Chapter 312: Bai Jing Joins the Senior Exchange Competition

Guan Bei glared silently.

He hadn't even enjoyed his pride for a few days before these worthless brats slapped him hard in the face—how could he be in a good mood?

"Senior Lu Jun, even you lost?"

This Lu Jun was a fourth-year senior; Bai Jing had once sparred with him~, and his strength was very impressive!

He actually fell in the elimination round—that was beyond his wildest expectations!

Of course, back then, the two had merely exchanged blows in practice, not fought seriously.

Lu Jun chuckled bitterly: "I didn't want to lose, but my opponent was just too strong!"

"Who?"

"Long Shaoyun!"

Bai Jing stared at him in disbelief. "You're so unlucky!"

Lu Jun wanted to cry—who wouldn't? To run into the strongest opponent right in the elimination round? No one could have worse luck!

"And then? You three were the same?"

The three seniors nodded gloomily; otherwise, with their strength, how could they have failed to pass even the first round?

Guan Bei sighed: "Perhaps the Freshman Competition drained all our luck—reality is what it is, we must face it."

"Rather than keep complaining about fate, why not decide who gets the resurrection slot?"

"This…"

The four seniors exchanged glances; if they could, they would all gladly claim this precious opportunity.

Teacher Yuan Bin said: "Give it to Lu Jun—he's the strongest among the four."

Tang Ji objected: "That's unfair to the other three. Let them decide by combat!"

"What's the difference?"

"Of course there's a difference—their strengths are nearly equal; Lu Jun isn't guaranteed to beat them again!"

"You've got a point, but it's too troublesome. How about a vote? Or let them decide among themselves?"

At that moment, Bai Jing timidly raised his hand.

"What do you want to say?"

"What I want to say is—give the resurrection slot to me!"

"You?"

Everyone stared at him in shock!

Guan Bei and Zhuge Chaoyue's eyes lit up!

Yuan Bin snapped: "Are you messing around? This is a senior competition—what are you, a freshman, doing here?"

Bai Jing countered: "Is there a rule saying freshmen can't join the senior competition?"

"This…"

Yuan Bin froze. "Actually… there isn't such a rule!"

"Then isn't that settled?"

Bai Jing turned to the four seniors: "I'm truly sorry to you all, but this is all for the school's honor—surely you seniors understand?"

The four exchanged glances; they were naturally unconvinced and didn't want to agree.