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Chapter 12 Re-examination

Corristine's voice rose repeatedly, her eyes that were beautiful than sapphire blinked with unbelievable eyes. No one would have any doubts about his practical ability, but if it comes to brute force, Manniu Rudy's third-year brute force in the first grade, even if many warriors in the second grade had to bow their heads and admit defeat in front of him. The brute force wrestling man probably could beat Rudy with both hands, but if one on one, he would definitely lose.

Rollin looked at Corristine's unbelieving expression and felt a little more proud. His fat body was straight, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he pinched his waist with his hands and said happily: "Of course, who else can there be besides Rudy, a man of bull? And he won three times in a row, which is definitely not a lucky chance! How about it, is it amazing?"

Curristen's beautiful eyes flashed with strange brilliance, and they floated to the corner of her eyes, looking at the vigorous brows of the dormitory, raised her hand and held up her chin: "Brute force is better than Rudy? Is he hiding his strength? If this is true, I'm afraid he is not interested in the substitute place of the Four Seas Heroes Club, and that is just pretending to numb everyone's smoke..."

"You must hide the hat well, you must hide it well! If all the weirdness in my body today comes from this hat, then even if I can't find the secret treasure fighting skills book in the treasure map in my future, there may be a huge opportunity for change."

Lying under the bed with some torn sheet strips, steadily tied the hat under the bed board, climbed out from under the bed and tidied it up. After doing it, I couldn't tell anything strange, I patted the dust on my body and walked out of the room quickly.

Most of the soldiers' tempers are hot and straightforward, and Mr. Rodriguez is a typical character of a soldier. He doesn't want the teacher to wait for too long and is punished, which delays his time to study and get a hat.

The crowd in the corridor had not dissipated yet. He looked up at the Corristine who had not left not far away. He found that the class beauty had more doubts on her face, and there was a strong smell of challenge between her eyebrows.

"No way? Is it a challenge again?"

Dangjin let out a strange cry, dripping his head and just staring at the road beneath his feet, quickly walking past Corristine.

"Enjoy!" Curristin stared at the back of the spirit and suddenly asked again: "Are you really interested in the substitute quota of the Four Seas Heroes Club?"

"No interest!" He waved his arms vigorously, and his steps accelerated again, muttering: "With the current strength, even if you get a substitute, you really have the chance to go up, it will be a shameful defeat. What should you do if you want that thing? Substitute? Can't afford to lose that person! If I want to do it, I will be the regular choice!"

The first choice? Corristine has never felt proud of her hearing beyond ordinary people. At this moment, I vaguely heard the words in a hurry and wondered for the first time if there was something wrong with her hearing. The first grade actually had such a big tone? If you want to do it, do the right choice? That is the quota that the second grade, the third grade warriors and magicians are qualified to compete for. But when he heard his tone, he seemed to know the Heroes of the Four Seas very well.

Dangjin thought about the hat in his mind, and his walking speed was much faster than usual. He wandered around the school dormitory and came to the dormitory of the teacher in the Warrior Department.

Rodriguez's door sign was quickly found, and he stepped forward to stabilize his emotions. The fact that he was knocked out of his hat in the last trial was really embarrassing for a soldier student to avoid it.

He knocked on the door gently, and a slightly rough and bold echo came from the room: "Come in."

I realized that the sound was made by Teacher Rodriguez. I pushed the door and walked into the room. I passed by a messy bed filled with manly flavor. I came to Teacher Rodriguez who was sitting on the stool in front of the table.

As a soldier, Rodriguez is a little short and thin. No one in the school has to admit that although this warrior teacher is not good, his teaching level is much better than many more powerful warrior teachers. It is just in line with the saying, "Those who can practice may not be able to teach, and those who can teach may not be able to practice."

Rodriguez looked up at his most optimistic student, and a bitter smile burst out from his nostrils. His enthusiasm was obviously competed for the top three soldiers in the level division and was qualified to become a substitute for the Heroes of the Four Seas, but he was the one who was the least motivated among the ten people.

In order to find a way to make Dynam at least qualified to get the observation quota, I hope to stimulate his desire during the observation time of the Four Seas Heroes Association and prepare for him to become a second-grade warrior for the selection of the spot. However, I didn't expect that at the beginning of the trial, I was so lucky that I was knocked unconscious by a hat flying over, and I withdrew from the trial exam in this way.

He was eager to see the smile in Rodriguez's eyes, and a three-point bitter sigh was hanging on the corner of his lips, scratching his head: "Teacher, you asked me to come, aren't it to laugh at me?"

Rodriguez glanced at a chair not far away, pulled it to his side with energy, and sat down honestly and said, "Thank you, teacher."

Rodriguez only needs a look to understand the meaning when he sees motivation. He smiles on his face. Being good at observing is one of the biggest characteristics of this student. If he just knocks out of the hat and then quits this observation with his back, it would be a loss.

After a few seconds of silence, Rodriguez asked, "In the last trial assessment, I pleaded with the Director of Academic Affairs for a long time but didn't give you a chance to take the exam again."

"Re-examination?" He was stunned and immediately understood Rodriguez's thoughts.

The Director of Academic Affairs' round figure quickly passed through Dynam's mind, and Caesar's bruised nose and swollen face also passed by.

On that day, Kaisas was beaten to the point of being beaten in exchanges and exchanges. The Director of Academic Affairs was very angry about this. This was not because the Director of Academic Affairs cared for the students' bodies, but because Kaisas was the nephew of the Director of Academic Affairs. It was also because of this Director of Academic Affairs Keller that Kaisas dared to form gangs and oppress students of the same level in the school.

If it weren't for the Oakland Warriors and Magic Academy, only the principal would have the right to expel and deal with the students. After that fight, Cathas would have been kicked out of the school by Director Keller.
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