Starting With One Million Luck Points

　　 After returning to school, the 100,000 Chinese dollars he grabbed was gone, but Zhou Hao was in a happy mood. He was determined to wait for the big match to end, and he would definitely earn more.

　　 As soon as he walked downstairs to the teaching building, he heard fierce arguments and quarrels.

　　 Unsurprisingly, Wang Ming, Li Ji and other popular student players who hit the top ten, something went wrong!

　　 "Fuck, what's the situation?"

　　 "There will be no accidents early, no accidents late, but accidents happened when the big competition was about to start!"

　　 "Who knows, it's said that I sprained my waist from exercise."

　　 "Yeah, one sprain is okay, and more than a dozen sprains together, a fool would believe it was an accident!"

　　 The news spread quickly, and not only the classes in the school knew it, but even the school leaders and teachers heard it.

Principal's office.

　　 Grade director, teaching director, and many teachers gathered together.

　　 "Principal, cancel the competition, now many students can't move, they can't participate in the competition at all!"

　　 "The students of Wang Ming and Li Ji in the top five are all clogged with blood and blood. It is too coincidental. If this matter is not investigated clearly, there is no point in holding the competition."

　　 "It's not a good idea to cancel, I can't as well postpone it for a few days."

　　 Several teachers spoke one after another, and the principal’s office was noisy.

　　 Principal Zheng did not say a word, but looked at the senior third-year director, "Director Hong, what's your opinion?"

　　 Director Hong is a retired warrior. There is a long scar on his face, which is extremely hideous.

　　 Seeing the principal's question, he hummed heavily: "The Big Bi is like a battlefield, and various unexpected situations can happen suddenly. Is it because of these that the battlefield can be cancelled?"

　　 "Training can be sprained. It's really useless. Whether it's an accident or someone secretly starts it, if you don't stop it, it's a lack of strength!"

　　 "Such a student participating in the competition is a waste of school resources!"

　　 Director Hong's words changed the expressions of many teachers.

　　 But no one dared to say something.

　　 This is a warrior who has participated in the **** meat grinder battle.

　　 Principal Zheng patted the table and said, "Okay, well said! Teachers go back immediately, stabilize the students, and the match will be held in half an hour!"

　　 The teachers in the third year of high school nodded and left the office.

　　 Director Hong did not leave, he squinted at Principal Zheng, "Old Zheng, don't lie to me, did you send someone to do it?"

　　 Principal Zheng shook his head, "The purpose of the competition is to find out the peerless genius in our school. If I send someone to do it, wouldn't it be unnecessary?"

　　 "Old Zheng, what do you mean by the hands of that peerless genius?" Director Hong was puzzled.

　　 The dean on the side laughed, "Except for that, who can hurt more than ten students who hit the top ten in the school so easily?"

　　 "But I don't understand. What is his purpose for doing this? If you want to remember the bonus, can you just sign up?" Director Hong still didn't understand.

　　 Principal Zheng explained: "This genius in our school does not want to let people know his identity, but he wants to get a bonus, so he can only use other methods quietly."

　　 Director Hong is not stupid, and soon came over, "You mean, he asked his friends to participate?"

　　 "Haha..." Principal Zheng and the dean both laughed.

　　 "It's really slippery." Director Hong also smiled, and the scar on his face looked even more hideous.

　　 Principal Zheng praised: "It's better to be slick, and the foreign races are eyeing each other. It is not entirely a good thing that a peerless genius appears in our school."

　　 "My original intention was to find it and send it to the global training base, but since this guy doesn't want to be exposed, let's just let him go."

Master Hong immediately snorted: "Old Zheng, you are doing the right thing this time. The global training base seems to be impervious to defenses and is protected by human powers. But over the years, have there been few geniuses assassinated? "

　　 The director of teaching hesitated and said: "This is still too risky. UU reading www.uukanshu.com our school is unable to protect the genius, and there are not many resources, for fear of delaying the school’s genius."

　　Principal Zheng looked at Director Hong.

　　 Director Hong didn’t understand the meaning of these eyes, he scolded, "Old Zheng, Old Cao, you two sang together. If you count me, you know it’s okay for you to let me over."

　　 "It's fine, I haven't contacted the old leader for many years. This time a seedling appeared in the school, but I can't break it in my hands."

　　...

　　 The event was held as scheduled. Many students were surprised. Many students who had good relations with the injured students such as Wang Ming and Li Ji protested against injustice.

　　 But under the comfort and strong pressure of the teacher, these voices quickly disappeared.

　　 2:30 in the afternoon.

　　 All the students in the third grade of high school sat in the auditorium next to the martial arts field.

　　 There are some outstanding students in the second year and first year of high school, among them.

　　 Zhou Hao and Zhang Yi stood by.

　　 Zhang Yi kept looking at Zhou Hao, and said suspiciously, "Zhou Hao, did you do this?"

　　 Zhou Hao smiled bitterly: "Zhang Yi, I haven't even reached the blood level once, do you think I can do it?"

　　 The suspicion in Zhang Yi's eyes faded a bit, but he was still a little tangled, "But..."

　　 "Don't do it." Zhou Hao interrupted, "Think about your sister, would you like to let her be like you, without the resources to practice, and she doesn't even have enough nutrition?"

　　 Zhang Yi's face changed, his fists clenched.

　　 Zhou Hao patted Zhang Yi on the shoulder, "This is your chance, seize it, come on!"

　　 "Thank you!" Zhang Yi's eyes became firm.

　　 "The knockout is on!" At this time, the teacher in charge of the competition yelled, "All contestants prepare."