Chapter 20 The First Day of the College

"Lance, from the City of the Sky, is an intermediate warrior." After Lance finished speaking briefly, he sat down. But I didn't expect the whole class to be in an uproar.

"What! Unexpectedly, there are intermediate warriors who reach the intermediate level at such a young age!" Someone said in shock.

"It's amazing. He looks younger than me."

"Damn it, there is actually an intermediate warrior in the class. Isn't there no hope for me to pass the assessment after that month?" Some students who hope for the selection of the library a month later suddenly became jealous.

"Middle-level warrior, next he is my biggest enemy..." A teenager with sharp eyes thought secretly.

Most of the class were shocked by Lance's words, including Betsy, who had just attracted everyone's attention, who was watching Lance at this time. Indeed, there are very few people who have reached the intermediate warriors at this age. If the big family of some nobles spend a lot of money, the advanced elixir is fed to children like free beans, so that it is easier for them to rush to the intermediate level, and it is easy to deal with such people for the civilian-born teenagers in the class. Many, because most aristocratic young people have no fighting skills to speak of. Although they have learned swords, for those civilians who have been struggling in life since childhood, their sword skills can be said to be just fancy. This is why they are both intermediate warriors. On the day of the court examination, Zhan Klee was easily slapped out by Lance. Because. At this time, the whole class looked at Lance and knew that he was not an aristocrat. Although he was a well-deserved aristocrat, he was once the best temple knight, and his camouflage skills could not be seen even by Arus, the mentor on the stage. Lance simply lowered his head at this time. When everyone looked at him, they felt that this person looked as ordinary as he looked, and there must be no doubt that he was a civilian.

Most civilians come to the college to study in order to get ahead and revitalize their families. They have great dreams and ordinary hearts. But just like the world always has light and darkness, ordinary people are not necessarily simple people. Some of them are also narrow-minded people. As the saying goes, poor mountains and rivers come out of trouble. Several teenagers who have lived at the bottom of society since childhood have hated Lance at this time. They just heard the tutor just said about the monthly assessment. After the winners were able to enter the library, they had secretly made up their mind to enter it this time, even if they were in the fight by any means. But their hearts suddenly cooled when they saw this intermediate warrior who was also a 'civilian'.

"Cough!" Yarus's tutor coughed, which was full of fighting spirit and was extremely loud, echoing in the classroom. Stop all the discussions, and then he motioned the next person to continue the introduction.

After everyone finished speaking, the Yarus tutor read out some of the rules and regulations of the college and matters that need to be paid attention to, and then announced the end of the class. At this time, the outside of the classroom has become lively again, and other classes have also finished one after another. Lance got up and walked out. From the introduction of Yarus' tutor just now, everyone understood the location of the college canteen. By this time, it was almost noon, and everyone filed out, and Lance was also one of them.

A beautiful figure suddenly appeared at the door. Although everyone was wearing the same clothes at this time, the clothes felt different on her body. Her exquisite figure, flawless face and faint smile at the corners of her mouth always attracted a lot of attention no matter where she went. She looked inside at the door of the classroom, and then waved to the Mai-colored beauty who was still sitting on the chair and said, "Becky, I knew you were waiting for me. Let's go to dinner together."

"Ha, Ai Jialin, your magic department released it so early." Betsy, who was sitting in her seat, immediately jumped up and ran towards Agaline.

"Ah, the daughter of the first chamber of commerce in mainland China, so beautiful!" As soon as several noble children in the class saw Agaline appearing at the door, their eyes suddenly glowed.

"Well, it turned out to be Ai Jialin of the Wojind Chamber of Commerce. The last time I just looked at her from afar and felt it was stunning. I didn't expect it to be even closer. Let's make friends, hey," said another noble young man.

At this time, Lance was lowering his head, restraining his breath and eyes, pretending to be an honest and bitter * civilian and walking out. When he saw Ai Jialin suddenly appeared at the door, his heartbeat couldn't stop, and his breath suddenly relaxed, making Ai Jialin, who was a few steps away, notice him.

"Huh? It's him again. This is the third time. What a coincidence. Ai Jialin was paying attention to Becky in the teacher, but she didn't know why she suddenly looked aside and saw Lance who was going out, and was also looking at her at this time.

Ai Jialin thought about it. The imperial capital is so big, but she is destined to see it three times, and every time she feels that this young man does not seem to be ordinary. It is also predestined to become a classmate in the college. Then he smiled and nodded to Lance.

Lance also nodded calmly after seeing it, but no longer calmed down after walking out of the door. When he heard Ai Jialin shout the name of the Mai color girl in the classroom, he was still thinking that since the girl named Betsy could know Ai Jialin as an aristocrat and seemed to be very familiar with her, she seemed to be a close friend in her boudoir, there must be no doubt that she was also a noble. But why is the sword cocoon in his hand obvious and pure fighting spirit? It can be seen that he has suffered enough. This phenomenon is quite abnormal. He is still thinking that several other nobles in the house just now whispered about making friends after seeing Ai Jialin, thinking that it is really wise for them to choose not to reveal their identity.

But these thoughts disappeared after Ai Jialin looked at him with a smile. His heart is now jumping fast. He is not a pervert. His heart beats faster because he saw Ai Jialin and thought about evil thoughts; he is just a temple knight with no emotional experience and has lived in the temple for ten years in his previous life. In addition to the teammates trained together, they are the heretics of the Dark Council, orcs, and Warcraft. So he hardly talked to the girl, and he had never seen such a beautiful girl in his life. Oh, no, it should be said that except for the Holy Lady of the temple.

After walking out of the classroom, Lance took a few breaths and calmed his restless heart. I sighed that my mental cultivation is still not home. Although Ai Jialin took the initiative to smile and nod to greet her, she just greeted her normally, but she didn't mean anything else. For Lance, who was used to fighting and killing, he was a little overwhelmed.

As he walked towards the canteen, he thought that the knight who had taught him sighed and said: Heroes are sad about the beauty. At that time, I secretly sneered, thinking that as long as the martial arts practice reached its peak, there was nothing that could not pass. But I didn't expect that the smile and look of the beautiful woman just now shook the heart of the warrior who thought was firm for a while.

The canteen of the college is very large, and it is not luxurious, clean and bright. This is how Lance felt when he saw it for the first time. However, after entering, it was found that even such a huge thing was slightly crowded at this time, not only the students wearing the freshman's white and black striped clothes, but also some higher students. Although it can't be distinguished from the clothes, the height and face shape can be distinguished at a glance. This class of freshmen are mostly between 15-17 years old. Those 20-year-old students in front of us are undoubtedly the last seniors...