Wang Haibo glanced at Li Zhaoxin and the other three: "Everyone, go down."
He Zhen grimaced: "Is it because the first graders are afraid of losing that they let you, senior, play?"
Wang Haibo sneered: "You won a few worthless shrimps and then you're gone? How dare you yell at your seniors?"
As he finished speaking, a wave of light emerged from his eyes.
He Zhen had been on guard for a long time, and dodged as soon as possible, and at the same time released his telekinesis to defend.
However...boom!
He Zhen was knocked out of the ring by an invisible force and flew more than twenty meters before falling to the ground.
Ma Lilang and Li Zhaoxin's expressions changed.
They also understood that there was a gap in strength between themselves and the senior Wang Haibo who made a grand appearance, so they raised questions.
But I didn't expect the gap to be so big. I had no power to fight back and was completely crushed!
The freshmen in the stands began to protest after a brief silence.
"That's not fair! First graders are cheating!"
"Ma Lilang and the others will definitely not choose to challenge the seniors who are in the second transfer realm. The first graders did it on purpose!"
"A secret operation! There is something fishy! We want the truth!"
Who can be selected into the academy and become a cultivator, who is not an elite among ordinary people?
Ma, Li, and Lang defeated the first-year seniors, proving that their talents far exceed their peers.
But someone like Wang Haibo, who ranks close to the top five in his first grade, has the qualifications to challenge ordinary second-year seniors, and is definitely not something that any freshman can challenge.
There is no hope for the three of them who are as strong as Ma Lilang.
The host in the shadow spoke: "Ma Lilang, Li Zhaoxin, please get off the stage first. This match is not prepared for the three of you. Your challenge will be postponed to this afternoon."
Ma Lilang, Li Zhaoxin, and He Zhen, who had just gotten up, were all stunned.
Ma Lilang frowned: "Isn't the challenger in this game a freshman?"
The host smiled faintly: "I just said, they are freshmen. But, they are not you."
After saying that, Ximen Jing slowly turned around and faced the heights of the stands.
Wang Haibo also followed Ximen Jing's gaze, with fighting intent in his eyes.
Ximen Jing, who was in the shadow beside the ring, locked his eyes on Zhou Yue, who was in the shadow on the high platform, with a playful smile on his face.
"The new student who is about to challenge Wang Haibo, a first-year student in the Second Transition Realm, is him!"
As soon as the voice fell, the searchlights on the arena turned around like arms and fingers.
The light was cast behind the high fence of the auditorium, covering Zhou Yue, as well as Xu Fan and Hu Jinhu who had their mouths wide open behind Zhou Yue.
A close-up of Zhou Yue's face at this time also appeared on the holographic projection screen.
His expression was very calm, neither pretending to be indifferent nor arrogant and unrestrained like a young man, but there was a vague desire in the depths of his eyes that was difficult to discern.
The background of the projection is Xu Fan, who is shrinking his head with a ghostly expression on his face, and Hu Jinhu, who is trying to remain calm behind Zhou Yue.
"We invite a new student, Zhou Yue!"
After Ximen Jing finished speaking, he put down the microphone and winked at Zhou Yue through his sunglasses.
The freshmen were stunned and collectively lost their voices.
Instead, the old students began to make noises and looked for Zhou Yue.
Zhou Yue knew that it was time for him to appear.
He walked slowly down the steps, his steps silent, which was in sharp contrast to Wang Haibo's astonishing momentum when he appeared on the stage.
There is no way, this is what he and Ximen Jing's plan was.
Wang Haibo is exaggerated, but there is almost no introduction to himself, which creates a contrast and highlights Wang Haibo's strength.
Of course, there is already a gap between the two people's identities and superficial strength. This is just to add an extra layer of insurance.
The support rate for this bet also appeared on the giant screen.
Wang Haibo has an absolute advantage with a rate of more than 92%.
However, less than 8% of those who are optimistic about Zhou Yue are still declining.
In this case, if Zhou Yue wins this challenge, those who bet on Zhou Yue will make a lot of money.
…
In the corner of the west side of the stands, a young woman thought deeply in her eyes: "Something's wrong. I always feel that the host is deliberately suppressing Zhou Yue and giving the bettors an illusion... Zhou Yue is not that weak. Even if he faces Wang Haibo, I'm afraid he won't
Able to fight."
The young man beside her, who was pale and indifferent, said, "Xuemei Bian finally found out. Do you know who the host is?"
Bian Xuerong shook her head slightly: "It feels a bit familiar. Do you know Senior Shang?"
The young man named Shang smiled and said: "If Ximen takes action, there will be disaster. But I didn't expect that Ximen Jing, who has always been a loner, would actually win over this year's newcomer king."
"It's him..."
Bian Xuerong's face suddenly changed, and then her eyes flashed with vigilance, and she asked in a low voice: "From what Mr. Shang said, it seems that he admires Zhou Yue very much? Are you also planning to win over Zhou Yue?"
