October 15th, afternoon.

The freshman assessment has officially begun.

The assessment of freshmen is divided into two parts.

Theoretical assessment and practical assessment.

After adding up the average score of theoretical assessment and the average score of practical assessment, it will be averaged again, and the final score of this class will be the one.

In the afternoon of that day, a theoretical assessment will be conducted first.

Zhang Fan was still a little worried about the theoretical assessment.

After all, he doesn't understand any theory himself. These scumbags have taught themselves from beginning to end, so naturally they are not as profound in theory as those students in other classes who have special theoretical teachers explained.

It is at 5 pm and after the exam, it will be reviewed by the computer.

Soon, the results were counted.

The first place is the meteor class, with 92.5 points.

Second place, Rockets, 90.3 points.

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

Sima Yu specially checked the scores of the scrambled class.

When he saw that the slag class was only the second to last, he burst into laughter disdainfully.

The second-last score is, even if the next practical assessment score of the Zhazhao class is relatively good, the final average will only be ranked third at most.

My own meteor class is now ranked first, and the next actual combat is undoubtedly the first.

The champion is already his own possession.

Excellent teachers in the whole district are also their own belongings.

As for Yu Deliang, he was also very happy after seeing the results of the scrambled class.

I didn't expect that the theory of the slag class was so bad.

Then even if the slag class is very strong, I am afraid that it will only be able to get third place at most.

And his own Rockets team is the well-deserved second place.

It seems that my own outstanding teacher in W area is back!

...

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

After all, this group of guys rely on self-study, and it is already good to be able to get the second to last in the exam.

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

According to the actual assessment regulations:

Each student has 80 points of original points, winning one game, adding ten points, losing one game, deducting ten points.

If you "kill" your opponent in seconds - that is, if you defeat the enemy with one move, add 20.

If you are "shot" in seconds, you will be deducted twenty.

The final average score of all students is the actual assessment score of the class.

And if you want to win the championship, there is only one way.

Zhang Fan gathered the students from the scrambled class.

He glanced at everyone and finally said, "Dear slap, have you seen it? This is your theoretical achievement. It is highly respectful to you if you are slap."

The students all lowered their heads.

No one put the blame on Zhang Fan.

They just think they didn't learn well.

Zhang Fan continued: "Theory is just this kind of achievement, and I still want to win the championship? Zhuge Liang, your first place in the freshman assessment is probably going to be ruined, right?"

Zhuge Liang frowned slightly and did not speak.

"Who told me that the four famous scumbags will be ranked in the top 100 in the freshmen's assessment? Who said that after the freshmen's assessment, they will take off the badge of the scumbag class and put the badge on my chest?"

The four famous young men also lowered their heads.

"Who promised me that if I use my cell enhancer and sub-biological space, I will definitely get the champion back?"

All the students lowered their heads.

"Slag!"

Zhang Fan said.

The students actually didn't expect that their theories could be so low.

What I promised at the beginning sounded like a joke at this moment.

Zhang Fan paused for a moment and saw that the emotions of the students had been almost mobilized by him, so he said, "However, if you want to win the championship, you are not without a chance."

The students looked up one after another, their eyes flashing with hope.

"Teacher, tell us quickly, what should I do?"

"Teacher Zhang, in order to win the championship, you can do anything you want!"

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

The students clenched their fists and shouted.

Zhang Fan said: "I calculated that the scores of other classes are too high now, while the scores of our class are too low. If you want to win the championship, you must try your best to improve the actual score of our class and at the same time lower the actual score of other classes. According to the rules of the competition, you will kill the opponent in seconds, add 20 points, and reduce the opponent by 20 points. So I ask you, no matter which game, no matter who the opponent is, give it to me..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan glanced at all the students and paused.

When all the students heard this, they all became excited: "Search! Serial! Serial!"

"Yes, instant kill!"

Zhang Fan responded: "Take out your energy to deal 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!"

After hearing this, the students were shocked.

According to the current number of students, each person will have to compare at least five games.

All five games require instant kills, and the requirement is too perverted.

If they encounter a lower level than their own or the same level, they can still kill them instantly.

But what if you encounter a higher level?

For example, what about the level 8 quasi-warrior from the meteor class?

Zhang Fan sneered and said, "If you really encounter the level 8 quasi-warrior of the Meteor Class, you will have to kill him in seconds."

The students were stunned.

When they meet a level 8 quasi-warrior, can they survive? Why do they need to kill them in seconds?

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

Everyone was shocked.

The teacher is right. If you encounter a strong opponent, if you cannot kill in one move, it will be difficult to defeat it again.

But having said that, most of them are level 6 quasi-warriors. It is really hard to let them kill a level 8 quasi-warrior in seconds.

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

All the 500 freshmen who participated in the competition have lined up in the middle of the playground.

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

There are 10 rings in the center of the playground.

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

Like Zhang Fan's previous world, when holding any event, the leaders would first talk for most of the day.

The students were impatient and the competition began.

I saw the 20 students in the front draw, put on special competition uniforms, and took on special competition weapons.

This kind of competition suit is considered a protective gear, and ordinary swords and arrows cannot hurt the contestants at all.

However, at the same time, the competition server will record the data of attacks such as swords and other attacks, and then combine them with the participants' physical data to calculate the damage caused to the participants by each attack.
Chapter completed!