Ultimate Devouring Evolution

October 15, afternoon.

The freshman assessment officially begins.

The freshman assessment is divided into two parts.

Theoretical assessment and practical assessment.

The average score of the theoretical assessment and the average score of the actual combat assessment are added together and then averaged, which is the final score of the class.

In the afternoon, the theoretical examination will be conducted first.

Regarding the theoretical assessment, Zhang Fan was still a little guilty.

After all, he himself doesn't understand any theories. These scumbags are all self-taught from beginning to end. Naturally, they are not as deep as those students in other classes who have special theoretical teachers to explain.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, after the exam, it will be reviewed by the computer.

Soon, the results will be counted.

The first place is the meteor class with 92.5 points.

Second place, Rocket Class, 90.3 points.

As for the slag class, it only scored 83.3, ranking sixth among all classes in the first grade, almost equivalent to the second last.

Sima Yu deliberately checked the scores of the slag class.

When he saw that the slag class was only the second to last, he gave a disdainful chuckle.

The second-to-last result, even if the slag class has better results in the next actual combat assessment, it can only be ranked third on average in the end.

And his meteor class is now ranked first, and the next actual battle will undoubtedly be the first.

The champion is already in his pocket.

The excellent teachers in the whole district are also in his pocket.

As for that Yu Deliang, after seeing the results of the slag class, he was also overjoyed.

I didn't expect the theory of the scumbag class to be so scumbag.

Then even if the slag class is very strong, I'm afraid they can only get third place at most.

And his rocket class is a well-deserved second place.

The excellent teacher in his own district seems to be back again!

...

In fact, Zhang Fan was quite satisfied with the result.

After all, this group of guys all rely on self-study, and it is not bad to be able to get the second last in the exam.

However, according to this result, it is still quite difficult to win the championship.

According to the regulations of the practical examination:

Each student has 80 points of original points, win a game, plus 10 points, lose a game, deduct 10 points.

If it is a "second kill" opponent - that is to say, if you defeat the enemy with one move, add 20 points.

And if it is "seckilled", twenty points will be deducted.

In the end, the average score of all the students is the result of the actual combat assessment in the class.

And there is only one way to win the championship.

Zhang Fan summoned the students of the slag class.

He glanced at everyone, and finally said: "Did you see it, you scumbags? This is your theoretical achievement. Even saying that you are scumbags thinks highly of you."

The students all lowered their heads.

No one shifted the responsibility to Zhang Fan.

They just feel that they have not learned well.

Zhang Fan went on to say, "You still want to win the championship with only this level of achievement in theory? Zhuge Liang, you are the first place in the freshman assessment. I'm afraid it will be ruined?"

Zhuge Liang frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"Four famous scumbags, who told me that the freshman assessment has to be admitted to the top 100? Who said that after the freshmen assessment, the scumbag class brand will be removed and the scumbag badge will be worn on my chest?"

The four young masters also lowered their heads.

"Who promised me that after using my cell enhancer and sub-biological space, I will definitely bring the champion back to me?"

All the students lowered their heads.

"Scum!"

Zhang Fan said.

Those students actually did not expect that their theory could be so low.

If it was promised at the beginning, it sounds like a joke now.

Zhang Fan paused for a moment, and seeing that the students' emotions were almost mobilized by him, he said, "However, if you want to win the championship, it's not like you don't have a chance."

A group of students raised their heads one after another, with hopeful eyes shining in their eyes.

"Teacher, tell us quickly,

How to do? "

"Mr. Zhang, in order to win the championship, you ask us to do anything!"

"Teacher, we will definitely win the championship back!"

The students clenched their fists one by one and shouted.

Zhang Fan said: "I did the math. Now the scores of other classes are too high, while the scores of our class are too low. If we want to win the championship, we must try our best to improve the actual combat scores of our class and lower the scores of other classes." The class's actual combat score. According to the rules of the game, if you kill your opponent in seconds, you will get 20 points, and your opponent will lose 20 points. So I ask you, no matter which game, no matter who the opponent is, give me..."

Having said that, Zhang Fan glanced at all the students and paused.

All the students got excited when they heard this: "Seckill! Seckill! Seckill!"

"That's right, spike!"

Zhang Fan responded: "Take out your vigor in dealing with zombies and monsters, and kill them all in seconds. If anyone can't kill their opponents in seconds, get out of the scumbag class!"

All the students were shocked when they heard this.

According to the current number of students, everyone will have at least five competitions.

All five games required instant kills, the request was too perverted.

If they run into someone whose level is lower than their own, or at the same level, they can still kill them in seconds.

But what if you encounter a high-level one?

For example, what about the level 8 quasi-warrior who just happened to meet in the meteor class?

Zhang Fan sneered, and said, "If you really meet that level 8 quasi-warrior from Meteor Class, you'll have to instantly kill him."

All the students were taken aback.

When encountering level 8 quasi-martialists, whether they can do it well is a question, but why do they want to kill them even more?

Zhang Fan said: "When you meet a level 8 quasi-warrior, the first move is the best chance. If you can't kill him with one move, then it's almost impossible for you to beat him."

Everyone's heart trembled.

The teacher is right, when you meet a strong opponent, if you can't kill them in one move, then it will be very difficult to defeat them.

But having said that, most of them are level 6 quasi-warriors, and it is really difficult for them to kill a level 8 quasi-warrior in seconds.

At nine o'clock in the morning, the entire playground was crowded with people.

All the 500 freshmen participating in the competition have already lined up and stood in the middle of the playground.

Students of other grades gathered around the playground to watch the game.

In the middle of the playground, 10 arenas have been set up.

On the east side of the playground, there is a rostrum.

Just like in Zhang Fan's previous world, when any event was held, the leaders would beep for a long time.

The beeps made the students impatient, and the game started.

I saw that the top 20 students drawn by lottery put on special competition uniforms and special weapons for the competition.

This kind of competition suit can be regarded as a kind of protective gear, and ordinary knives and arrows can't hurt the contestants at all.

But at the same time, the game server will record the data of attacks such as swords and swords, and combine it with the physical data of the contestants to calculate the damage caused by each attack to the contestants.

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