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What is the concept of "ten thousand volumes"? Even if all the martial arts have been distributed, and all military bases above C-level have been distributed, there are still thousands of books left, placed in the study of this great Royal class power, becoming dust. The man treated this matter with the same stubborn and persistent attitude as Luo Fan, which is the greatest respect for the departed friend.
After waiting for a hundred years, I finally found someone who can master the Heavenly Steps Technique created by Luo Fan.
At this moment, the man smiled and said slowly:
"Luo Fan, the person you've been waiting for has finally appeared after a hundred years."
"If you were aware under the spring, you should be very happy, right?"
"I didn't expect that in a small place like Jiangzhou, another kid who can comprehend Shared Origin Flow has appeared just like you. I hope he can live up to expectations and take the final step that you didn't take."
"Unfortunately, I don't have much time left. I hope to have the chance to see this kid grow up."
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Su Bai had no idea that he was being noticed by someone in the Royal class.
For the next twenty days, Su Bai immersed himself in the library, diligently studying the unique talents of the beast tamer.
Just the first Shared Origin Flow took a long time.
Although the system directly rewarded Su Bai, since reading this book, Su Bai understood that he had not yet fully developed the function of Shared Origin Flow.
Take the shared life force for example, currently Su Bai does not possess the Shared Origin Flow he has mastered.
According to the book, the connection channel between oneself and domesticated animals is not wide enough to allow vitality to transmit. While Su Bai was practicing in the library, the popularity of the inter-school competition gradually increased with the passage of time. In addition, the recent attack by wild beasts on humans from myriad ethnic groups resulted in countless deaths and injuries, causing great grief and indignation. The convening of this inter-school competition seems to have provided the masses with an outlet for their emotions.
"According to the military news, all proceeds from the ticket sales of the Inter-school Competition will be used as resources rewards for the winning students' practice. Watching the Inter-school Competition is supporting the growth of the children!"
"Let's go buy tickets for the Inter-school Competition!"
"My child was killed by those beasts in the Battlefield of Myriad Tribes. I cannot personally take up arms at the Ten Thousand Nations Battlefield to avenge my child, but I can buy tickets to support these group of martial students in their practice!"
Tickets for the Inter-school Competition went on sale a week in advance, but astonishingly, within just half a day, tens of thousands of tickets for each venue were sold out! The staff were sweating profusely, shouting through megaphones, "Everyone! The tickets for the Inter-school Competition are sold out! Please go home!"
"Although you can't see it live, there will be a free live broadcast on the Dragon Kingdom Military Channel!"
Instantly, the crowd became unhappy. They were part of the Dragon Kingdom, and the children of the Dragon Kingdom were ruthlessly slaughtered by ferocious beasts. They wanted to contribute to their country and support these children in any way they could!
"Watch a damn livestream! Even if I can't buy a seat, give me a standing ticket! I won't watch a free livestream!"
"There aren't enough tickets, and you're raising the prices, are you stupid? The more resources for the kids' training, the better!"
"We common folks can endure some hardship, but for these kids going to the battlefield, we must support them no matter what!"
"Why should live streaming be free? Can't we afford to pay for it? Tell your leaders that I want to charge live streaming fees based on ticket prices!"
The staff looked at the ordinary people with their faces to the ground, and their expressions were extremely vivid.
Here, everyone claims to have money, but in reality, there is hardly anyone who is truly wealthy.
The vast majority are ordinary people who earn less than 3,000 yuan a month.
A ticket costs 500 yuan.
For an ordinary person, this 500 yuan is enough to buy a decent outfit, but they are unwilling to do so. Even though many people's clothes have turned white from washing, they still wear them.
But in terms of the overall interests of the human race and supporting the cultivation of students, they are unwavering! The staff's hearts were infected by this emotion, and even their eyes unconsciously began to redden. Holding the microphone, they comforted, "Folks, we won't charge for the livestream. Everyone should maintain rational consumption!"
Suddenly an old man erupted in anger, shouting, "Rationality my foot! The kids have died in battle, what can us old men do with our money still intact!"
"Quick, inform your leader to hurry up and print the tickets for me! The printer is smoking from all the printing, I'll make him reimburse me for the printer!"
The staff sighed helplessly, not knowing how to persuade the crowd for a moment, and said anxiously, "But the audience seats are limited, it's impossible to accommodate so many people. It's better for everyone to go home and watch the live broadcast!" But the crowd paid no attention to this and just wanted to buy tickets, wanting to contribute a little for the children.
"After buying the ticket, if I can't get in, it's my own fault, not yours!"
"I solemnly declare that I spent five hundred yuan to buy the ticket just because I think the ticket design is very beautiful. Whether I can watch the game or not has nothing to do with you!"
"Go back and print the ticket! Don't stand here and complain to me!"
"If the printer is not smoking, don't bother me!"
Invasion of the myriad races is a disaster for the entire human race, and no one is standing by in this catastrophe.
Time flies, and it's quickly approaching the final three-day countdown to the Inter-school Competition.
Su Bai, who was originally still in the library, suddenly received a call from The old principal. asking all the participants to gather in the office.
This is the first gathering of the ten contestants in over half a month. When Su Bai walked into the principal's office, the other participating students had already arrived, and everyone's gaze turned to Su Bai. Just as The old principal. was about to speak, he couldn't help but feel that something was off when he glanced at Su Bai.
Upon careful observation, the old principal's heart skipped a beat as he stared at Su Bai, as if he were looking at a monster. "Su Bai, you... you've been promoted to Intermediate level bronze?" The old principal was two major realms higher than Su Bai, and he could naturally see through Su Bai's aura fluctuations at a glance.
But how long did it take for Su Bai to be promoted to Bronze level? In less than a month, he actually directly advanced to the Intermediate level bronze! So that's why his eyes looked so shocked when he looked at Su Bai, even though he knew the answer, he still wanted to hear Su Bai confirm it again. Upon hearing the old principal's words, the seniors who had some resentment towards Su Bai for being the last one to arrive at the office also looked at Su Bai in disbelief.
White Frost frowned and said, "Principal, are you mistaken? How is this possible?"
Wang Qingqing echoed, "Yeah, even if Su Bai has great talent, he's only in his first semester of freshman year. How could he advance so quickly? All of us senior sisters are only at Intermediate Level Bronze. You must be mistaken, Principal!"
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