The Magician of Cultivation

"Xiao Ling, is he the ice demon you've been talking about?"

Zhang Caifeng looked at the handsome boy in the field and looked at the righteous girl jokingly.

"Are you in love, little girl?"

"Oh, Sister Caifeng, what are you talking about?" Xiaoling blushed.

But in her mind, she couldn't help but think of another young wizard in white robes.

"It seems that he is better looking..."

Xiaoling's pale little face turned even redder.

Biyue stared at Yun Yi in the center of the venue in a daze.

She didn't know why, but she thought of Li Yulai.

They are also young, but have reached the level of junior magician, and they also like to wear white robes.

"I wonder who is better, Li Yu or him?"

Bi Yue shook her head and sneered, thinking that her brain had gone crazy.

Although Li Yu was also very good, he was only twelve or thirteen years old after all, a few years younger than the young man in the center of the venue.

Bi Yue twitched her beautiful nose wings and thought unconvincedly: "If Li Yu was the same age as him, he would definitely be much more powerful than him."

"Hey, hey, why do I feel like you two are both thinking about love?"

Zhang Caifeng narrowed her eyes and looked at Xiaoling and Biyue in confusion.

They were both very ashamed.

"Sister Caifeng, stop talking nonsense." Biyue glanced at Biziyan with a guilty conscience and changed the subject, "Look, someone is about to take action."

Hearing this, Zhang Caifeng and Xiaoling stopped playing and looked towards the center of the venue.

Among the crowd at the edge of the venue, a bald young man holding a huge axe slowly stepped into the circle.

The bald young man was over 1.9 meters tall, with a very strong body, bulging muscles, broad shoulders, and a strong back. It was obvious that he was proficient in the way of strength.

He walked with firm and powerful steps, and every step seemed to be stepping on a war drum, making a rumbling, low and powerful sound.

Coupled with his strong physique like a violent bear, he brings an extremely strong sense of oppression to people.

"It's Senior Brother Zhou Huaxiong from the Wu Academy..."

"It's Senior Brother Zhou Huaxiong..."

"Brother Zhou Huaxiong..."

"Junior Brother Zhou Huaxiong..."

There were sudden cries of surprise from the crowd.

Zhou Huaxiong is a prominent figure in the Yalan Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

He was born in a poor family and just turned 19 this year.

Logically speaking, being a mid-stage warrior at the age of 19 might be good in other places, but in the Yalan Magic and Martial Arts Academy where there are many geniuses, it can only be considered average.

However, Zhou Huaxiong only developed the sense of Qi at the age of 16, and it has only been 3 years since he was admitted to the Yalan Magic and Martial Arts Academy.

In 3 years, he advanced from the early stage of martial arts to the middle stage of martial arts. He is definitely a top genius.

"Do you think Senior Brother Zhou Huaxiong can win?"

Seeing him come out, some people who didn't know him asked worriedly.

"We can definitely win. Senior Brother Zhou was among the top five second-year students in the last annual competition."

"That's right. With Senior Brother Zhou's help, it will be easy to capture the Ice Demon."

Zhou Huaxiong's fans are full of confidence.

"Are you sure? But I heard that He Bie, who was at the early stage of warrior training at the Nanning Magic and Martial Arts Academy, was defeated."

"Yes, no matter how strong Senior Brother Zhou Huaxiong is, he is only at the middle stage of the second level, while He Yi is at the third level."

"Alas, it's a pity that there are no strong warriors under the age of 20 in our academy."

There are also people who are not optimistic about Zhou Huaxiong, but most of these people are first-year students in the court, including Jia Tao, Guo Yuan and Ma Ping.

"Hey, what do you kids in the court know?"

"Do you think the higher the fighter realm, the better? Can He Wei's warrior realm definitely beat a warrior?"

"if not?"

These first-year students are generally young, but they show no fear in their aura.

"Is it possible that the lower the realm, the better?"

"Fuck, how can you talk like that?" the man said angrily, "Are young people so rampant nowadays?"

"Ha ha......"

The two of them were talking, attracting the attention of several people around them.

Immediately, a first-year student of the court humbly asked, "Senior, when you said that the higher the realm, the better, what do you mean?"

"Yes, senior, please tell us about it."

"Senior, why can't a third-level player necessarily beat a second-level player?"

"Look at them..."

Seeing that everyone around him was full of curiosity, the man's expression finally eased up a little, and he felt that his vanity was greatly satisfied.

Cough, cough

He coughed lightly to attract everyone's attention, then spoke.

"For a fighter to advance, the battle qi realm is certainly important, but honing the physical body and becoming familiar with the battle qi skills of this profession are more important."

“Both of these things take a lot of time, and there are no shortcuts.”

"So, in our college, we have practical classes every week, and assessments every month and every semester."

Hearing this, the first-year students around nodded.

Their teaching has always attached great importance to actual combat, and has repeatedly stressed the need to consolidate the foundation and not to rush for a breakthrough.

"Moreover, the academy will give very generous rewards to the top ten students in the Magic and Martial Arts Colleges in each grade, such as enchanted weapons, scrolls, alchemical devices, etc."

"I heard that the academy will tailor-make training plans for the top five students in each year's competition."

"So, many of our academy's talented students are unable to break through to the warrior realm, not because they are unable to do so, but because they are preparing for the annual academy competition."

"I see......"

Everyone suddenly realized.

"I told you, our academy is one of the top five in Xueyan Country, much stronger than the Nanning Magic and Martial Arts Academy. They all have warrior students, so why don't we have any?

"That's right, that's right, so that's the reason. Thank you for clearing up my confusion, brother."

"Brother still knows more."

The students around him kept flattering him, and even the first-year student who had talked back to him before looked guilty.

The man smiled even more and continued:

"I know He Yi. He is said to be at the warrior level, but in fact he has just broken through, and his level is not stable."

"Moreover, He Yi is the only son of Mr. He's family in Liaocheng South District. He is usually arrogant and domineering, and thinks highly of himself. How could he spend a lot of time to strengthen his body and hone his fighting skills?"

"His realm was raised by relying on countless resources."

"If they really fight, anyone among the top ten of our second-year students can easily defeat him."

In the Yalan Magic and Martial Arts Academy, many students come from ordinary families.

In Liaocheng, there are only the Yalan Magic and Martial Arts Academy and the Liaocheng Official Magic and Martial Arts Academy, which recruit students from ordinary families, and the tuition fees are not expensive.

The poor school in Beicheng District - Liaocheng Official Magic and Martial Arts Academy, has very poor teaching quality and is not considered.

The tuition fees of Xiangya and Nanning alone are not affordable for ordinary families, not to mention the additional costs of accommodation, food, clothing, textbooks, etc., which are astronomical.

Upon hearing this, the students from ordinary families showed contempt and hatred towards the rich on their faces.

"So you are from the He family. Humph, the realm you reach by relying on treasures is just a minor path after all."

"If I had the same resources as him, I could also easily become a warrior." Many people said sourly.

"No wonder many second-year seniors look down on He Wei. So that's why..."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Hey, stop talking, it's time to get started."

The onlookers exclaimed, and everyone subconsciously stopped communicating and looked at the person in the middle of the circle.