned and thought for a while, then sighed: "My only strength...maybe I am positive."

"Ah?" Xue Hongfa was stunned: "Positive?"

Chu Ming nodded: "Yes, I am positive, and I am always positive."

"Chicken..."

"?"

Xue Hongfa: "..."

"Brother, you are the most humorous person I have ever seen."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Chu Ming nodded, and walked towards the ring with a teasing smile on his lips.

Don't say it, you really don't say it.

It's really fun to tease a fool!

"Hey, this little brother has a really good mentality!" Xue Hongfa shook his head and sighed: "If I had such a miserable experience as him, I would have been autistic long ago! He can still be so humorous..."

Several people around nodded in agreement, all of them admired Chu Ming's mentality of finding joy in suffering.

At this time.

With a loud "click".

A huge screen suddenly lit up on the top of the stadium, nearly a thousand meters long and wide, and everyone present could see it.

The screen showed a bird's-eye view of more than fifty arenas.

Instantly, all the candidates raised their heads, their eyes full of surprise.

"Oh? There's a big screen!"

"Wow! I was just complaining that I couldn't see the arena at all, but I didn't expect it to be so considerate!"

"Great! Now I can see the battle scene!"

"What a great deal! It's better to watch from the audience seats, right? Why don't we candidates go to the audience seats?"

"It's said that the municipal exam must be completed within 24 hours. It will definitely be more efficient if the candidates gather in the venue!"

As soon as the big screen appeared, the atmosphere in the venue suddenly became hot, and there were discussions everywhere.

In the audience seats of the stadium, there were also many people sitting, almost all of whom were teachers from various high schools. Their vision was much wider, and they could directly overlook the entire venue with Chen Xiuyuan and others on the high platform.

"No. 250... is it Chen Hehao?"

Wang Hongmei saw the list of opponents scrolling on the screen and suddenly

I was a little nervous. I didn't expect that the best student in my class would play in the first round.

Who is the opponent No. 1145?

Don't let it be a student from Xingzhou City!

Chen Hehao can be a black iron eighth dan with a combat power of over 900. If he is in Yuzhou City, he is already one of the top ten geniuses in the city.

But in Xingzhou City... this level can only be ranked above the middle, right?

In this first round of competition, if Chen Hehao meets a black iron eighth dan with a combat power of nearly 1,000, it will be embarrassing...

Although Chen Hehao awakened an A-level talent and will definitely be admitted to a first-class university, the city exam has no meaning for him.

But Wang Hongmei is a face-saving person and doesn't want to see the top student in her class lose the competition.

Seeing her nervous expression, a teacher next to her comforted her, "It's okay, Teacher Wang. The exhibition match is a competition of the same level. The difference in combat power between the same level of Black Iron is very small."

"With Chen Hehao's strength, even if he meets a combat power of nearly 1,000, he won't lose too embarrassingly. Maybe he still has a chance to win!"

Wang Hongmei thought about it and felt that it was true. She breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Chen Hehao on the No. 39 ring.

In the field.

Xue Hongfa and others also stared at the picture of the No. 39 ring on the big screen.

"Huh? This person looks familiar..." Someone frowned and said in surprise: "Is it Chen Hehao who ranked fourth in the three models of Yuzhou City?"

Xue Hongfa asked in confusion: "How do you know him?"

The man said: "Oh, I was curious yesterday, so I checked what geniuses there were in Yuzhou City, and I happened to see him."

"This guy is quite awesome, with A-level talent. With such poor educational resources in Yuzhou City, he can still break 900 with the level of Black Iron 8th Stage. Even in our Xingzhou, many people can't achieve it."

Xue Hongfa said in surprise: "Oh my god, that's really awesome."

He couldn't help but worry a little: "Then our little brother, isn't it possible that he will lose?"

"Yeah, it's really hard to say." The person next to him nodded and said: "I don't know how strong this brother from Nanyuan Middle School is."

At this time on the 39th platform.

Chen Hehao was also a little nervous, praying that he would not meet those amazing guys in Xingzhou.

As long as the opponent is a candidate from Yuzhou City, he has absolute confidence that he can win!

Ta-da!

A sound of footsteps came.

Chen Hehao raised his head nervously.

He saw a boy in a vest and shorts walking up slowly.

When their eyes met.

Chen Hehao: “?”

Chu Ming: “Eh?”

“…”

“…”

Chu Ming: “Wow! Mud-eating duck!”

Chen Hehao’s face changed drastically: “I’m better than your mother!”