Heaven Awakening Path

what is this

Students attending the Pointe Convention for the first time also began to feel fresh, but when they saw the light blooming in the air, followed by a sharp fall, they actually rushed towards their people, they were suddenly horrified.

“What's going on! ”

The students were shocked, but the flow rate fell quickly, exceeding their response speed, only to be surprised, several people had been hit by the flow of light, and there was chaos on the stage.

“Don't mess around, it's all right!” At this moment, a student in a stream of light shouted and everyone looked at him and saw the student looking down at his waist.

He had a waist medal hanging on his waist and a little waist medal for every student standing on the stage.

Waist cards are fairly ordinary, but at this point, the waist cards in the student's waist are extremely bright, and the glow is just as bright as the light that just rushed up and down the sky.

The same light appeared on several other students. The light coming out of their waist, neck and arms made them stand out from more than a hundred people at once.

Everyone familiar with the Pointe Convention is not unfamiliar with the scene, it is a choice, and students attending the Pointe Convention will be grouped in this way and then confronted. It's just that in previous years, there will always be a presentation on how to do it, and then students will stand in circles on the podium, and the direction of the light will be clear.

But this time, because Ting Wan wanted to interfere with the Windstroke Academy, he omitted a lot of steps and started directly, causing a little riot. Fortunately, at a glance, the situation quickly recovered. Ding Wen just regretted that he was still not able to interfere with the Windstroke Academy. The flag that they wrote about "catching up to the top four” has probably been raised again.

Ding Wen didn't want to look back, but suddenly there was another scream behind him.

What is it?

Dingwenton's heart is tight at times. After all, it is possible that something unexpected will happen when students panic after this sudden election. At this time, Ting Wen also couldn't bear to cover his ears and stole the bell. When he looked back in panic, he saw a stream of light, though it was traveling through the crowd.

“What's going on?” Ding Wen stunned, only a few steps back on the podium, several examiners had long heard his voice, the surprise on his face had not yet come and smoothed, looking back at Ding Wen who had returned.

Ding Wen had already changed their face and stood in front of the stone steps of the podium.

This light of choice is certainly not a normal light, it echoes the waist medal used at the Pointe Convention, divided into ten pieces at a time, selecting ten people from among the many students holding waist medals.

The current light has also locked its hitting waist, but the problem is, it can't catch up.

The waist medal itself certainly won't move, it won't catch up, it's the owner of the waist medal.

Except for Ding Wen thinks the examiners look at me, let me look at you, they all shake their heads eventually. Past choices were made in advance and students did not react in such a way that they avoided, but if they did, they were convinced that no one would ever do that.

This is not to say how astonishing the flow rate is, but the key is that the Dot Games are restricted to students, which is tantamount to limiting the level of attendance of the trainers, and whatever the speed of the flow, suppressing these students is always fast enough, and over the years, they have not even thought about making this contrast.

But right now.

Wind College, Lupin.

Who the hell is this?

You have already seen the speed of Luping long before you escaped from the fire in the woods in Ding language. It is indeed rare and unusual for a college student. But for Tin, this speed is not worth paying attention to. He did not fully control the fires in the woods at that time, after all, the identities of the two men were very different.

But Ding never thought that speed was not the full force of Luping. When he didn't do everything he could to Road Ping, it turned out that Road Ping also had room for action.

This is just a student…

Ding was a little confused, and reasonably, the two of them should never have been on a comparable horizon. At this point, however, he could not help but gauge whether his forest could burn off the fire to the level of the road if he did all he could.

Without an answer, the Ding language cannot be measured. This is a question that requires actual action in order to have an answer, which means that both sides share the autumn color equally.

Do you share the fall color with a student?

Ding thinks this is ridiculous. I'm from four colleges. I don't know how much better as a student than a general college student. And now, many years out of college, you actually share the autumn color with a student at a small college in the mountains? Even if it's just a matter of speed, there must be something wrong with Ding.

Who the hell is this?

Ding Wen, that's why I want to feel the boundaries of Luping. This was something he didn't feel necessary to do, just an ordinary student...

But after the perception, Ding's face suddenly became uglier.

Can't you feel it?

What kind of power is this intermittent way of being that he simply can't capture? never heard.

Ding Wen's eyebrows locked tight. Examiner Mu Yong seemed to know what he was thinking and came to him.

“This teenager is weird.” Muyong said.

Ding Wen did not make a statement, he waited for Mu Yong to finish his remarks.

“He is now using the power of boldness, a strange state in which, when he is not using it, he cannot perceive a single bit of it.” Muyong said.

Ding Wen's eyebrows locked deeper.

Though his strength is above Mu Yong, Mu Yong's ability to “argue” is more perceptive. The Ding text already doubted whether it was not enough to perceive itself, just embarrassed to go to Wenbei, but now, Mu Yong gave him the answer, even Mu Yong could not perceive it.

But he didn't think that the answer was not ultimate.

“It is said that even literary songs cannot be perceived.” Muyong said.

“Which Wen Gecheng? ”

Mu Yong's face was clear. Ding Wen heard this reaction, just like he did at the time, four words in summary: unbelievable.

“Which Wen Gecheng.” But he answered.

“Who said that?” Ding Wen asked.

“The kid himself.” Muyong nudged Lupin.

Lupin had stopped by then.

The currents fell and the people who were hit wanted to take measures, but no one else could take measures in time, only Luping, really flashed through the currents with speed.

Others, realizing the unimpeded synchronization of the flow of light, were also stunned by Luping, no one remembered to remind until Luping found out for himself.

So he stopped, but the light finally hit his waist, disillusioned.

The waist medal didn't shine, Luping really dodged it completely, everyone stared at it, and then looked at the examiners of the General Assembly.

“You should have explained it beforehand. What should we do?” Lupin, as a concerned party, asked very innocently.