"I saw someone who looked like you just now. I didn't expect it to be true. I'm going to send a message to tell everyone to find a seat for you, Brother Yue!"
The mobile phone Jiang Weiwei just took out was pushed back by an invisible force.
Zhou Yue said: "No need to bother. I'll just take a look here. I'll have something to do later."
Xu Fan and Jiang Weiwei looked at each other, and Hu Jinhu asked: "Brother Yue, are you here to prepare for a leapfrog challenge?"
Zhou Yue said: "That's right."
Xu Fan clenched his fists with excitement.
Jiang Weiwei also looked excited.
The two of them have the closest relationship with Zhou Yue among the people in Nanhe City. In the past half month, they have been sending roundabout messages to remind Zhou Yue.
But Zhou Yue obviously didn't take it seriously.
It wasn't until Ma, Lilang and the others were almost catching up with each other in the rankings of the freshmen list that they, the leader of Nanhe City, showed up.
Hu Jinhu's face turned solemn: "Brother Yue, are you preparing for the challenge now, isn't it a bit late? You see, Ma Lilang will catch up with him if he wins only one game at most."
Following the direction of Hu Jinhu's finger, Zhou Yue saw the latest rankings on the projected list of freshmen.
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Zhou Yue, with 2780 points, ranked first.
Ma Lilang, 2750 points, second place.
He Zhen, 2730 points, third place.
Li Zhaoxin, 2700 points, fourth place.
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Jiang Weiwei's expression also became a little grim: "There are only 30 points left. If we win one more game, wouldn't Ma Lilang be able to..."
Before she could finish speaking, there was a commotion from the stands not far away.
Finally, a new student discovered Zhou Yue.
Freshmen kept turning their heads to look, their eyes still full of awe, but somewhat different from those half a month ago.
Several new cultivators, such as Wenyuan and the three Zhang brothers, also came to watch the battle.
Perhaps because they had witnessed the overwhelming success of Ma and Lilang against the first-year seniors these days, the original awe in their eyes when they looked at Zhou Yue had faded a lot.
At this time, there was another voice in the freshmen group.
"Zhou Yue finally couldn't sit still anymore! He also came to the arena!"
"Let me just say, Zhou Yue will never give up the title of Rookie King easily."
"There are only three days left before the deadline, and the battle for the Rookie King has finally entered the final fierce stage! I'm really looking forward to it!"
"Zhou Yue is very strong, and Ma Lilang and the other three are also very strong. I estimate that the suspense of the newcomer king of Zhonglu will remain until the last day."
More and more freshmen scattered in various areas of the stands turned to look for Zhou Yue, and many seniors also turned their heads curiously.
Beside the ring, Ma, Li and Lang were meditating and resting, preparing for the next round of challenges, but the atmosphere in the hall suddenly rose at this moment.
Ma, Lilang and the other three were keenly aware of the changes in the venue, and following the eyes of the freshmen, they discovered Zhou Yue.
Ma Lilang looked calm and calm.
He Zhen's eyes were sharp and full of provocation.
Li Zhaoxin seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a look of amusement on his face.
Zhou Yue's face was calm, and his heart was as calm as water. Compared with the false reputation of the newcomer king, his real desire was to have contribution points that could be exchanged for real money.
This is also my ultimate goal for coming to this arena today.
Of course, it would be best to be able to hold on to the title of Rookie King at the same time.
Just then...ding!
Amidst the noise, Zhou Yue heard the notification tone.
The prompt sound comes from the ID card.
He looked down and felt a sense of joy in his heart.
The first contribution reward that I have been looking forward to for more than two days has finally arrived!
At the same time, on the freshman ranking list on the projection screen, the number behind "Zhou Yue" flashed quickly, jumping from 2780 points to 3780 points.
The arena is still noisy.
After about five or six seconds, someone finally noticed something was wrong.
"Hey, look at the freshman list! Look at Zhou Yue's contribution points!"
"Am I not dazzled? How come you got 1,000 points more all of a sudden?"
"Is there something wrong with the system?"
"If something goes wrong, it's unlikely that something will happen to Zhou Yue alone."
"This...what exactly is going on?"
In less than half a minute, everyone discovered the abnormal changes in Zhou Yue's contribution.
The arena gradually became quiet.
The freshmen chat group was also completely silent.
Outside the ring, Li Zhaoxin's face was full of disbelief, He Zhen was obviously confused, and Ma Lilang remained expressionless, but his slightly trembling arms betrayed the violent fluctuations in his heart.
High in the stands, behind Zhou Yue, Xu Fan and Jiang Weiwei were stunned.
Hu Jinhu took a deep breath and stared at Zhou Yue's back with great complexity, his heartbeat kept accelerating.
In the past half month, Ma, Li, and Lang have passed the grade-level challenge and chased Zhou Yue in an almost crazy way.
In just over half a month, not only did they contribute more than 2,000 points, but they also ranked among the top 20 in the overall list of the seven colleges. This year's competition for the number one freshman in Zhonglu College is full of suspense.
However, more than half a month later, Zhou Yue only made one public appearance, bringing 1,000 points of contribution, and the suspense diminished again.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ability of Ma Lilang and the three of them to challenge the first-year seniors who are more than 100 years old is almost their limit.
You must know that the seniors ranked within the top 100 in the first grade have either already broken through to the second-level realm, or are just one step away from the second-level realm. This is definitely not something that Ma, Lilang and the others can handle.
Suddenly at this moment, a "pop" sound came from above the venue.
