The Lord of Douluo

The school's broadcast was then used to summon all the students and instructors.

After hearing the broadcast, the entire Martial Spirit Hall's students and instructors also all arrived on the scene, but they were all a little curious as to what the headmaster had to announce.

"Quiet, students, I have something to announce." When everyone had all arrived, Mammoth Douluo shouted from the stage, gesturing for the crowd to quiet down.

He quickly spoke, "From today onwards, our academy is adding a new promotion rule."

"All students of our Martial Spirit Hall can participate in the Heavenly and Earthly Rankings."

"At the same time, as long as a student of the beginner class is in the top thirty on the Earth Ranking List, they can advance to the intermediate class without taking the traditional promotion exam."

"And the students of the intermediate class, who also rush to the top thirty on the Heavenly Ranking List, can directly advance to the advanced class."

The cadets below looked at each other in disagreement at this.

This change didn't mean much to their advanced class students, as they were already in the advanced class and had nowhere else to go if they wanted to move up.

As for the intermediate and beginner class students, most of them were also largely unmoved.

This was because whether it was the Earth Ranking 30 or the Heaven Ranking 30, it was too difficult for them.

It was indeed a great opportunity, but to them, their abilities didn't seem to be enough to help them pass the assessment.

So many academies were feeling very sorry in their own hearts.

Only, the Saint Son was different.

Thinking of this, many people present couldn't help but place their gazes on Chen Yang's body.

After all, Chen Yang was stronger, and the abilities he had shown in the last battle were still vivid in the minds of the crowd even now.

Therefore, they could not help but begin to think that if the person participating in this kind of battle was not someone else, but Chen Yang, perhaps he really had some chance.

"Alright, the rules have been announced. The next thing to be determined is the participants."

"Since this month's Earth Ranking Competition has already ended, all of the junior class participants have already been decided, so if you want to participate again, you have to wait until next month."

"And the Heavenly Ranking Competition hasn't started yet, so the intermediate class students who want to give it a try can sign up at Teacher Luo's place. Today just happens to be the day before the Heavenly Ranking Competition, and the participants all need to draw lots, so if you want to participate, you should hurry up."

Mammoth Douluo looked at all the students below and spoke to them.

"I'll participate!"

"I'm in!"

Many of the intermediate class students quickly made their choices after some thought, this was an opportunity to try as much as they could, and if they lost, it would just be a mere cut and lose, they had nothing to lose.

However, if they won, they could indeed directly enter the advanced class, so naturally they would not waste this opportunity.

"Teacher Luo, I want to sign up as well." Chen Yang quickly signed up as well.

He knew that this new rule was mostly a teacher who had made it specifically for himself, so he naturally couldn't waste her efforts.

Everyone quickly completed their registration, and after that, all that had to be done was the lottery session.

This session, one student was extremely nervous in their own mind.

After all, the Heavenly Ranking Competition itself had a high degree of randomness.

Unless those who possessed absolute strength were experts, every other student's ranking was related to their luck.

For example, Xiaoming possessed the 50th power of the Heavenly Ranking, while Crimson possessed the 60th power of the Heavenly Ranking.

But in the Heavenly Ranking Competition, Xiaoming drew lots to be the number one expert in the Heavenly Ranking, while Crimson drew lots to be the number seventy student in the Heavenly Ranking.

So the final result would be slightly more dramatic.

Obviously, Xiaoming was stronger, but because the opponent he ran into was too strong, he was unable to complete the promotion.

On the other hand, although Little Red's own ability was weaker, but because she ran into weaker opponents, she was able to advance at the end instead.

Therefore, the Heavenly Ranking Competition itself had a certain amount of randomness.

But Chen Yang's was clearly a winning insulator.

He quickly went on stage and drew the number ninety-nine.

When Chen Yang revealed the number he had drawn, all the teachers and academies in the arena went into shock.

This was because they remembered that Ye Zhuang, the number one in the Heavenly Ranking, had drawn a number of one hundred, and he happened to fight Chen Yang in the first round.

Chapter 54 - Adversary, it really is Adversary!

Seeing this, the brows of all the students and teachers present were completely furrowed.

"The Saint Son actually drew Ye Zhuang..."

"That's a pity, with Saint Son's strength, there would have been quite a few chances against others. But he drew Ye Zhuang in preference, hey, his luck is too bad."

They involuntarily sighed.

Ye Zhuang's strength was recognized, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to sit at the top of their Martial Spirit Hall Academy's Heavenly Ranking.

Therefore, once Chen Yang drew this opponent, all the students and teachers present had basically seen the result.

In their opinion, even though Saint Son was talented, he was only a six year old child after all.

Ye Zhuang, on the other hand, was different.

He was already a twenty year old youth, and he was a genius with an innate soul of ninth grade, and his own talent wasn't weak.

That was why he was able to become a fourth ring soul master at the age of twenty.

Saint Son was greatly inferior to him, both in terms of hard strength and battle experience.

There was basically no chance of winning.

That was why all the students and teachers present felt extremely sorry.

"Hey, Saint Son's hand is too bad." The Mammoth Douluo also sighed involuntarily.

His greatest fear was that this would happen.

Saint Son's talent and strength were indeed very good.

But his age was still too young after all.

So he wasn't considered the top within the Martial Spirit Hall Academy, and this kind of competition was again very dependent on luck, so if his luck was bad and he shot a top strength expert, he would definitely lose.

The mammoth Douluo could only shake his head, "It seems that it can only be tried next month, and against Ye Zhuang, Saint Son has no chance of winning."