Landing in the Fantastic World

According to potential, they are divided into four classes, A, B, C, and D. It sounds like dividing students into three, six, and nine classes.

If you think about it with your toes, you can guess that Class A must be highly valued, with the strongest teachers and the best training resources.

And Ban Ding, maybe it's just a class that fends for itself, with no future at all.

The same is true for the status in the Spiritual Academy. The people in Class A are naturally superior and can bully the students in the next few classes at will.

"Isn't it too much for the Spiritual Academy to do this?"

Several students who ranked lower in the entrance examination test, they all showed dissatisfaction.

Compared with those who ranked higher, their aptitude is too ordinary, basically Ding Ban has no chance to escape.

"What's the matter? I still have to let you trash?"

Feng Weitian showed disdain, and said sarcastically: "It's really a good idea for the spirit courtyard to do this, so that I won't be in the same class as you trash."

"You...how can you speak so badly!"

When Feng Weitian spoke a piece of garbage and shut up and yelled like a piece of garbage, they all blushed and were extremely aggrieved.

Feng Weitian sneered and said, "Calling you trash is already flattering you. In my eyes, you are not as good as trash."

The group of lower-ranked students were humiliated, but because of Feng Weitian's strength and the power of the family, they could only squeeze their fists tightly, forcefully suppressed their anger, and swallowed their anger.

Seeing their cowardice, Feng Weitian felt even more proud, and he swept his eyes around.

When he saw Mu Yu standing at the back of the crowd, he showed a sneer: "You, a related party, will soon reveal your true colors, and then not only will you lose all your face, but you will also lose your face." The face of Elder Qiu who brought you into the Spiritual Academy will also be completely lost."

"Until then, I see how you have the face to stay in the Northwest Spiritual Academy."

At this time, the middle-aged teacher continued to speak: "There are twenty secret rooms behind you, and an opponent of the same level as you will be automatically simulated in the secret room to fight with you."

"The Chamber of Secrets will also automatically score you according to your combat situation. Of course, the better you perform, the higher the score will naturally be."

"Okay, you enter in several groups. Now the people whose names I read are the first to enter the secret room, Zhao Yuhan, Qiao Minghan, Mu Yu..."

Both Mu Yu and Qiao Minghan were the first batch of students to enter the secret room for assessment.

After the two greeted each other, they each walked into their own secret rooms.

When Mu Yu entered the secret room, Feng Weitian and the middle-aged teacher looked at each other, and the corners of their mouths curled up, revealing an unspeakable smile.

It turned out that Feng Weitian had already colluded with this middle-aged teacher to secretly increase the difficulty of Mu Yu's secret room by ten times.

"Mu Yu, Mu Yu, this is what happens when you offend me. I want you to get zero points and become a laughing stock in the eyes of everyone in the Northwest Spiritual Academy."

Feng Weitian was already looking forward to the miserable scene of Mu Yu being maimed and kicked out of the secret room.

After Mu Yu walked into the secret room, ten projections instantly appeared in the secret room, all of them were at the seventh level of Primordial Primal Realm, comparable to Mu Yu.

"Ok?"

After seeing the picture in front of him, Mu Yu was slightly taken aback.

He remembered that the middle-aged teacher said just now that there would be an opponent with his cultivation level in the secret room.

Why did ten opponents with the same level of cultivation as him appear in front of him?

"Forget it, anyway, there is no difference between one opponent and ten opponents." Mu Yu stopped thinking about it.