"Dean Horace, I admit the level of the Mecha Martial Arts Competition, but this is not a condition to compete with the internal selection of the academy. The seed players in our academy also have extraordinary strength. If we follow what instructor Bach said, then it will be very good for us.

It’s unfair to have outstanding students.”

"Second." Two people next to him raised their hands, and Bach looked at the instructor who was also a senior.

Horace and Carlisle, the two most powerful vice-presidents, looked at each other and nodded to each other. Then Horace looked at Bach over there:

"Instructor Bach, external competition results should not be the reason to take precedence over internal results, but we respect the role that this result represents, so we recognize the first option mentioned by Lindbergh."

"If you have seen his battle video, you will definitely believe what I say!" Bach stared at the crowd with sharp eyes and argued with reason.

"Even if we have seen it, we will still make this decision, because external competition results should not be used as the only criterion. If this student really has the level you said, then he will have a place in the strong ranking competition."

Horace said solemnly, as the leader of the Council, rules are more important than anything else.

As for whether Lindbergh had selfish motives, it was not within his scope to consider, because his statement complied with the rules, and that was enough.

"I reserve my opinion, and I will definitely fight for a lineup for him." Bach looked around, said no more, and sat down.

"It should be possible next year, but this year I don't think he is much better than our outstanding students." Lindbergh sneered, and he didn't like Bach's attempt to squeeze out a senior student at all.

Bach sat down, the nominations continued, and Mu Fan's name was not among the last twenty seeded contestants.

"The next step is to nominate seed players for the fighting battle, with a quota of twenty..."

"I suggest……"

"I suggest……"

Soon people started a new round of proposals. Ruan Xiongfeng was not present. He had already followed Dean Don Andrese to who knows where. Without such an old ruffian, although there were disputes in the fighting department, they obviously had no chance.

The A series is so obvious.

The seeded players were quickly decided, and this time there was no freshman.

"Instructor Bach, I suggest you refer to the selection of fighting type." Lindbergh ridiculed Bach opposite.

"Instructor Lindbergh, if it were not for the restriction of the field he is in charge of, I would definitely nominate student Mu Fan to enter the fighting system's lineup." Bach said calmly.

"Hahaha, mecha students are going to participate in a fighting battle. Now I have to wonder if this student named Mu Fan is your illegitimate son."

"He is the number one recruiter of the Army Reserve. He is a core student and his personal combat ability is impeccable." Bach said coldly.

"He is a student majoring in mecha, and he is not even a member of the fighting club. Dear participating members, I think that Instructor Bach is always acting on his own terms, and it is no longer suitable to discuss the current situation." Lindberg stood up and said.

Several senior fighting instructors next to him nodded.

"Instructor Bach, please be careful with your words. If you make unprofessional comments again, you will be removed from the position." Finally, a vice-dean looked at Lindbergh, then at Bach and said.

"No, I'll leave by myself." Bach stood up, looked at Lindbergh opposite, and said in a deep voice.

Then he left the glass hall directly in the eyes of everyone.

When he appeared on the top of Gedu Mountain, Bach was greeted by the morning glow that filled the sky.

Gaidu Mountain is located in the center of Dingchuan College. It has a gentle mountain body, beautiful scenery, and a flat top with a wide view. It is an excellent building construction site.

Bach, this middle-aged man with a flat head squinted his eyes and looked at the magnificent scenery at the end of his field of vision that was reddened by the rays of the sun. He murmured: "Do you have to see the consequences of everything before you are willing to do it? When did Dingchuan start?

I have become so timid that I no longer have the courage to try. Mu Fan, I hope you can be better than we thought. If you are really able, I am willing to endorse you."

Shaking his head and walking slowly, the senior instructor's figure slowly disappeared from the top of the mountain.

…

Mu Fan had no idea that a senior instructor he had never met would endorse him at the council meeting.

Because before he could rush back to the apartment at this moment, he was intercepted by Bai Mao and Fatty who came over excitedly.

"Let's go, Mu Fan!"

"Where are you going?" Mu Fan looked at the two good teammates who were not in a good mood in surprise. They were probably a little too excited.

"I've signed up for the Strong Ranking Tournament, hurry up and go see the beauties!"

So when the confused Mu Fan was still thinking about the relationship between signing up and seeing beautiful women, he was dragged away by the unscrupulous two people.

Dingchuan College, Time Square.

It was already crowded at this moment, there were more than ten registration points at the venue, but it was still crowded with people.

The fat man had sharp eyes and dragged the two of them directly to the registration point in a corner.

As for why it is there...

"Are you going to sign up?"

The two pretty girls in charge of registration looked at the chubby fat man in front of them at the same time.

"Yes." The fat man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The two girls looked at the fat man's figure hesitantly, but after seeing the confident light, they still asked politely: "This is the registration point for the strong ranking competition. The content is about fighting, mecha, and fleet command.

May I ask what your specialties are?"

"Can you shout 666?"

Next to him, Yin Shuai, who was stretching the few strands of white hair on his forehead in a melancholy manner, looked down at the indescribable part of the girl next to him with a 30-degree gaze...

However, when the fat man said something, Yin Shuai's hand shook and a few white hairs were pulled out.

There was silence all around...

The two cute girls looked at the fat man with dead faces:

"roll!"

"That's so unfriendly..." The fat man curled his lips and turned around, but when he looked at the friends behind him, especially the nearest Bai Mao, he stretched out his fingers to sign two numbers, and then mouthed a letter.

.

"3,6,e?"

Bai Mao took a breath of cold air, and regardless of the few precious hairs he had fallen off, he looked up at the sky for three seconds to ensure that his nosebleeds would not spurt out and then returned to his normal look.

He walked forward with a smile on his face and passed by the fat man's stunned eyes.

Damn it, didn’t you say you’d leave right after watching it?

Why did you do it yourself?

Bai Mao walked to a position one and a half meters away from the two girls and stood still, pretending to be cold and looking at the sky.

"What about you? Yes, you have white hair. What are you doing here?"

"Sign up."

"Are you sure you're not in the same group as that fat guy?"

"No!" Bai Mao's head shook like a rattle.

"Okay, tell me about your strengths."

"Speciality...tsk tsk tsk...speciality..."

With an obscene smile on Bai Mao's face, he stretched out his right hand, and the five fingers surged rhythmically like waves, and then slid around. The gesture was as obscene as it was possible.

"Get out!" The two cute girls were so angry that they almost got up and threw the optical tablet into each other's faces.

Bai Mao immediately stopped his hands and looked at the other party innocently: "Didn't I tell you again that I am good at keyboarding? I am a master of optical brain information. Look at my nimble fingers."
Chapter completed!