Chapter 313

Clan members with outstanding talent were kept within the clan to be trained, while those without talent would report to university in the proper order.

After all......

The heritage of a long-established clan was in no way inferior to that of a top-tier university.

Just like her, having not gone to university and instead receiving training directly within the clan, was Zhou Donger beside her.

Although their fathers did not get along with each other, the relationship between the two girls was quite good.

"Uncle Heng, the Zhou Yi you mentioned yesterday is down there?"

Zhou Donger's beautiful eyes scanned the competition grounds below, the iciness on her pretty face remaining unchanged.

"Donger, I told you before we came, don't call him by his name directly; by seniority he is your brother!"

Zhou Heng's brow furrowed slightly.

"Hmph, if he wants to be my brother, he'll have to show he really has the strength for it!"

Zhou Donger said with a light snort.

The Zhou clan, with its several-hundred-year history, had many branches and leaves; if one really counted, she did not know how many older male cousins she had.

But within the clan, there really were not many people who could make her willingly call out a single 'brother'!

"Donger is right; the beloved daughter of the clan leader, how could she casually call someone brother."

The lean, slightly grey-haired man at the side said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Heng's brow furrowed even more.

Still, he also knew that Zhou Donger was the apple of clan leader Zhou Yuan's eye, so it was normal for her to have pride.

So he simply dropped the matter, pointing at Arena No. 6 below and saying:

"The one wearing black light armor, with a totem stone pillar on his back, that is Zhou Yi."

The match had not yet started; at this moment, the holographic projection in midair was still locked on the host's platform.

The audience could only rely on their own eyes to observe the situation at the arenas below.

Because the venue was extremely large, the spectator seats were at least several hundred meters away from the arenas.

Ordinary people, relying on their eyes alone, simply could not see clearly.

However, Zhou Lin and Zhou Donger were respectively Level 18 and Level 19 professionals.

Following the direction Zhou Heng pointed, they indeed saw a tall youth, one meter ninety in height, step onto Arena No. 6.

"Regardless of his strength, his looks are quite handsome."

The gentle Zhou Lin's delicate brows lifted slightly, and Zhou Donger beside her was also slightly surprised.

Even for them, who had seen no few outstanding young talents, they had to admit that Zhou Yi's looks and bearing belonged to the very top tier......

"Arriving just in time for Zhou Yi's first match, looks like our luck isn't bad."

"We can just see the strength of this number one newcomer of Suhang!"

Zhou Heng said with a smile.

Although before this, a great deal of intelligence had indicated that Zhou Yi was a combat genius.

After all, hearing is not as good as seeing.

Only by truly seeing it could he set his mind at ease.

"How much strength can a heavy-support Holy Knight have?"

Zhou Donger, for her part, did not hold much expectation for this.

After all, just like a Priest, the Holy Knight was merely a support class.

At most, it could take a few more hits than a Priest.

"Hehe, Donger, this is where you're wrong."

"So what if it's the Holy Knight class? As long as Zhou Yi really has 10 points of bloodline concentration, we have plenty of ways to let him change class!"

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The lean man at the side spoke up.

For ordinary professionals, once they changed class, the class could no longer be altered.

But for the Zhou clan, as long as Zhou Yi's bloodline concentration was high enough, they could definitely let him change to another class!

"10 degrees...... Is Zhou Yi's bloodline concentration really that high?"

Zhou Lin remained skeptical about this.

After all, as the ones with the highest Frost bloodline concentration among the clan's younger generation, she and Zhou Donger were only 3.2 degrees and 3.4 degrees respectively.

"Let's talk about the bloodline concentration later, the match is about to start......"

As the contestants entered, on the ten arenas below, the energy shields slowly rose.

At the same time, waves of cheers and shouts immediately rang out from the surrounding spectator seats:

"Yu Hang!! Go for it!"

"Liu Jie!! Take the first round!!"

"......"

The first batch of the singles matches was, in fact, the first appearance for most of the contestants.

The names being shouted were, for the most part, the contestants' own relatives and friends.

In fact, quite a few voices were cheering for Zhou Yi.

Looking closely, the ones starting these voices were mostly young maidens......

Arena No. 6.

Across from the fully armed Zhou Yi stood a tall youth wearing light armor and gripping a longsword.

"I know you, the Holy Knight captain of Suhang University."

"But you actually didn't forfeit, and instead chose to participate in the match."

"Looks like my luck isn't bad — the first one I pick up is a soft persimmon..."

Looking at Zhou Yi, this tall youth's face was full of ease.

Support-class professions being weak in actual combat is well known.

Why did only 87 people ultimately participate in the singles match?

That's because 13 priests or meat-shield tanks chose to forfeit!!

At this moment, seeing that his opponent was the Holy Knight-class Zhou Yi, this youth naturally felt victory was in his grasp.

He of course knew Zhou Yi was the captain of Suhang University.

But what of it?

He was likewise the captain of Chuannan University, a level 19 Knight!!

One must know that the Knight class is an absolute damage-dealing position!

Facing a Holy Knight, it was bound to be a one-sided crushing!

"All students, please ready your equipment — the match is about to begin!"

"3!"

"2!"

"1!"

"Begin!!"

As the holographic countdown on Arena No. 6 ended.

This tall, broad-shouldered Knight raised his longsword, aimed at Zhou Yi dozens of meters ahead, and said with an aloof expression:

"If you surrender now, I can let you lose with some digni—"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yi, who had been in his line of sight ahead, suddenly vanished.

"What? Such fast speed!"

The tall youth was instantly shocked.

At the same time, an intensely dangerous feeling came from behind him, making his hair stand on end!

"Not good!!"

The tall youth spun around sharply, his right hand's longsword swiftly crossing to guard directly in front of him.

"Straight Fist Charge!"