In a certain single apartment in the school city where the location and environment are not very good.
Ximen Jing put down his cell phone and looked at the rapidly decreasing contribution points in his ID card, the smile on his face gradually disappearing.
"A total of 30,000 tribute coins were obtained from Wang Haibo, and half of them were given to Zhou Yu in the blink of an eye. Are you saying that I am working for him?"
"Flying geese all day long, you will eventually be pecked by geese. Ximen Jing, Ximen Jing, you also have this day."
Ximen Jing sighed quietly.
Two giant pythons were coiled on the bed, spitting out snake messages and making a hissing sound.
"Gantuan, it's useless no matter how loud you scream. We've lost such a big sum, and we'll lower our food standards starting tomorrow."
Just as Ximen Jing was about to get up, his cell phone rang suddenly.
He hesitated for a moment and answered.
"New King, what else can you do?" Ximen Jing asked with a smile.
As he listened, Ximen Jing's expression became strange.
Until Zhou Yue finished speaking, Ximen Jing didn't say anything. He turned to look at the coat mirror in the corner, and the expression on his face, as plain as paper, was changing.
After a while, Ximen Jing breathed out: "Junior, you don't want to trick me, do you?"
Zhou Yue's chuckle came from the other end of the phone: "That's all I have to say. There may only be one chance. It depends on whether you can seize it."
End the call.
Ximen Jing brewed a pot of coffee.
Take out the refreshing betel leaves from the freezer.
Then he sat down at his desk, opened the panel, and started searching.
An hour later, pages of text, videos, and pictures appeared on the projection screen in front of him, all about the same person Zhou Yue.
From Nanhe City No. 2 Middle School to the Xuecheng Mansion, he compiled almost all the information about Zhou Yue's deeds into information materials.
Ximen Mirror flipped through each chapter.
His expression also changed from relaxed to serious, and then from serious to solemn.
He squeezed the chanting seal with his hand, and a ball of blue light appeared in his left eye. The light and shadow were flowing. If he looked carefully, he saw two figures entangled together.
A ball of yellow light also appeared in his right eye, and within the light curtain was a series of data and formulas, calculating something.
After a moment, the light in his eyes could no longer be suppressed and erupted, forming two light pillar-like projections suspended in the air.
"No way? The probability of Zhou Yue defeating Wang Haibo is actually over 75%?"
When Ximen Jing finally calculated the probability of victory or defeat, even he couldn't help but gasp.
"You suddenly rose up without any warning. What kind of person are you?"
"Teacher Chen seemed to be quite protective of him during the day. However, during the Nanhe City Selection Competition, the two of them were still tit for tat."
Ximen Jing increasingly felt that he could not see clearly.
He suddenly remembered something, opened the system, and once again entered the [Psychic Movement] learning time ranking list.
Unlike during the day, he started looking up from the 100th place.
Top 90, no.
Top 80, no.
Top 70, no.
…
Until the top 30, I still didn’t see Zhou Yue’s name.
Ximen Jing felt a sense of absurdity in his heart.
Those who are able to get here have only spent about nine hours learning the [Psychic Movement Technique].
Reason told him that there was no need to continue reading, but the inexplicable restlessness in his heart urged him to continue.
I still haven’t seen the top 20.
Not even in the top 10.
Top 3…
At this moment, Ximen Jing's body suddenly tensed up and his expression suddenly changed.
He stared straight at the line of hidden information at the top of the list, which was as pale as clear water marks, his eyes trembling slightly.
"This is……"
Soon, Ximen Jing reacted.
What has been hidden is the information of the latest record holder on this list, and there is a five-day countdown next to it.
Half a day has passed since the new record was born.
As a student assistant, Ximen Jing is naturally very aware of the fact that the record for learning the art of reading has just been broken, and it was just half a day ago, that is, this morning.
"No way……"
Ximen Jing's expression was stiff. For a long time, a hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I was really careless during the day."
"No wonder Chen Wenxi said those words..."
In the bachelor's apartment late at night, Ximen Jing finally understood everything.
Although the first place is temporarily set to hide information by the system, how could such a coincidence happen in the world?
"This year's rookie king, Zhou Yue... there is a high probability that he broke the historical record of [Psychic Movement Technique] in the Seventh Academy!"
Ximen Jing sighed softly and said that the only thing he was curious about now was how far ahead of time Zhou Yue broke this record?
The previous second place finisher completed learning this telekinesis technique in just over five hours, which was incredibly fast.
Could it be that Zhou Yue directly broke into the four-hour mark?
"Five days will happen to be the welcome party and the deadline for the freshman list. Once that day comes, Zhou Yue's record of learning telekinesis in just four hours will surely cause another sensation."
Ximen Jing let out a breath, looked out the window at the night, and fell into some kind of thought.
…
Two days later.
Zhou Yue finished breakfast in Tang Feng Street and packed lunch for Ercha and Xiao Ma Tuan.
Ding!
It was a text message from Ximen Jing: "The time is set at ten o'clock this morning, and the location is the academy's arena. Wang Haibo has already arrived."
"The Arena? Ma Lilang and the three of them seem to be in the Arena now."
Zhou Yue opened the Xinsheng Mansion chat group.
