Chongnuo City, Iron Blood College.
The ten members of the Novice Training Class under Hang Jianshe were preparing to set off at the school entrance.
"Is Lu Lin really not coming to the preselection this time?"
"Does anyone know what he's been up to?"
Ever since Lu Lin took a leave from school a month ago, the training class had entered the second stage of learning.
Arena battles.
Although they were all reserve team members and had a low chance of actually playing, they still had to practice.
In case most of the main team members got injured and couldn't compete, they would need to substitute.
However, Lu Lin had been on leave for a month without returning, making the freshmen headed to Bovangpo City understandably anxious.
"Don't ask me, I don't know,"
Zhu Haolin casually replied.
During this one month, they had all improved quite a bit.
Hang Jianshe had reached the peak of Level 2, with a potential breakthrough to Third Level at any time.