Mr. Shang said with a smile but not a smile: "It would be too hypocritical to say that I have never had this idea. But first of all, this new king is from Nanhe City. If I win over him, wouldn't I become a person who dynasty Qin Muchu. Secondly, Feng Yongde was killed because of him
The loss of control over the new student in the mansion is beyond my expectation. I have already formed a quarrel with this new king. Thirdly, my contract partner seems to hate him very much."
Bian Xuerong was startled, and her eyes moved down to the arms of the young man beside her.
In an exquisite brass cage, a flying wolf scorpion that was completely black and had iron wings on its back was raising its upper body and waving iron pincers in the direction of Zhou Yue, spraying cyan mist from its mouthparts.
Bian Xuerong's eyes showed deep envy: "Young master, this partner is a rare hybrid among the extraordinary species. In the global spiritual battle in half a year, you and your contractual partner are destined to shine."
Mr. Shang said calmly: "The number of places in the academy to participate in the war is limited. We need to get the places first."
Bian Xuerong smiled and said: "I heard that the young master is about to be selected as a student assistant. Don't assistant teachers have quotas for recommendation?"
Mr. Shang smiled and changed the subject: "Sister Bian, are you interested in accompanying me to fight with Ximen Jing? Ximen Jing bribed Zhou Yue to cooperate with him, and he must have promised Zhou Yue a lot of benefits."
Bian Xuerong's eyes flashed with deep hatred: "Of course. As long as it makes Zhou Yue's life difficult, I am willing to do anything! Even if it means offending Ximen Jing! But how to do it specifically?"
There was a look of satisfaction in Mr. Shang's eyes: "Ximen Jing must have made arrangements in advance. His purpose is to let everyone bet on Wang Haibo to win. As long as Zhou Yue wins this competition, he will make a lot of money. And we want to
It's very simple, just let everyone bet on Zhou Yue to win, then Ximen Jing and Zhou Yue will be in a dilemma. If they lose, they lose, and if they win, they lose the game."
Bian Xuerong nodded slightly, but hesitated for a moment: "From what Young Master said, Zhou Yue's chances of winning are not small? Wang Haibo is in the second realm, how can Zhou Yue have a chance to win?"
Mr. Shang sighed softly: "Have you still not guessed how Zhou Yue's contribution value of one thousand points came from?"
Bian Xuerong was thinking, when the young man's slightly complicated voice sounded in her ears, "Zhou Yue, he should have broken through the second rank in advance."
Bian Xuerong's head buzzed, and her expression changed drastically.
…
There are less than ten minutes left before the game starts and the betting time ends.
Zhou Yue's approval rating has dropped to less than 2%.
Although the profit was not huge, the students who bet on Wang Haibo's victory still had no idea of wavering.
For most students, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are. The new semester is about to begin. They must not only deal with the steadily rising prices in the school city, but also be careful of various traps in the college. In addition to studying and practicing, making money has become their priority.
Top priority.
A first-year student looked down at the messages in the group chat.
"Huh? Newcomer Wang Zhouyue once defeated the new students of the same class with one against five in the mansion? Oh, so what, no matter how powerful it is, it is just a change of realm. The person who posted this news is really naive, thinking that
In this way, can you deceive people into detaining Zhou Yue instead?"
Just as he was about to put away his phone, his expression suddenly changed.
"Control the five objects with your mind? Can you control the five objects with your mind as soon as you change the state?"
He hesitated for a moment, patted a freshman in the front row, and asked about Zhou Yue's deeds.
When the freshman saw that it was his senior who was asking the question, he was a little excited and started telling Zhou Yue's amazing deeds in a barrage, but he didn't notice that the senior's face was becoming more and more solemn.
Then there was another message that stunned the first-year student on the spot.
"That host is actually Ximen Jing? The Ximen assistant who has a thousand faces and deceived countless people?"
"It's really him... Damn it, is this a trap!"
He looked up at the giant screen timer, hesitation flashing in his eyes.
According to the rules, you cannot withdraw after you have placed your bet, and you can only change your bet before the official start of the betting battle.
bite!
The fourth message appears.
His expression suddenly changed.
"Yeah, why didn't I expect that the suddenly increased contribution value of 1,000 points is the reward that no one has received in more than 30 years for freshmen to break through the second realm!"
"I just broke through to the second rank last month, and he actually did it before he officially entered school!"
"The new student in the second realm...the first one in more than thirty years...this year's new king is simply a monster!"
"Such a monster cannot be treated with common sense. Even if you face Wang Haibo, you have a good chance of winning! Wealth can be found in danger! Changed!"
Snap!
He decisively chose to imprison Zhou Yue instead.
Similar messages appear in many chat groups.
The students at the scene didn't believe it at first, but as the amount of information became larger and larger, they finally realized what a genius this year's rookie king was.
Someone opened the general list of freshmen in the seven colleges.
