Douluo Continent: Starting with a Heavenly Fire Judgment

Chapter 63 The Thirty-Two Strongest

Zhang Lexuan suddenly stopped and smiled at Ji Lin, saying, "That's enough for today. You have an assessment tomorrow, so go home and get some rest. Good luck on tomorrow's assessment!"

Ji Lin glanced at the sky, nodded, and said, "Okay, Sister Le Xuan, don't worry, the championship is definitely mine."

Seeing Ji Lin's confident demeanor, Zhang Lexuan chuckled and tapped Ji Lin's forehead, saying, "It's good to be confident, but don't underestimate your opponent, or you might end up crashing down."

Zhang Lexuan gave Ji Lin some instructions and then left alone.

Watching Zhang Lexuan's figure gradually disappear into the mist, Ji Lin stopped wandering around outside and turned back to his dormitory to begin his cultivation.

The next morning, after breakfast, Ji Lin and the other two went to the assessment area together.

Outside the assessment area today, there was a row of college teachers, about thirty in number, including the elderly Mrs. Zhou Yi.

Soon, an examiner, about fifty years old, tall, with a dark face and no beard, and a stern expression, began taking attendance.

Ji Lin recognized him; he was Du Weilun, the head of the Martial Soul Department of the Outer Court. Du Weilun was the one who approved Ji Lin's leave last time. So Ji Lin remembered him.

The first class of freshmen had the most participants, so the roll call took the longest.

Soon, Du Weilun, the Dean of Instruction of the Martial Soul Department of the Outer Court, finished taking attendance, and the next step was to draw lots. It was just a freshman assessment, without too many complicated ceremonies.

Ji Lin drew lots on behalf of their team. The sixty-four groups of students participating in the elimination rounds were divided into thirty-two matches to compete against each other.

Yesterday, the trainees had a day to rest, and the assessment area has been improved. Only the partition positions needed to be changed. It has been reorganized into sixteen areas. This time, each area is several times larger, giving the trainees participating in the elimination rounds much more room to showcase their skills.

The rules for the knockout stage were simple: one match each morning and afternoon. Eliminated teams went back to class, while winning teams stayed to continue the competition. The final three teams were determined over three days.

After the draw, the competition to narrow down the field from 64 to 32 began immediately, with all 32 matches held simultaneously. This shortened the assessment time as much as possible, giving the winning contestants ample rest time to prepare for the afternoon's matches.

Ji Lin and his classmates were assigned to the fifteenth district this time, and the proctor was also changed. This time, it was a female teacher in her thirties who looked very kind.

During the draw, they only received numbers and had no idea who their opponents would be. When they arrived at the venue, they were somewhat disappointed. In the first round, they drew their own teammates from Class 1 of the freshmen, turning this elimination tournament into an internal battle.

After the three students on the other side realized that their opponents were Ji Lin and his two companions, they were as dejected as wilted eggplants, their faces full of helplessness.

As classmates in the same class, they were well aware of Ji Lin's strength. He was elected class monitor upon entering the school with the cultivation of a three-ring Soul Master. Now, three months have passed, and they don't know how much stronger he has become. They also heard that Ji Lin took leave last time to obtain his fourth Soul Ring. Although they didn't know if it was true or not, they couldn't beat him.

The match ended quickly. The three opponents had no fighting spirit. Xiangzheng and Xiaoxiao were defeated by the two after only one match. Ji Lin didn't really make a move and just coasted through the whole match.

He really couldn't muster any interest; they were all too weak. Right now, he just wanted to run into Wang Qiu'er or one of the other teams with Soul Masters to loosen up his muscles.

After leaving the assessment area, the three winners quickly parted ways. Huo Yuhao went back to his dormitory to cultivate, Xiao Xiao went to gather intelligence, and Ji Lin went to watch Wang Qiu'er's match.

By the time Ji Lin arrived at Wang Qiu'er's side, the battle had already ended quickly. Now, apart from the three Soul Master teams, none of these new students could withstand a single shot from Wang Qiu'er.

The two waited until Wang Dong'er finished her competition before leaving together. Although they started the competition at the same time, Ji Lin and Wang Qiu'er finished too quickly, and the other teams had not yet determined a winner.

The three of them went to the cafeteria for lunch and then strolled around Poseidon Lake to digest. After cultivating for a while longer, the afternoon's competition was about to begin.

The freshman assessment elimination round, the competition between thirty-two and sixteen will officially begin in the assessment area when the bell rings in the afternoon.

Compared to the morning, the number of participants in the elimination rounds has been reduced by half. After another draw, they immediately went to the areas they were assigned to compete.

Since it was the same day's competition, the venue remained unchanged, with the same divisions as in the morning, but only the first sixteen numbered courts were available for use.

To the north of the assessment area, a high platform was erected. The high platform was twenty meters above the ground and supported by six metal pillars. Looking from the bottom up, it was impossible to see the number of people that could be accommodated on it. The top was shadowy, as if some people were watching the battle there. . From a height of twenty meters, it is enough to overlook the entire assessment area and clearly see the competition in each venue.

Ji Lin spotted someone he recognized: Xuan Zi, who was disheveled and gnawing on a chicken leg while occasionally taking a sip of wine.

It seems Shrek Academy takes this assessment quite seriously. But that makes sense, since it's an assessment to select core disciples for the outer academy, so it's only right that it's taken seriously.

This time, the three were assigned to area number eight. When they arrived at the venue, another team that had also drawn area number eight was already there.

To their surprise, the three people on the other side were all women, and all of them were very pretty young girls.

Observing from the high platform.

Zhou Yi stood quietly on the stage, surveying the upcoming matches below. In the round-robin tournament, Class 1 of the freshmen class was the biggest winner, but in the knockout stage, some students with exceptional individual strength began to showcase their potential and abilities. In the competition to narrow down the field from 64 to 32, Class 1 only had five teams remaining. Although still more than other freshmen classes, their advantage was no longer significant.

The next round, from 32 to 16, will be crucial.

At this moment, Ji Lin and the other two focused their attention on the three little girls opposite them.

The three girls opposite me were all very pretty, and they were all wearing the same freshman school uniform. The girl standing in front was tall, with short blonde hair that looked very neat, big light blue eyes with long eyelashes, and a few cute little freckles on her cheeks.

Behind her, the girl on the left had short, fiery red hair and unusually red eyes. At first glance, she looked somewhat terrifying, but upon closer inspection, one would find that her features were extremely delicate and her skin was as white as jade. However, her gaze was very cold, comparable to that of Old Mrs. Zhou.

The girl on the right is in stark contrast to the girl on the left. She has long, light green hair cascading down her back, and her dark green eyes exude gentleness. Her delicate and fragile appearance naturally evokes feelings of pity.

(End of this chapter)