Start From Cultivation University

"Starting from Xiuxian University ()"

Hearing Xie Tianyang's voice, the young man he was looking at raised his eyes. Seeing that Tianyang was looking at him with a frown, his tone was a little impatient.

"Your name is Han Jiangchen, right? Why are you sitting so far away? Are you comparing or not?"

Han Jiangchen looked at him silently, nodded after a while and said, "Compare."

"If you want to compare, just sit over here, what is there to hide?"

Xie Tianyang withdrew his gaze, and then scanned the surroundings: "People in this group, don't leave after dinner, go back to the training ground to practice the combination of spiritual power. Then listen to my password. The spiritual power can be practiced together!"

...

No one would be too happy after hearing his words, except Wei Ze.

After dinner time, he sat in his office sorting out the harvest displayed on the panel. As I scroll down, I see that new records are constantly being refreshed

[Student [Xie Tianyang] has improved spiritual power control level, spiritual power value +4]

[Student [Wang Yan]'s spiritual power control level has improved, spiritual power value +2]

[Student [Chu Yunyi]'s spiritual power control level has improved, spiritual power value +3]

【…】

It was already evening at this point, and the military training content of the day had ended, and the growth rate of the spiritual power of the students in other groups had slowed down, except for the ten students in Xie Tianyang's group.

Compared with the daytime, the increase in their spiritual power not only did not decrease, but even exceeded it. The hints of ten names were scrolled repeatedly, which made Wei Ze's eyes widen.

You are a mature flock of sheep, and it's time to learn how to increase wool production on your own.

He turned off the panel, he folded his hands behind his head, thinking gleefully.

I don't know which group of students will stand out in this final...

...

At the same time, there were more than 40 old students from the student union who were as concerned about this game as he was—in the tug-of-war, a total of 52 freshman teams competed at the same time, and the members of the student union volunteered to act as referees.

At the beginning of the competition, they were responsible for handing over the ropes with special spells to the freshmen, standing on the side, shouting their numbers, watching the movement of the central flag, and at the same time urging their spiritual power to prevent the freshmen from not being able to control their strength in the confrontation. , The spiritual disorder hurts classmates and public facilities.

That's what I said, but in fact, after a few days of competition, these old players seemed more excited than the freshmen on the field. Every night, we have to discuss the results of the day's game in a serious way. It's a bit like watching TV and betting on football... The freshman is the ball.

"Hey, let me tell you, what I watched today was really exciting!"

On the night of the third day of the competition, with the completion of the final semi-finals, Song Xudong returned to the dormitory after guiding the competition. As soon as he opened the door, he couldn't help sharing. The voice was so loud that the neighbors could hear it, obviously very excited.

All the old students living in his dormitory raised their heads from their bunks when they heard this: "Which scene are you watching? Who is against whom?"

"One group is the Liu Wenyan group that Haozi watched yesterday. As for the other group..." Song Xudong took out the list from his pocket, and read the names down, "Xu Jinxing, Lin Yan, Xie Tianyang, Han Jiangchen, Chu Yunyi ...Just these people, who has seen it before?"

"Oh! I remembered!"

Zhou Yan, who was on the opposite bunk, immediately regained his spirits: "I have an impression! This group was fierce in the first two days! Especially the one named Xie Tianyang, who was so fierce when he was transporting power, that his opponent was so frightened... Don't look There are only five people in their team who have reached Qi refining, and their strength, tsk tsk, is bigger than that of six or seven people. In my opinion, at least half of the credit is due to this surname Xie!"

"That person is indeed the head of the second class." Wu Hao who was on the side also nodded. In the past two days, he often ran into Xie Tianyang during his morning exercises, so he naturally knew something about this junior's cultivation.

"Then it seems that we can pay more attention to the freshmen in this group when recruiting new ones." Xiao Youyu by the window folded his arms in front of him, "However, we have to wait for them to finally win—tomorrow's final,

Besides this group, which is the other group? "

"It's Li Feng's group, I read it today." Wu Hao pulled out another list from his pocket and showed it to his roommates, "Now... there should be nine people in this group who have gone to Qi training. "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the old students in the dormitory changed.

"Nine?" Song Xudong took a breath, "This... how can this happen? Isn't this grouping too unfair?"

"The groups are divided according to the student numbers, purely random. And when they were first divided, it seemed that there were only seven people in this group who made breakthroughs, but there were two more in the two days of the competition."

Wu Hao explained. These two days, this kind of situation is very common: after nearly a month of training, most of the freshmen have already touched the threshold of qi refining, and when tug-of-war, they concentrate on one point, and often appear to pull and pull. Then someone broke through on the spot.

But obviously, for the opponent, this is not good news.

"Five refining Qi against nine... This is a bit nonsense."

The old students in the dormitory looked at the two lists, and each of them clenched their jaws: "If there are one or two more breakthroughs in this group tonight, there is still a possibility of winning. Otherwise, there will be too much disparity." gone."

"Forget it, it's not our competition anyway, why care so much. It's the same as the previous two days, we can bet."

Zhou Yan yelled a few words, then took out a high-grade talisman that was limited to the school, and put it on the list of Li Feng's group as if he were betting on football.

"Come on, come on, today's round of betting is over! I'm betting on this talisman today, and I'll bet on the group of nine qi refiners to win, will anyone follow?"

"Is it still necessary to bet? It's too obvious..." Song Xudong twitched the corner of his mouth, and just said half a sentence, he saw Wu Hao took out his talisman paper from his pocket, but it was placed on the list of the group who knew Tianyang superior.

"Then I'll bet on this group." Wu Hao said.

"Ah?" Song Xudong was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Youyu, who was thinking beside him, also took out the talisman paper from his pocket and folded it on top of Wu Hao's: "Wu Hao and I."

"Damn, what are you two thinking? One pays two, this is it!" Zhou Yan yelled, and turned to Song Xudong again, "You are with them too? I will pay one and three bloods!"

Song Xudong hesitated for a moment, then put the paper on Zhou Yan's one: "Forget it, it's better to be more stable here."

"Two-on-two, it's interesting." Xiao Youyu raised the corner of his mouth, "Just in time, I lack a piece of spirit-gathering paper recently to test a new formation."

"That's over, you lost brother Xiao. Our wave is very stable..."

...

For a while, Xihe's No. 3 dormitory was filled with the strange barking of the gambling dog who had nothing. And while they were shouting, the training ground was also echoing with the shouts of a group of people, and among them, a certain person's voice was the loudest.

"Listen to my password, one, two... Let it go! One, two... Take it! Okay, that's it, let's stop here today."

Xie Tianyang withdrew his palm and dissipated his spiritual power at the same time. He drank away the team members in front of him, but secretly clenched his fists.

——Tomorrow is the final acceptance of this military training... the final of the tug-of-war competition.