The young man smiled slightly and cupped his hands again.
follow closely.
He turned to look at the freshmen and said loudly:
"Junior brothers and sisters, my name is Meng Dong. Welcome to join Jiuyang Taoist Academy. I'm sorry to stop you here, but I believe many of you already know the reason."
After the words fell, there was a buzz of discussion among the freshmen, but not many people showed confusion and confusion.
Obviously, as Meng Dong said, most people already know about the guidance battle.
Seeing this, Meng Dong smiled deeply and continued:
"The tradition of the Taoist Academy cannot be abolished. Every year when new students are admitted, the old students will send ten people to compete with the juniors and juniors. This year is no exception. This is a guidance battle."
"In addition, every time one of us comes out, we will set a corresponding bet. As long as the junior brothers and sisters here can win, they can take away the bet."
"There is a limit of three hours. As long as the junior brothers and sisters can defeat the ten brothers and sisters who participated in the battle during this period, you will be considered a winner. Otherwise, our side will win. The loser will need to accept punishment and go to the Lingshi mining area outside the city to mine three
sky!"
As soon as Meng Dong finished speaking, someone among the freshmen said loudly:
"Senior Brother Meng, does it not matter if there is a wheel battle?"
Meng Dong smiled calmly when he heard this and said calmly:
"It doesn't matter. As long as we don't play again, any number of junior brothers and sisters can play."
"But there is another rule. It is forbidden to use items such as talismans and elixirs. Of course, weapons are an exception."
The crowd's chatter suddenly became louder.
Many freshmen are gearing up and looking eager to try.
One-on-one, they may not be rivals of Laosheng.
But in a wheel battle, there may not be no chance of winning.
After all, no matter how powerful Laosheng is, he only has ten people, but there are two hundred people here!
Twenty to one, it shouldn't be difficult to win in a wheel battle that exhausts the old student's energy, right?
Seeing the demeanor and behavior of the new students, all the old students, including Meng Dong, showed expressions that were half-smiling but not smiling.
In the crowd, Lin Shen suddenly felt two malicious eyes falling on him. He turned around and met the eyes of Peng Xinyuan and Kuang Bao.
The two of them stared at Lin Shen with evil eyes, looking at him with sneers on their faces.
Lin Shen was unmoved, calmly withdrew his gaze and ignored it.
On the other side, Meng Dong had finished explaining the rules and turned to look at the old students.
"Which one wants to come first?"
The old students all looked to one side of the square. There were ten people standing there. They were the ten yellow-level disciples selected to participate in the guidance battle this time.
Peng Xinyuan and Kuang Bao were among them.
However, the two of them did not move immediately. Instead, a short and stocky young man stood up.
"I'll go first."
The young man strode to the center of the square and stood there, looking at the freshmen with bright eyes.
"Junior brothers and sisters, my name is Qiao He, a yellow-level disciple of the Lower Court. In this first guidance battle, I will be the one to introduce you."
While speaking, he took out a black iron block the size of a palm from his body.
"As for the bet, senior brother, I don't have anything good with me. Let's just use this piece of black iron as a bet. Is that okay, Meng Dong?"
The last sentence was asked to Meng Dong.
Meng Dong smiled and nodded.
"There are no hard and fast rules on how much bet Old Student must place in the guidance battle, but according to unwritten rules, the value of the bet is generally not less than 300,000 spirit coins. Your piece of black iron weighs at least 20 to 30 kilograms, which converts into at least 5 spirit coins.
Starting at 100,000, it’s more than enough as a bet.”
The freshmen, who were initially disapproving of Qiao He's taking out an iron ingot as a bet, opened their eyes in surprise after hearing Meng Dong's words.
When he looked at the black iron in Qiao He's hand, his eyes became extremely hot.
Five hundred thousand spirit coins!
Use it to buy Zhengyuan Dan, which is enough to buy six or seven bottles!
Lin Shen was also a little surprised.
Are these old students so wealthy?
Just take out a piece of black iron worth starting at 500,000 spirit coins as a bet!
And that’s not a good thing?
It seemed that the resources that Jiuyang Taoist Temple could provide were much more abundant than he expected.
With a high-value bet ahead of them, the freshmen became more and more ready to make a move, and soon some people couldn't help but stand up.
"I'll be the first!"
A tall young man with thick black eyebrows stood out from the crowd.
"It's Zhou Peijun!"
"I have an impression of this person. He seems to be ranked in the top thirty in the college entrance examination!"
"That's right, he is the twenty-fifth, with a seventh-level Qi Dynasty cultivation level!"
"Pneumatic seventh floor? No wonder you dare to be the first to go up. It seems that you have confidence in yourself!"
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Peijun came to the center of the square and stood still, with a distance of more than ten meters and bowed his hands towards Qiaohe.
"Zhou Peijun, please give me some advice from Senior Brother Qiao!"
Qiao He smiled and nodded, looking calm and composed, obviously not taking Zhou Peijun seriously.
Seeing this, Zhou Peijun became angry. He said, "Senior brother, be careful," then he suddenly rushed towards Qiaohe with a sudden step.
call!
The blazing heat wave rolls forward!
As soon as Zhou Peijun made a move, he used all his strength, blasting out the Dacheng Realm Blazing Sun Palm, carrying a blazing wave that filled the sky and rolled towards his opponent like an overwhelming sea.
A low roar suddenly erupted from the crowd.
Yang Zhongyi raised his eyebrows and said in surprise:
"I have some impression of Zhou Peijun. When he took the exam, he seemed to be at the mastery level of Blazing Sun Palm, but now he has reached the Dacheng level. It seems that this guy's strength has improved a lot in this month!"
Su Nian nodded in agreement.
Raising one's martial arts skills to a higher level will significantly enhance overall strength.
Just like himself, if Blazing Sun Palm reaches another level and reaches the perfection level, the overall strength will increase by at least 20%!
Therefore, martial arts is an important factor in evaluating a practitioner's strength!
"It's a pity. If you give me another month, I will be at least 80% sure that I can break through the Blazing Sun Palm to the perfection state!"
Su Nian felt slightly regretful and suddenly looked at Lin Shen again.
In fact, he had wanted to ask Lin Shen since they met just now.
With the latter's talent, even if it only lasts for a month, his strength will probably improve a lot.
After much hesitation, Su Nian still didn't ask.
At this moment, the crowd burst into an uproar.
However, the situation on the field suddenly changed, and Zhou Peijun, who rushed towards Qiao He with great momentum, was unexpectedly punched away by Qiao He, leaving him almost unable to fight back.
Bang!
Zhou Peijun fell heavily to the ground, clutching his chest and groaning several times, his face turned the color of pig liver.
Half of it is painful, and the other half is ashamed.
He came on the stage with great momentum, but ended up losing in such an embarrassing manner. Under the attention of so many people, he was humiliated and sent to his grandma's house.
"I accept it, Junior Brother Zhou!"
Qiao He cupped his hands with a smile, then looked at the crowd and looked around.
"Which junior brother and sister will challenge next?"