Chapter 647: Rookie Tournament (20)

Hua Yuyin... Zhou Lue...

They were all famous figures in the academy.

Their results in the opening test were all quite good.

Today he'd also seen Lang Hu's strength firsthand.

Teaming up with them was indeed a very good choice.

Lang Hu saying his group was top-tier wasn't false modesty.

After all, Zhou Lue and Yuan Zhao were on the same level.

They had taken 2nd and 3rd place respectively in the opening test.

And that female student Hua Yuyin was also extremely strong—she'd taken 4th.

Lang Hu was also in the top 10.

One could say the only group that could compare with theirs was Yuan Zhao's group.

The final exam was in three months.

The new Lingzhu of the Eighth Academy would carry out their first team battle.

Normally it was a five-person team.

Going out to conquer.

Unlike the monthly exam's campaigns, which were Territory Worlds the instructors had specially selected with moderate difficulty.

And the instructors would also provide protection.

But the final exam's team campaign was a real battlefield.

Without the instructors' protection, everything would be decided by the Lingzhu themselves.

It was called an exam, but it could really be considered a true expedition.

More dangerous, but the gains would also be greater.

If a decision went wrong, the whole team could be wiped out.

But even so, there was no helping it.

A Lingzhu had to stand on his own in the end—instructors couldn't protect them forever.

Besides, this final exam had also reduced the difficulty.

After all, going out as a team was already much safer than going out alone.

Under these circumstances, some powerful teammates were indeed needed.

But there was still plenty of time, and Zhao Chi didn't want to decide right now.

So he answered, "I'm not sure yet. After all, there are still over three months left. I still want to decide at the very end. It won't affect you, will it?"

Lang Hu laughed and said, "No problem. We'll keep a spot for you. If you don't come, we have plenty of substitutes."

"That's good then."

Lang Hu asked in a low voice, "Zhao Chi, I heard your family has already fully attached itself to Zhao Quan's side?"

Zhao Chi didn't answer directly.

He just brushed it off with a single line.

Lang Hu nodded. "No matter what, it doesn't matter. After all, plenty of families attach themselves to nobles. Cao Feng's family has always wanted to attach themselves to a noble too, but no noble pays them any attention at all."

Zhao Chi smiled and didn't say much.

Although Lang Hu had said that, those rebel forces outside still made Zhao Chi a little worried.

Lang Hu said, "The reason I called you here was still to invite you to team up. Since I've already finished talking with you, I won't take up any more of your rest time. Good luck in the battle later—may you take the championship."

Zhao Chi nodded. "Alright, let's keep in touch then."

"Mm, see you."

Zhao Chi didn't return to his territory.

Instead, he went to find Zhao Huai and the others.

Zhao Huai and Zhao Jiao were resting at Battlefield 1.

They weren't competitors, so they didn't have the authority to teleport back to their territory.

Lu Hong was also sitting nearby, chatting with them.

The three of them ate virtual set meals and chatted, very comfortable.

Zhao Chi also stopped a worker in a maid outfit and bought a cup of virtual juice.

"Alright, Mr. Would you like ice?"

"Extra ice."

"Here you go, sir. That'll be 5 copper coins altogether."

After all, they were virtual items—very cheap.

Zhao Chi drank his juice and walked over.

There were quite a lot of people around—probably over 5,000.

Seeing Zhao Chi, they immediately crowded around him.

"Zhao Chi, can you still win this match? I want to hear one word from you. If you say you can win, I'll still bet on you!"

"Brother Zhao Chi, I was ignorant before and kept betting on your opponents. I was wrong. Do you have confidence in this battle? If you have confidence, then I'll bet everything on you this time. That way I can make back some of my losses."

"Big shot Zhao Chi, Jiang Die uses all female elves, but I see you also use all female soldiers. They're ranged though—won't that put you at a bit of a disadvantage?"

"Zhao Chi, Zhao Chi, give me an autograph."

Zhao Chi kept a polite distance from them.

Because he saw two women wearing pale yellow silk stockings approaching.