He couldn't remember when he joined the group, but it seemed that Jiang Weiwei pulled him in one day.
"Ma Lilang wins again!"
"His opponent this time was ranked close to the top 100 in the first grade. Ma Lilang also fought hard for more than half an hour before coming back and narrowly defeating him."
"Now Ma Lilang is only 80 points behind Zhou Yue in contribution points. The distance is getting closer and closer, and he may overtake him at any time!"
"He Zhen and Li Zhaoxin are only about 100 points away from Zhou Yue. It looks like they have a great chance."
"Today should be able to witness the title of New King changing hands!"
The large group of more than two thousand people was bustling with excitement.
There are only three days left before the official start of school, and the freshmen who are still in the residence hall are the winners who have completed their admission tasks.
However, today, at least more than half of the freshmen went to the college arena.
The group chat is full of photos and videos from the scene.
From the content of the chat, it is easy to see that most of the freshmen are cheering for Ma, Lilang and the other three, eagerly looking forward to the moment when the new king changes hands.
"It's only been half a month since you showed up. Are you so eager to see me replaced?"
Zhou Yue smiled and closed the group chat.
I can't blame the freshmen, because people are always forgetful.
Even as a mind cultivator, I almost forgot that the first reward with a total contribution value of 1,000 points should arrive today.
…
At the gate of Zhonglu College, there is still a strong concentration of spiritual substances.
There is also a trail next to the stone steps in the square to facilitate the entry and exit of the college for freshmen who cannot bear the stress.
Zhou Yue walked into the academy, only to find that the number of students coming and going had suddenly increased, more than ten times that of the day before yesterday. Their cultivation levels ranged from the first to the third realm, and they all rushed to the same local arena.
The sound of discussion drifted to my ears.
"I just got the inside information. I don't know if it's true or not. I'll find out if I go to the arena and take a look."
"If it's true, the gambling battle will start in an hour, so we have to hurry up!"
"I also asked why you all went to the arena. I was wondering before, how could three freshmen challenge the first-year students and attract so much attention? It turns out that there was a gambling fight, and I don't know which big boss started it.
The discipline team of King Shi Yan is so strict that it requires joint guarantee and certification from the hospital and the school. Without enough connections, it is impossible to obtain the qualifications for such a large-scale gambling competition."
Zhou Yue smiled slightly.
Two nights ago, on the phone, I provided Ximen Jing with an idea for a "bet fight".
The fight between himself and Wang Haibo was turned into a bet, and students from all grades were invited to come and place bets.
This matter was handled by Ximen Jing.
Zhou Yue will help solve some problems behind the scenes, and in the end, the profits will be equally divided according to the amount of effort.
Now it seems that the efficiency of Operation Ximen Mirror is not bad.
…
The Arena is a certain distance away from the ancient buildings represented by the Archives. It is located in the southwest of the college, among a group of silver-gray arc-shaped futuristic buildings.
The ring hall, as the name suggests, has a vast sunken ring in the center, surrounded by bleacher seats distributed along the stairs.
When Zhou Yue walked into the arena, he had the illusion of returning to the physical fitness gym of Nanhe No. 2 Middle School.
It's just that the big screen was replaced by a holographic projection giant screen with better effects.
The lighting and sound effects with no blind spots are unmatched by the physical gymnasium of Nanhe City No. 2 Middle School, a high school on the ground.
Zhou Yue stood above the high stands, leaning against the fence, looking down from a high position.
A challenge match just ended in the arena.
Zhou Yue looked down at the tall young man who returned victoriously from the ring.
The giant screen above showed the boy's name and simple information: Challenge Fang, Ma Lilang, Xinsheng, and First Realm.
On the right side of the screen is information about his opponent.
Ma Lilang's opponent in this match was a first-year senior, a student in the elite class, who ranked 103rd in the final assessment.
At this time, the senior was lying on the ring panting heavily, with empty eyes and a confused expression.
It was obvious that he was full of unwillingness and disbelief about his defeat, especially his defeat to a new student who had not officially enrolled yet.
After a long time, he slowly got up and walked out of the ring reluctantly.
Two first-year students were waiting for him, their faces equally ugly and full of frustration.
The three of them comforted each other with a few words and left the ring dejectedly.
In the rest area next to Ma Lilang, there were also two teenagers sitting.
A man in gray clothes is thin, tall, and has a cold expression.
A man in fine clothes was smiling and saying something.
"Ma Lilang, He Zhen and Li Zhaoxin."
Zhou Yue finally met these three star-level freshmen who have been famous for a long time.
From a long distance away, Zhou Yue sensed the extraordinary thoughts of the three people.
It is a kind of Yun Dan Feng Qing born from long-term edification and extensive experience.
It seems as if the non-stop leveling challenges in the past half month are just an interesting game.
The three of them, Ma Lilang and Ma Lilang, seemed to be sensing something, and they looked up at the top of the stands almost at the same time.
In the dark, I don't know if they can see it.
Zhou Yue smiled and looked away.
"Brother Yue."
Xu Fan trotted over, followed by Jiang Weiwei who was full of excitement, and Hu Jinhu who had a complicated expression.
In the past half month, Hu Jinhu, the leader of the East Campus who initially made things difficult for the new Nanhe City, has become closer and closer to the Nanhe City group.