"Boyi, transfer completed, occupation: non-combat profession—blacksmith!"
"Xiang Lexin, transfer completed, occupation: chef!"
"Jiang Shuang, transfer completed, occupation: enchanter!"
The transfer ceremony had been going on for an hour, and not a single person had yet transferred to a combat profession.
This outco made the faces of several school leaders in the viewing platform look grim.
Below.
Other high school seniors waiting to transfer were equally nervous.
……
"Next, senior class 6, Cen Zhirou!"
All eyes fell simultaneously on a strikingly beautiful girl.
Cen Zhirou.
One of the three recognized geniuses of Dongyun High School, a school beauty.
From a distinguished family, with exceptional looks and outstanding talent.
So people seem destined for glory from the mont they are born, with one halo of honor after another placed on their heads.
Under the gaze of everyone, Cen Zhirou's delicate face showed a hint of nervousness, but she still stepped into the transfer magic circle without hesitation.
The next second.
"Oh my god, what is that?"
"A phenonon!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
In their sight, the mont Cen Zhirou stepped into the transfer magic circle, a vast sea of light suddenly lit up. One by one, dazzling platinum beams of sacred light converged like teors, forming a holy magic book. The next second, it flashed into Cen Zhirou's body with a "swish."
This was the first occurrence of a transfer phenonon since the ceremony began!
On the viewing platform, the principal stood up in amazent, his eyes full of excitent.
"Cen Zhirou, transfer completed, rare profession—light mage!"
A voice announced, and the crowd was completely stunned.
"Hiss!"
"As expected of Dongyun High School's genius girl, her first transfer is actually a rare profession, light mage!"
"Love it, love it. School beauty, take us to glory!"
Voices of envy and admiration sounded.
On the viewing platform, the principal's face also showed a rare big smile, obviously extrely satisfied with this result.
As the light faded, Cen Zhirou walked down the stage happily amidst the admiring voices.
The result of transferring to a rare profession, light mage, made even Cen Zhirou a bit excited.
Amid her joy, Cen Zhirou's gaze inadvertently fell on Wang Chen, curious.
"I wonder what profession he will transfer to."
As one of the three geniuses, Cen Zhirou had a clear understanding.
Whether it was her or Qing chuan.
Whoever was second or third didn't matter much.
Because no matter who was second, the first was always Wang Chen.
Without a doubt, Wang Chen's first transfer profession wouldn't be weaker than hers, and it wasn't impossible for him to transfer to a hidden profession.
Cen Zhirou firmly believed this.
The transfer ceremony continued.
But because of Cen Zhirou's rare profession transfer, the subsequent transfers were less impressive.
So transferred to non-combat professions and lanted their fate.
Others transferred to combat professions, running off excitedly only to find the applause and praise lukewarm and perfunctory, dampening their spirits.
……
"Qing chuan, transfer completed, profession—"
"Gale Archer!"
As the announcent sounded, the ceremony reached another climax.
As one of the three geniuses, Qing chuan's transfer profession, though not rare, was still a high-level combat profession.
People eagerly discussed how Gale Archer differed from ordinary archer professions, with a 50% boost in skill cooldown and firing speed.
"Damn!"
However, Qing chuan, upon learning his result, walked down the stage with a sullen face.
He believed he wasn't inferior to Wang Chen and Cen Zhirou, yet his transfer profession wasn't even rare. Moreover, there was no phenonon during his transfer.
Qing chuan's face looked grim, as if he had swallowed a fly.
Looking up, he unintentionally t Wang Chen's calm and indifferent gaze, which to Qing chuan seed full of mockery and ridicule.
Qing chuan was instantly filled with anger and malice.
"Don't get cocky!"
"If you transfer to a blacksmith, you'll never rise again!"
Hearing the cursed whisper, Wang Chen didn't even spare him a glance. His eyes lazily moved away, treating Qing chuan as if he were air, completely ignoring him.
"Argh!"
Qing chuan was furious, cursing inwardly.
……
Afternoon.
Finally, the transfer ceremony reached senior class 3, Wang Chen's class.
"Zhang Li, transfer completed, profession—warrior!"
The announcent sounded.
On stage, Zhang Li jumped down excitedly and gave Wang Chen a big bear hug.
"Haha!"
"Chen, I did it."
"From now on, I'll be your underling, whatever you say goes!!"
Wang Chen: ??
This guy started rambling again, leaving Wang Chen speechless.
But transferring to a warrior profession was quite good for Zhang Li. Wang Chen was genuinely happy for him, and couldn't help but feel a tinge of anticipation for his own upcoming transfer.
Sure enough, it wasn't long before.
"Senior class 3, Wang Chen!"
A na and a reputation.
At the first ntion of the na, nearly 90% of the crowd's eyes focused on Wang Chen.
Sophomores and juniors.
Both those who had and hadn't transferred.
Including teachers, deans, and the principal.
At this mont, Wang Chen's face showed a relieved smile as he confidently walked to the stage and entered the magic circle.
Boom!
The next mont, a phenonon occurred.
An astonishing phenonon, dozens to hundreds of tis larger than Cen Zhirou's, suddenly appeared. For a mont, thousands of people in the square were so tense they didn't dare to breathe.
A beam of light several ters in diater shot into the sky, and countless giant beast shadows broke through the magic circle, manifesting in the void under the gaze of thousands of eyes.
A myriad of beasts, blotting out the sky!
This scene was more like a miracle than a phenonon!
Dragons, lions, tigers, pythons…
The beast shadows were indistinct, but their blurry outlines emitted an indescribable terrifying pressure.
"Roar!"
At a certain point, the illusory beasts roared in unison.
The roar shook the heavens and the earth, vibrating the sky.
Below.
Thousands of people were petrified.
The phenonon was so astonishing, unprecedented.
The principal was dumbfounded, his mouth wide enough to swallow an egg.
"This kind of phenonon…"
"Could it be a hidden profession!?"
Even hidden professions had been seen by the principal before, but he'd never heard of such an astonishing spectacle.
Shock!
Joy!
Envy!
Jealousy!
All eyes were on the magic circle above. In the crowd, Qing chuan's heart was bleeding with jealousy, wishing he could replace Wang Chen.
At the sa ti.
Above the magic circle, the illusory beasts began to dissipate, turning into light spots and rging into Wang Chen's body.
A voice announced.
"Wang Chen, transfer completed, profession—beast tar!"
Boom.
The stunned crowd erupted like a powder keg.
A commotion.
"Beast tar, an ordinary combat profession!"
"This… how is that possible!?!"
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