: Fourth year story 003, the ten strongest

The idiot closed the invitation letter and put it back on the table. He silently stared at Campa in front of him, waiting for his next speech.
The chair turned around, Campa folded his hands on his lap, looked at the idiot in front of him with indifferent eyes, and slowly said, "Do you know what it means?"
"…………………………"
"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you don't say it. Now, I just need you to take this matter to heart and think about it all the time. I believe that you should be able to understand the stakes."
"…………………………Ok."
"Very well, you can go back now." Campa picked up the invitation letter and stuffed it into the drawer. "Tomorrow, this news will be on the front page of the newspaper. My only requirement for you now is, absolutely You are not allowed to participate in the upcoming trials. If you don’t want to get out of the sand. Otherwise, your work will stop tomorrow. I will still give you food and basic daily necessities, which counts as letting you Compensation settled down."
The idiot nodded silently, he waited a while, and after confirming that Campa had no further news, he finally turned and left.

Only the next day, the invitation letter sent by the Black Dragon Empire became the most eye-catching headline news in the streets and alleys of Fengchusha City. The 30-year peace celebration of the two empires, coupled with this title wearing a friendly match, is actually a little challenging invitation destined to be impossible to ignore from people’s eyes.
The idiot carried the morning paper on his back, and Bun also had a stack of newspapers in his hand. The two of them were walking on the streets of the wind-blown sand city, while stuffing newspapers into the mailboxes of those residents, they had to listen to their comments on the matter.
The ten strongest?
Which ten people?
Among the sacred graces, who can take on this important task and become the first choice to represent the Bucks Empire in this invitational war?
"Drink! News-delivery brother, who do you think among our students are qualified?"
One of the big guys who took the report and glanced at the front page couldn't wait to find someone to share. It's a pity that when he took his gaze away from the newspaper, the little brother who had just delivered the newspaper had already disappeared.
This is big news, isn't it? Not only for the Academy, but also for the people of the Empire. Just as everyone who does not want their own country to be weak, everyone in the Bucks Empire does not want this friendly war to end in failure. This is a matter of face. Although the newspaper's page only mentions that this is a "friendship battle", I believe that no one will report this battle as just a "friendship match" mentality.
Some elders still remember the battlefields where the stag and the black dragon fought, and they also know how much the soldiers of the Black Dragon Empire desire for battle and victory. Desire to the point of frightening. I believe that even after thirty years, those younger "black dragons" will not be weaker than they were in the past. If you have the courage to challenge, of course you will have enough strength and confidence.
So, in order to cope with this confidence and strength, the Bucks Empire will definitely select the strongest students to join the war. Then...
These ten people who have the ability to get the title of the strongest...
These ten people capable of representing the Bucks Empire in the war...
These ten people who are destined to gain supreme glory and the attention of the whole country...
who is it?
To the end, who is?

Wow!
The three Inel fell into the hands of the idiot, and they made a short, crisp sound. After receiving these rewards, the idiot only glanced down, and the boss who was in charge of delivering the newspaper started blowing his beard and staring, asking him to leave immediately, so that other newsboys in the back could come and receive the reward.
The idiot stuffed Inel into his arms and walked away slowly, holding the hand of Bread. Then an older newsboy who followed after seeing the idiot's chained outfit, couldn't help but say: "Hey, look, how does he wear the prisoner's band on his hands and feet? Gu? I've heard that those harnesses should weigh one or two kilograms, right? Can you walk around with those things? It seems very strong?"
The payer cast a look at the back of the idiot, snorted, and stuffed three Inel into the hands of the newsboy: "Cut, this will scare you? But only one or two kilograms. Although I don't know what that kid is. I wear that kind of thing because I committed something, but since a little guy like him can be the most sneaky, how can he be considered strong?"
"That's true."
The newsboy stepped aside, followed by the newsboy behind him, and while taking over his salary, said, "Uncle Hobb! How do you think these ten people will be selected?"
The uncle named Hobb snorted and stuffed Inel into his hands: "It's probably a trial match. After all, this is related to the title of'the strongest'. I believe no one has the courage. Can you really guarantee that you are the strongest?"
"Really?! I am also a little confident in fighting. As long as I play in the group frame in the nearby street, no one can fight me! I wonder if I can participate in the selection?"
"Damn, dream of your daydream!" Uncle Hobb picked up the newspaper and knocked the child on the head, and laughed, "Why are you? What are you? You think your moves are in Divine Grace. Does it work? I tell you, this time the candidates are definitely the students from the four major systems of the college. Among them, the students from the Martial Arts Department and the Zongshi Department should be considered the most."
The newsboys who had all taken up the money immediately surrounded them, their eyes full of expectation. One of them even opened the mouth and said: "Then Uncle Hobb! Which one do you think is the strongest among the ten under-16s?"
Uncle Hobb squinted his eyes and thought pretentiously while holding his chin. Then he grinned.
"Well... how do I know? The list of ten people has not yet been determined. Moreover, once ten people are selected, the selection should be over. These ten people will not be allowed to fight again and decide the real'king' Right."
"No! No! Uncle Hobb, guess what, just guess what! Who can be the strongest?"
"Hey... I just want to guess..."
"Who is it? Who is it?"
"Hey hey, that..."
"Hmm! Hmm!"
Uncle Hobb rubbed his nose, his eyes glowing with longing, and he cast his eyes on the largest college in the empire at the southeast corner of the city.
"The strongest candidate, of course..."

"Ah~~~~~~~!"
A female scream came from the academy's fighting school. It was only early in the morning at the moment, but the school grounds were already full of people. And most of them are women.
From the age of 10 to 18, these women almost all focused their attention on one person in the school field. This man is bathed in the morning sun and has a mouthful of bright teeth that can shine. The knight sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the dancing posture was indescribable.
"Ah~~~~~! Mr. Goodsay~~~~!"
There was another cheer, and the beauties here would only cheer for one person. And the only person who has this qualification to serve as the object of their cheers is the person who is handsome and smart. There are countless women support both inside and outside the school. He is admired by almost all girls of the same age, and is even more powerful.
The next noble successor to the Goodsey family, Dara Goodsey.
With a slight stroke of his hair, this movement seemed very natural and natural. The sweat shining brightly in the sun makes women admire it even more. Occasionally meeting that handsome eyes, it made a few girls who were not determined enough to faint in an instant. But this is still in exchange for the envy and excitement of other girls.
Dai Lao is wearing a white long-sleeved tights today with a corrugated collar on the neckline. The golden buttons set off his healthy skin, luxurious but elegant. At this moment, he was standing in the center of the martial arts school, holding the knight's saber symbolizing the Third Knights issued by the empire, standing upright, smiling and looking at the other ten peers around him.
"Should we go together, or one by one?"
Genius always possesses self-confidence different from ordinary people.