Heaven Awakening Path Chapter 91: Click to sign up

Ambitious Spirit City, Xihe Street.

The sun has just risen, and many people have gathered on the street. On the contrary, all the hawkers and hawkers who usually set up on the streets seemed to have made appointments, and none of them appeared today.

Residents near Xihe Street are used to this day: once a year, the day when Ambitious Spirit Region Soul's Great Convention is registered.

Ambitious Spirit Region Soul's Great Convention has only one restriction on applicants: it must be a student of Institute. Although Institute has no mandatory rules on the age of students, it is also mostly young men and women under the age of 20. At this time from the street to the end of the street, full of vibrant faces.

A lot of people have been here last night, waiting here all night, and still looking forward with vigour at this moment. For too many people, Soul's Great Convention is enough to change their trajectory. Those who are unknown may be known as continent; those who are despised may attract much attention. Being an official, getting rich, having a stronger power, standing at the pinnacle of life ... can all become a reality through this.

But the first thing to do is to win, keep winning.

Competition is brutal.

According to the Soul Proclamation List set by Soul's Great Convention, there are only fifty. But now, just at the beginning of the sun, the people gathered on the street can already be counted by thousands. This is just the beginning. The registration for Soul's Great Convention takes three days. Every year, no less than 10,000 Institute students register.

There is no threshold, only status. Such easy registration conditions will allow many young students of Institute to come and make fun. Newborn calves, signed fearlessly, one by one.

At this point, it's not a few minutes before the time to register. On the special registration desk of Xihe Plaza. Everything is ready. Finally moved to the stage. It's a basket-by-basket of dazzling waist cards.

Each point of the waist card has a unique number, after receiving the waist card, officially became a member to participate in Soul's Great Convention, hope, will be completely ignited at this moment.

Time is counting down. All teenagers have widened their eyes and look forward to that moment. They seemed to have set a starting line in front of them, starting from this moment. They have to compete and run.

The registration personnel on the stage are all seated. The time has not yet arrived, but an inadvertent "start" has been uploaded from the stage.

The voice is not loud, and there is no motivating force, but it is very clear. It is transmitted from the street to the end of the street, ensuring that everyone on this street can hear it.

Those who abide by time have no response at this time, but more people. Already rushed to the stage.

Power, speed. This is just registration. This has already been demonstrated. Many people were collided and almost fell, but the people on the stage just watched calmly, without any intention to maintain order.

Soon, an agile teenager fell to the registration desk first.

"I, sign up!" he said proudly.

The first registration does not have any practical meaning, this is just a beautiful highlight. He was willing to fight for this. He was standing near the registration desk on this street, and stood silently for a day and night, all he had to wait for was this moment.

Because he wants to be number one.

Be the number one from the time of registration until you win the number Soul Proclamation List.

And now he has a perfect start.

"Institute, name." The person sitting in front of him seemed unable to feel his excitement and joy at all, and asked without looking up.

Bang!

A muffled sound.

The sound of a fist hitting the body well.

The young man who won the first place quickly flew out, and the one who was rushed up was not tall, but he was very strong and punched.

"Cangkong Institute, Zhao Gang!" He answered the question just now.

The person in charge of registration still hasn't looked up, as if he didn't hear that fist, as if he didn't know that the first boy who had rushed to the stage had been beaten.

Cangkong Institute, Zhao Gang.

He immediately recorded the name, and then took out one from the whole basket of waist cards, looked at it, and threw it in front of Zhao Gang.

Two thousand nine hundred and twenty-one. He wrote after the name of Zhao Gang.

Zhao Gang successfully got the waistband, and also saw the number 2921 on the back of the waistband.

"Why not one!" he asked, a little angry.

"Who told you it would be one?" The person in charge of registration finally looked up and finally glanced at the person in front of the registration, but his eyes quickly bypassed him, and he soon fell behind Zhao Gang and rushed to the stage. Another one.

"Institute, name." He still said that, Zhao Gang had become air before his eyes.

"I was the first one to sign up, of course, it should be the number one!" Zhao Gang may not be so persistent about the number one on this number, but his indifferent attitude made him extremely upset. He is in the sky Institute, but that is the number one. When he made a special trip to Ambitious Spirit City of Ambitious Spirit Region to participate in Soul's Great Convention, he had to ...

Bang!

A muffled sound.

It's very similar to the previous sound, and the sound of a fist hitting the body.

Zhao Gang didn't even get through his mind, his body had already flew out, and he didn't even know where the punch came from and who made it. He flew out of the registration desk, then landed, and fell to the ground, but his left hand was subconsciously covering his painful right shoulder. Then he saw the boy who had been hit by a punch before him, and just fell to his side, exactly the same posture as him, covering the same part.

The positions of the attacks are exactly the same, and the distances of the bombers are exactly the same. If this punch is not intentional, who believes?

"Who is it?" Zhao Gang stood up angrily from the ground, his anti-attack ability looked quite good.

On the stage, a young girl in red is standing in front of the registration desk.

Everyone will take a look at Zhao Gang here, and then look at the girls on the stage.

"Borrowing Wind Institute, Su Tang." The girl was talking, without looking at Zhao Gang.

Is this skinny little girl punching herself? Zhao Gang is unbelievable, but he looked at the expressions of other people, it seems that this is the case. Although the emotions in their eyes are different, at least they all told him the same thing, and he was blown away by this punch girl.

The same system was thrown in front of Su Tang. She picked it up and asked, "Can you register for someone else?"

"No." The other person answered without looking up.

Su Tang looked regretful, turned around and shook his head somewhere in the crowd below, then walked down from the side of the registration desk.

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Well, it's past twelve o'clock. Hurry up and show it a little bit for everyone. After that, let ’s see it tomorrow morning! (To be continued ...)