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Chapter 3 Victims and Special Techniques

When the news was announced, the originally extremely quiet team began to whisper.

"Why are you regrouping? Didn't you sort it out before?" Han Sheng had some questions, and everyone also had them.

"No wonder the rules have changed this time, it seems that this is one of the changes."

"The key is to see how to group. I hope it's not that the combat power gap is too large, otherwise it will be miserable."

"What if I reassign someone with less strength than myself?"

"It makes sense. I only have 30% of the winning rate in that group."

......

Discussions are endless, and some people choose to maintain an optimistic attitude, but more so choose to be pessimistic.

Han Sheng frowned. Since he had been regrouped, it existed in a new solution. No matter how this solution changed, it would definitely be different from before.

According to the previous rules, this is nothing. Even if you can’t win, you will admit defeat.

But the problem is that this is related to the monthly exam results, the monthly exam results are related to resources, and resources are related to strength...

That is a two-star spiritual pill, whose value is far above the one-star spiritual pill, and the market price is as high as tens of thousands per pill. Not to mention ordinary families, even wealthy families may not be able to afford it, unless the children of those big families.

"Yunjing, let me hear who is talking again, today's battle will be directly denied."

"I have said it a long time ago, don't question the school's decision. Let's talk about it if you have any questions." Wang Dabiao reminded him patiently, looked at the group list in his hand and frowned.

I am really confused about this new grouping and I don’t know what the school is thinking. If this happens, isn’t it destined that the strong will always be strong and the weak will always be weak?

This is very unfavorable for long-term development.

"Zhang Shen vs. Wang Yangming." Wang Dabiao shouted out the first group.

Confused, full of doubts, Zhang Shen was confused, Wang Yangming was confused, especially Wang Yangming, whose face was like a person who had eaten shit, which made people feel uncomfortable.

With the previous warning, even if everyone has doubts in their hearts, they dare not question it.

Han Sheng was also very confused about this. There was obviously unfairness in grouping like this. There was no suspense competition. What improvement could it be achieved?

Zhang Shen, the number one in the Ninth Class, possessed by five-star sergeant, has unlimited potential. He was only eighteen years old and his combat power reached 91. This combat power, in previous years, was also a very strong existence.

Wang Yangming, with a mid-level level, had a score of 29 in the last monthly exam, possessed by a one-star sergeant, and his combat power was only 39. If his academic performance was not good, he would probably be similar to his ranking.

This strange grouping becomes even more strange in the next moment.

"Ma Kexin vs. Liu Wenxing."

This time, it was a battle of equal strength. If it were like this at the beginning, no one would think there was any problem. With the first group there, the second group would appear abrupt.

As the grouping gradually became clear, Han Sheng gradually summarized the rules.

Eight of the top ten are all assigned to mid- and lower-level opponents, and there are still two left that are not allocated, while the rest are all equally strong, or they are a little different, but they are definitely not able to win.

When you reach this point, if you don’t understand what it means, you can drop out of school and go back to take a shower and go to bed.

This is very obvious. The school wants to ensure the top ten and allow them to get the resources for June more stably. But that's the case...

"Gao Lei vs. Han Sheng." Han Sheng suddenly heard his name while thinking.

Oh no, I was thinking about those classmates who were treated unfairly, but I didn’t expect that the next moment, this matter would fall on me.

Gao Lei, a four-star sergeant, a child of the Gao family, has a combat power of up to 89. The ninth squad is really third, and the gap is very big between the fourth, and his grades are even more closely followed by the second.

If the cultural course grades were not a little worse and were steadily second, it would be equivalent to the battle competition that he would have to fight against the second place in the whole class, how could he win?

Must lose!

Even if there is a technique like a fatal blow, there is no hope of winning.

For a moment, Han Sheng felt dizzy and could not make it to the top twenty. If he deducted ten more, there would be no hope.

In the past, when the gap in resource allocation was not very large, there was still hope of catching up with it when working hard.

Now, the difference is only seven stars, which means killing seven more primary ghosts than others.

Not to mention that there are very few primary ghosts near the city. Even if there are abundant primary ghosts, it will take enough time and spiritual power to kill them.

In this way, you can only be left far away by the top twenty.

Why? Why do you have to become a victim?

Han Sheng shouted in his heart, but he didn't dare to shout out loud. Now he remains silent, and there is still a glimmer of opportunity. Once he is questioned, he will be directly sentenced to lose and there will be no hope.

This is the weak.

"Why are you standing there? Come and line up quickly." Wang Dabiao scolded.

If it were normal times, he would have kicked him at such a slow speed, but now he can't bear it.

As a retired general, he has experienced too much, especially Han Sheng, who is the child. He sees how hard he works, and he becomes a victim, which makes him feel uncomfortable.

But the decision above is unquestionable. National interests are greater than anything else, and the battlefield is much more cruel than here.

Han Sheng came to his senses and replied loudly: "Yes."

Gao Lei had already stood in the team. Han Sheng walked straight over and nodded at Gao Lei, saying hello.

Just from Gao Lei's expression, Han Sheng could feel that Gao Lei had no impression of him, and what he could remember was at least the top ten in the class.

Han Sheng didn't care about this, he just stood silently, waiting for the grouping to end. At the same time, he kept thinking about how to deal with it later.

Even though he knew he would lose, he still didn't want to give up. He lost after fighting, and he gave up without fighting. The result was the same, but the essence was different.

Soon, the grouping ended and the battle officially began.

"The battle lasts for three minutes. If you beat the opponent out of the ring, or let the opponent admit defeat, you will win. If you have more than three minutes, you will get a draw, and you will not deduct points or add points."

Before the battle, Wang Dabiao added some rules.

There are 25 groups in total, one group is three minutes, and there is plenty of time.

A draw in more than three minutes?

Han Sheng felt excited. Maybe he could try it himself, what if he got a draw.

Thinking of this, Han Sheng's fighting spirit became even stronger in his eyes.

Wang Dabiao glanced at Zhang Shen with his eyes: "The first group went to the ring." After saying that, he looked at Zhang Shen again. The meaning was very obvious, so start with a gentle move.

Zhang Shen nodded. The other party had become a victim, so there was no need to do so heavily.
Chapter completed!
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