Just before the morning, Zhou Yue had almost been squeezed out of the top ten in the overall list by the geniuses of Capital College. However, with the addition of 1,000 new contribution points, Zhou Yue's ranking soared again, rising to third place.
This is the overall ranking of the seven academies.
The last time a student from Zhonglu College entered the top ten on the overall list was the era when Nie Yuanfeng was born, but Director Nie only entered the top five.
This discovery once again caused large-scale changes in deposits.
Bian Xuerong looked up at Zhou Yue's rising support rate on the giant screen with complicated eyes.
Mr. Shang's light laughter rang out, "Xuemei Bian, be happy. You and I have intervened in this game between Ximen Jing and Zhou Yue, and it is destined to be unstoppable. No matter whether Zhou Yue wins or loses, it will be a defeat."
Bian Xuerong forced a smile on her face: "As expected of Mr. Shang, even Assistant Ximen's game was broken at the drop of a hat. I was just thinking that a big part of the reason why we were able to get everyone to switch to Zhou Yue so quickly was
The problem lies with Zhou Yue himself... He is simply too strong, beyond everyone's understanding of the new students."
A cold light flashed in Mr. Shang's eyes, he was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "No matter how strong he is, he is just a pawn of Ximen Jing."
"Let me tell you this, the Heritage Academy adopts a student self-supervision system. The real purpose is to create seven spiritual fighting places. Thousands of students bite and fight like spiritual beasts, competing for it.
With limited resources.”
"No matter how fierce the fight is, it's still in this Colosseum. Only by truly fighting a bloody path through thousands of troops and stepping on the heads of tens of millions of people can we become the resource controller behind the scenes of the academy.
For example, those student assistants. They have already half-stepped out of the Colosseum and are competing in the larger world."
"Despite Zhou Yue's current glory, he is just a pawn in the game between me and Ximen Jing."
Hearing this, Ximen Jing, Song Yuxin, Shi Qing and other influential figures who were above millions of students flashed through Bian Xuerong's mind. Now among these names, there is bound to be another Shang Wuhen.
Which of these characters does not use ordinary students as pawns to influence the affairs of the academy?
Compared with them.
Who is Zhou Yue?
The most he can control are some young and immature freshmen in the mansion.
…
There are less than five minutes left before the official start of the arena competition, and the situation suddenly changes!
Wang Haibo's approval rate has plummeted, while Zhou Yue's approval rate has exceeded 50% and is still rising rapidly.
The freshmen didn't know what was going on and were excited and cheered loudly.
The people in Nanhe City were particularly excited.
They didn't know what was going on, but judging from the changes in the support rate at the scene, Zhou Yue had obviously been recognized by many seniors.
Several people on the stage were a little confused at this time.
Wang Haibo watched in disbelief as his approval rating fell below 50% in the blink of an eye on the giant projection screen. He clenched his fists, his face turned red, and his expression was a little embarrassed.
Ma Lilang opened his mouth in disbelief.
Li Zhaoxin was even more surprised and speechless.
Zhou Yue walked over expressionlessly, glanced at the Ximen Mirror, and said via telepathy: "What's going on?"
Ximen Jing, who was in the shadow, put down his mobile phone, and the bitterness on his lips turned cold in an instant: "You were screwed. Someone intervened forcefully and wanted to break your game."
Zhou Yue asked: "Who?"
Ximen Jing raised his head, glanced across the stands, fixed on a place in the west, and then retracted: "It's actually him, Shang Wuhen. Haha, I remember it."
Zhou Yue said calmly: "What's the point of remembering? There are still three minutes until the deadline for betting, and now more than 70% of the people are betting on me. Do you want me to lose on purpose?"
Ximen Jing said: "If you want to win money, according to the current odds, it is best if you can put down your dignity and lose on purpose. Unless you can make everyone change their bets on Wang Haibo again. But the operating time left now is not enough, Shang Wuhen
It was just pinched on purpose."
Zhou Yue fell silent.
This game was supposed to go smoothly. Almost everyone originally bet on Wang Haibo to win. As long as they defeated Wang Haibo, they could make a huge fortune.
However, Shang Wuhen, that is, Mr. Shang, who has "long admired the famous name", interfered with it. Most people bet on themselves to win instead.
Shang Wuhen, before I came to mess with you, you came to mess with me first.
You want me to deliberately lose the fight in public?
hehe.
Zhou Yue glanced at the countdown.
The deadline for betting is very close, and when the timer reaches zero, no one can make any changes.
There is only the last two minutes left to turn the situation around!
A sense of urgency that had not been felt for a long time arose in Zhou Yue's heart.
He suddenly turned around and stared at Wang Haibo.
Wang Haibo was already very unhappy, but being scrutinized by Zhou Yue made him even more angry: "What are you looking at? Let me teach you a lesson..."
Before Wang Haibo could finish speaking, Zhou Yue suddenly did something that surprised everyone.
…
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