Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 202 A Little Girl Driving a Big Truck?

With Fors and the others forming a team, the other members of the second group have also begun to work together harmoniously. After all, most of those who can get into Shrek Academy are quite talented.

So they were able to coordinate with their teammates quickly, and then they had time to continue their discussion about the mechs. However, during this time, the second group discovered something strange.

That's Xu Xiaoyan, who is also a mecha designer, and she seems to avoid Fors from time to time.

three days later.

Shrek Academy, Outer Courtyard, First Year, Class 1.

"To more accurately showcase your abilities, after applying to the academy with Ms. Wu and myself, this class-level selection competition will be held in a sparring arena in a practical combat format. Let's go." Shen Yi calmly announced, looking at the students in the classroom.

Upon hearing her say this, all the students in the class were slightly taken aback. Shouldn't the selection competition be held in a virtual space to avoid the possibility of injury or even serious damage?

How come it's a real battle?

In actual combat, that would be a real, real battle.

"Set off."

"Everyone stand up," Wu Siduo shouted.

All 103 students stood up and filed out in order.

Most of the trainees looked excited. Even if they couldn't win the competition, they might still get extra points if they stood out.

Moreover, this selection competition is different from the previous class monitor selection competition. In the class monitor selection competition, some techniques could be used to avoid strong opponents, but this time it is a head-on confrontation.

Only strength can prevail; only those who can defeat their opponents through their own strength can truly shoulder the responsibility.

No, it seems the class flag was taken away a long time ago, and...

Many astute students noticed something: this competition was a real-world simulation!

In other words, they also have a certain possibility of facing Fors! Considering that Fors has rarely made a move since entering the school, every time he has made a move, it has been earth-shattering.

Everyone considered a prominent figure in the class had been beaten up by this opponent, even Teacher Wu was beaten until she vomited blood. Even worse, some thought of Fors's Buddha's Fury Lotus; with that attack, it was questionable whether they could even find Ash.

Realizing the seriousness of the situation, many students' legs began to feel weak. Although teachers would likely watch over them to prevent injury, what if…?

"Huh? What's that?" Nan Fusheng, who was walking at the back of the group, suddenly noticed something strange.

Ye Xinglan was walking at the very back of the group. Her face was abnormally pale, and she even needed Xu Lizhi's slight support to walk steadily.

"Is this excessive indulgence?" A little girl driving a big vehicle, and a human bomb vehicle like Xu Lizhi's? That's pretty extreme!

Well, Nan Fusheng could guess the real reason, since Tang Wulin, being a fellow work-study student, had no intention of hiding it from him. "It seems they really have completed part of the battle armor production process."

The Sparring Arena is Shrek Academy's most frequently used facility. On weekdays, anyone can use it to compete by consuming contribution points.

The biggest advantage of the sparring arena is that it can prevent internal energy from leaking out. At the same time, there will be healing-type Soul Masters of at least the seventh ring level from the academy monitoring the arena to treat the injured at any time and protect the safety of the participants as much as possible.

When the students of Class 1, Grade 1 arrived at the sparring arena, they saw a person standing on the arena.

She wore a light green dress, looking clean, elegant, and full of life. She was extremely beautiful with a lovely face. Her long, dark green hair cascaded down her back.

She was tall and slender, with a face that looked to be around thirty years old, possessing inner strength and a gentle smile.

Upon seeing her, Shen Yi and Wu Changkong quickly stepped forward and bowed together in greeting.

"Your Majesty."

"No need for such formalities, get up quickly," the woman said with a smile.

"Everyone has seen His Holiness the Holy Spirit Douluo," Wu Changkong said coldly.

"Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li?" Nan Fusheng wondered to himself after hearing Wu Changkong's words from behind.

Holy Spirit Douluo? That title sounds really powerful! It's just a bit ambiguous, considering there's a Holy Spirit Cult secretly stirring things up.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Led by Wu Siduo, all the students of Class 1, Grade 1 bowed in unison.

The Holy Spirit Douluo smiled slightly, "The purpose of the sparring arena is to exchange skills, but you should also try your best to unleash your potential and improve yourself. Alright, I'll leave this to you." Her body floated up gracefully without any trace of malice and landed on a high stool at the edge of the sparring arena.

Wu Changkong turned to the group of students and said in a deep voice, "This class-wide selection competition will be conducted in accordance with the principles of openness, fairness, and impartiality. The class is currently divided into eighteen groups, and the competition will be held by drawing lots shortly. It will be a single-elimination tournament."

Today we will determine the strongest team, who will represent our class in an exchange match against Class 1 of Grade 2 in four days. The exchange of minor professions will be conducted by the minor profession class committee members. We will now begin the draw.

Shrek Academy is Shrek Academy; although it was only the first group competition, sparks quickly flew. Every match was exciting and had its own highlights.

Once the match truly began, everyone realized that the Holy Spirit Douluo sitting on the sidelines was actually the referee for today's match. That's right, the referee.

Whenever the outcome of a match is decided, or when someone is about to suffer a serious injury, this person will intervene. Moreover, it's done remotely.

Soft beams of light will fall on the field at just the right time, either to end the match or to rescue the injured.

What's truly astonishing is the sheer power of this Holy Spirit Douluo's healing abilities. By the end of the first round of the competition, everyone who had been injured during the match had completely recovered.

The first round of nine matches took more than an hour to finish.

However, all of this was irrelevant to Nan Fusheng's team, because their opponents gave up immediately upon seeing Fors. After all, it would be fine if they could put up a fight, but being unilaterally crushed was just not worth it.

In the second round of the draw, since nine groups advanced, one group would inevitably receive a bye. And this time, the group receiving the bye was none other than Nan Fusheng's group.

In the third round of the draw, Nan Fusheng's group received a bye again.

The other students' expressions turned strange. Was this really fair and just? Why did Nan Fusheng's group get skipped twice? This was blatant cheating!

However, few people raised any objections. After all, they were more than happy to avoid meeting Fors, as this would at least give them a chance to showcase themselves.

When she heard that Nan Fusheng's three-person team had received a bye for two consecutive rounds, even the Holy Spirit Douluo raised her head with interest and looked at the last three teams. How could she not feel the change in atmosphere?

(End of this chapter)