Start From Cultivation University

"Starting from Xiuxian University ()"

Final acceptance? Free tug of war?

More than 20 days had passed, and the only thing Chu Yunyi felt when he heard the news was excitement. He got up from the ground, wiped away his tears, rubbed his hands, rolled up his arms and went to find his teammates.

The other freshmen were doing the same thing as her: students with adjacent student IDs stood in the same line, and quickly formed fifty-two circles according to their respective groups. Chu Yunyi also quickly found his group under the shade of a tree, and found an open space to sit down.

Under the background of the competition, there is a natural sense of identity with each other. After sitting down, everyone naturally began to introduce themselves to each other, complained about the torture of the past twenty days, and then discussed the "final assessment" very familiarly.

"The final acceptance test is obviously a test of the application of spiritual power. With spiritual power, the girls can easily defeat the strong man. This competition is about the average cultivation level of the members of the group... By the way, how many people in our group have reached the level of Qi training? "

"I'm here, and he, he, she... almost half of the people have broken through?"

"Half of the people is not too much, right? What if we get a group of people who are all in the Qi refining period? Then I'm afraid they can treat us like yo-yos."

"This shouldn't be possible... Oh, Lord Taishang bless me, don't draw a perverted group as soon as I come up..."

A group of people chattered and discussed, and each of them began to pose as praying. But when everyone put their hands together and burned incense to the sky, a very cold voice came out.

"Blessing? What's the use of shouting blessings here? Do you really think that Sanqing will give you a second look because of this crap? Instead of counting on those illusory lucks, it's better to think about how to improve your own strength."

These words were quite forceful, and instantly interrupted the chattering nonsense around him. A group of people couldn't help but be led to look where the sound came from, and found that the boy named Xie Tianyang made the sound. At this time, he sat up straight, folded his arms and glanced at the classmates in front of him, with disdain written all over his face.

"The lottery is not something we can control. Then, it is completely meaningless to put our minds on it."

Xie Tianyang faced those students who were burning incense against the sky, and said in a cold voice: "Now time is limited, every minute of chatter is a waste of a minute. Since you want to win, then take advantage of this opportunity to practice more quickly. What's the use of begging Sanqing? Just deceiving yourself."

The crowd who were chattering just now fell silent. The few students who took the lead in praying for God couldn't hold back their faces, and said to him very displeasedly: "You said you want to practice, so how do you practice? The competition will start tomorrow, and you will be able to improve even if you work hard for three days. Not much, right?"

"Use your brains. If you just want to check and accept your personal cultivation results, those regular events are enough. Why add this special competition?"

Xie Tianyang said: "Obviously, this is to test the ability of the cultivators to use spiritual power collaboratively. Everyone has similar cultivation bases, so it is not only the average strength that determines success or failure. More importantly, to explore how to combine the team's actual strength through joint attacks. Play at the highest level."

As he spoke, he casually picked up a stone from the side, put his hand on it, and glanced at a boy next to him: "Press and hold the other side."

"Huh? What are you doing..."

Before the boy who was pointed out said the second half of his sentence, he saw that Tianyang squinted his eyes slightly, and a wolf-like sternness flashed in his eyes. The invisible pressure made him shut his mouth involuntarily, obediently put his hand on the stone, and followed the way Xie Tianyang said, with some difficulty to mobilize his spiritual power.

"Let it go, let it go, let it go...Okay, stop! Take it! That's it. Can you feel my spiritual power? You can take a little more and blend into my spiritual power... Yes, just follow the current method Maintain the range, I will guide..."

Several students around stretched their necks, watching the rock tremble slightly under their hands, Xie Tianyang frowned, while the boy under his order was already sweating profusely. After a while, the two moved their hands away,

The stone didn't look anything out of the ordinary.

But then, they saw that Tianyang raised his knuckles and tapped lightly on the stone, and then the seemingly tight-fitting stone broke apart easily like an egg. Looking inside, the innermost stone layer It turned into powder!

"When practicing boxing before, the spiritual power of a group of people can directly break the tree, and the damage is not scattered over a large area, but concentrated in a few points, which shows that there must be an optimal fusion of spiritual power. A good output angle. At that angle, the spiritual power of different people is superimposed, and if they cooperate well, one plus one is greater than two. "

Xie Tianyang looked at the stunned students in front of him, pointed to the stone and continued: "This is the proof. The same is true for the effect of spiritual power on the stone, and the same is true for the opponent during the tug-of-war. As long as ten people keep the same grip on the rope At the best input angle, the spiritual power that can be exerted can surpass the power of ten people."

"...Fuck, awesome!"

A group of people stared dumbfounded, and the displeasure just now was immediately suppressed. A few people who were still dissatisfied stopped talking, but a few others immediately began to express their loyalty: "Brother, this wave will be mixed with you! Let's find an angle and cooperate with each other for a few days. This will definitely make it to the quarterfinals." what!"

"Finals?" Xie Tianyang snorted when he heard this, "There are a total of 80 people in the quarterfinals, what's there to be happy about entering the quarterfinals? Since you want to play, you must... get the first place! "

"...what?"

A group of people were dumbfounded for a few seconds before someone said cautiously: "Student, this...can't be too full of words, right?"

"Leave yourself a way out from the beginning, how can you get good grades?" Xie Tianyang shook his head, "This kind of selection is obviously to select potential training targets. Since resources are limited, except for the first place, the rest Rankings are meaningless."

"This...then what if you meet a group of people who are all refining Qi?"

"I don't care who the opponent is. What I care about is whether I get the best. No matter who it is, as long as it competes with me for this position, then I will stay with me to the end."

Xie Tianyang paused when he said this, and then glanced at everyone in front of him with irresistible eyes: "Our group must win the final. If you don't want to compete for this resource, you can apply for a group change now, and I will also talk to the teacher Tell someone else to come over. At that time, just pray that we don't meet each other on the field."

When they were divided into groups, they did not designate each group leader, but after Xie Tianyang said this, no one dared to refute. He just sat there, with his chest folded in front of him, and he glanced at the students who had submissive eyes in front of him one by one, and finally fell on Han Jiangchen who was sitting in the corner.

"Hey, that one over there, are you from our team?"