The lights in the entire arena went out, as if the energy supply had been cut off, and it fell into darkness and silence.
The black tide spreads, and it is as silent as the boundless deep sea in the far north.
The clone Kun deep in Zhou Yue's consciousness was wagging its fins and tail, ready to move.
Darkness and silence, the cold and comfortable embrace, are the world that belongs to it.
Zhou Yue, who was standing on the railing high in the stands, had ice in his eyes, his expression was cold and full of ruthlessness.
At this time, the whole place was dark, and Hu Jinhu and the other three could not see anything unusual about Zhou Yue.
They only felt that the temperature of the surrounding air dropped, and their bodies became cold, but they did not understand why.
Fortunately, before the crowd started to get restless, a pair of orange searchlights lit up from both sides of the ceiling of the arena.
It lit up one by one from the outside in, like a guide board guiding the way, and finally led everyone's eyes to the holographic projection floating screen above the ring.
There were bursts of discussion among the crowd in the stands.
Although the Arena said goodbye to the darkness, it was still dim.
Suddenly, the giant holographic projection screen lit up.
In the screen, a silhouette appeared from behind.
Male, young, tall, with yellowish curly hair that dances playfully on his shoulders like waves.
This video was obviously carefully produced. It shows the back of a curly-haired young man walking in the morning light. He is vigorous, majestic and mysterious. The scene was taken on the beach outside the Sky Barrier.
A certain host's soulful voice sounded from the shadows of the arena.
"He was born into a prominent family and came from a well-known family in the city. However, he lost his father when he was young, his family fell into decline, and his life was full of twists and turns."
"He was unwilling to fall and fought against his fate. He showed amazing talent when he was young, and eventually became the number one high school student in a ground city in the Central Continent and entered the Central Continent branch.
"In just half a year, from an unknown freshman, he rose from more than 800 freshmen to 98. He successfully entered the elite class and made his mark. And in the next semester, he rose even more rapidly, and finally
Defeated many opponents and ranked among the top ten in the final test of the school year!"
"The challenger in this next arena match is the protagonist in our picture. He is an elite member of the first-year elite class who has an extraordinary life. He is ranked sixth at the end of the year. He is a second-level mind cultivator and the male god Wang Haibo.
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Holographic projection is silent.
All the searchlights above and below the ring were turned on, shining on the curly-haired young man standing outside the ring.
Wang Haibo's cheeks were slightly red, and he glanced complicatedly at the host in black who was always standing in the shadows.
Then he let out a loud roar according to the appearance script that was forced upon him before he came, and jumped up, more than three meters above the ground. Like a bronze-footed vulture, he landed heavily on the ring with a buzzing sound, throwing up a burst of dust.
Wang Haibo turned towards the stands and suddenly raised his right fist high.
A roaring tsunami of applause and cheers rang out from all directions in the stands!
However, almost everyone in the stands, whether freshmen or old students, were motionless, with stunned faces and strange expressions.
Xu Fan listened to the thunderous cheers that echoed throughout the stadium, and then looked at the silent audience in the stands around the venue with their mouths closed, and couldn't help but murmured: "What... is going on."
Zhou Yue smiled and said: "It should be the cheers that were recorded in advance and played through the surround sound system."
"Ah?" Jiang Weiwei opened her mouth wide: "Is this okay? It's too shameful! Wait, the person being challenged is the top ten in the first grade? The second-level mind cultivator? No way? How can you beat this?"
The freshmen in the mansion area were also a little dumbfounded.
The three of them, Ma Lilang and others, are cultivators of the First Transformation Realm.
Among the first-year seniors who have taken the challenge before, there are also students from the elite class.
But the seniors who were challenged were only ranked over a hundred, and they were all in the first realm.
The Wang Haibo in front of me is at the second level of cultivation and among the top ten in his grade.
He is not in the same weight class as the first-year seniors who were challenged before!
The host's magnetic voice echoed throughout the audience, "Today's final challenge is... the freshmen leapfrog to challenge Wang Haibo, who is among the top ten in the first grade!"
"Should the freshmen continue to win, or will Wang Haibo defend the dignity of the first grade?"
"Please wait and see."
The host paused and said with a smile: "Now, please pick up the panel in your hands, start cheering, and start placing bets!"
Finally, thunderous cheers sounded from all directions, and this time it was no longer a recording.
The old students excitedly raised their panels and started placing bets.
The freshmen looked around with confusion on their faces.
Hu Jinhu and Xu Fan beside Zhou Yue were also confused.
Although they have completed the entrance examination, it is far from enough to touch some of the obscure rules of the game within the academy.
Zhou Yue on the high platform took in this series of changes, and then his eyes fell on the host in black in the shadow of the corner of the ring.
The other person was wearing black clothes, a black hat, and black sunglasses. He was the height of an ordinary person and had an ordinary passerby face.
This person was the clerk of the library the day before yesterday, and today he became the host of the Arena.
However, whether it was the secret takeover of the arena, the production of Wang Haibo's appearance video, or attracting senior students to participate in the gambling game, including mobilizing the atmosphere on the scene, it seemed to be effortless for him.
As expected of the information provided by Feng Yongde, Ximen Jing, known as the “Thousand-faced Teaching Assistant” of Zhonglu College.
At this time, a figure flashed onto the ring and appeared opposite Wang Haibo.
It was Ma Lilang.
He Zhen and Li Zhaoxin also followed closely.
Li Zhaoxin said to the host first: "Our opponent in this round is not him. Senior, are you mistaken?"