What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

Seeing Chu Qiuhe defeated by Zhang Yu, Qian Shen exclaimed, "Zhang Yu won."

Zhao Tianxing had also been observing the battle, but he couldn't understand it at all, and wondered, "How did he suddenly win? It felt like Zhang Yu was being suppressed the whole time."

Qian Shen thoughtfully said, "Although Zhang Yu was being suppressed the whole time, if you think about it carefully... he actually blocked almost all of Chu Qiuhe's attacks."

"On the other hand, Chu Qiuhe relied on his strong physique and was almost all offense and no defense."

Qian Shen said uncertainly, "And then it seemed like Zhang Yu just happened to hit his vital point?"

He sighed, "I heard that the previous college entrance exams were purely arena fights, but there were too many random factors in battles. Relying solely on combat couldn't select the most outstanding talents, so it was gradually revised into the current system of six subjects totaling 700 points."

He Dayou said gloatingly, "Chu Qiuhe is finished at White Dragon High School after losing this match."

Zhao Tianxing said, "It's just losing one battle, it's not that exaggerated, right?"

He Dayou: "What would be the consequence if you lost to an ordinary high school?"

Zhao Tianxing immediately frowned: "What do students from ordinary high schools know about cultivating immortality? How could I lose to them?"

He Dayou said lightly: "What if you lost?"

The sky would fall, the shame of Songyang, the humiliation of the whole school, walking onto the roof... Just thinking about it made Zhao Tianxing feel bleak.

He Dayou saw the change in his expression and laughed with a 'heh' sound: "So you understand, right?"

But then he saw Zhang Yu walking off the stage, and couldn't help but frown again.

Chu Qiuhe losing made him secretly happy, but Zhang Yu winning also made him feel distressed.

...

Meanwhile, in another arena.

The unconscious Chu Qiuhe was carried back to the White Dragon High School's preparation area.

The competition coach glanced at him, but didn't rush to wake him up and insult him.

After all, only Chu Qiuhe had returned so far. The other contestants were still competing in the arena.

Of course, they had to wait until everyone returned before making Chu Qiuhe kneel in front of all the students and severely humiliate him.

"To actually lose to someone from Songyang High School."

Just thinking about it made the competition coach feel secretly annoyed. His upcoming bonuses and performance pay would be deducted, and he might even be laughed at by other teachers and criticized by the school leaders...

Just as the competition coach was thinking about these things, another student from White Dragon High School was carried over.

The competition coach looked at the student on the stretcher and frowned, "What happened to you?"

The student's face was pale, and he stammered, "I won against someone from Purple Cloud, but Bai Zhenzhen from Songyang High School defeated Hu Yuntao, and then she fought me... I lost to her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt the surrounding temperature drop by ten degrees, and he couldn't help but tremble.

The competition coach said coldly, "How did you lose?"

The student lowered his head and said, "That Bai Zhenzhen rented a stealth-type spiritual root that could appear and disappear in my senses."

The competition coach said coldly, "Her stats are so much lower than yours. Even if she caught you off guard, it would be difficult for her to defeat you."

A trace of confusion flashed in the student's eyes: "I... I don't know. I was suddenly hit in a vital spot, and I don't know how I fainted."

On another stretcher, Chu Qiuhe, who had already woken up... but had been pretending to be unconscious the whole time, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself, "It's a good thing I'm not the only one who lost."

At this moment, a thought suddenly涌into Chu Qiuhe's mind.

"Zhang Yu... you better win a few more matches for me!"

"It would be best if you win against a few more people from White Dragon High School."

As long as Zhang Yu won enough, Chu Qiuhe felt that his loss wouldn't be too embarrassing.

As for the wins and losses of other classmates?

His classmates' victories couldn't be written on Chu Qiuhe's resume. On the contrary, his classmates' defeats could better protect Chu Qiuhe's face.

At the same time, the battles in the various arenas were also coming to an end.

On the arena, Song Hailong roared and grabbed his opponent. His terrifying power suddenly exploded, throwing the person like a ball into the ceiling more than ten meters high, shocking everyone.

The White Dragon people in the audience cheered wildly until Song Hailong raised his right hand and clenched his fist, at which point they all stopped instantly.

On the other arena, Le Mulan lightly tapped her slender fingers, and streaks of ice-blue mana, like sharp swords, pierced toward her opponent three meters away, cutting out sword marks.

No matter how desperately the opponent resisted, they were always blocked by these streaks of ice-blue sword light three meters away, and not even a drop of blood splattered on their body could get within three meters of Le Mulan.

Watching her opponent eventually faint from blood loss, Le Mulan turned around and slowly walked off the stage.

The Purple Cloud people in the audience were silent, not daring to make any noise, but Le Mulan frowned secretly at the cheers from the White Dragon people not far away.

"So noisy."

In the blink of an eye, the eight groups had all determined their winners, and the top eight of this martial arts competition were completely decided.

Besides Zhang Yu, Bai Zhenzhen, Song Hailong, and Le Mulan, the top eight also included Lian Tianji, two students from Red Pagoda High School, and another student from White Dragon High School.

Zhang Yu looked at the schedule for the top eight.

"My first match is against Lian Tianji, and then I have to face... the winner between Song Hailong and the other Red Pagoda student."

According to Zhang Yu's own judgment, the Red Pagoda student was unlikely to be Song Hailong's opponent.

In other words, if he wanted to compete for the championship, he had to first defeat Lian Tianji and then defeat Song Hailong.

"But compared to that, A-Zhen's side is more difficult."

Zhang Yu looked at the lower half of the bracket. Bai Zhenzhen needed to first defeat the top-ranked 300-point student from Red Pagoda High School, and then defeat Le Mulan from Purple Cloud High School, before she could meet him to compete for the championship.

Without much time for Zhang Yu to lament, the top eight competition had officially begun in the blink of an eye.

The number of arenas on the entire venue had also been reduced from eight to four.

Zhang Yu walked onto the arena and saw that Lian Tianji was already waiting there.

Seeing Zhang Yu, Lian Tianji's eyes lit up and said, "Zhang Yu, I watched the replay of your battle just now. It was a very exciting battle."

"To be able to use skill to suppress opponents whose strength, speed, and physical fitness are all above your own, your understanding of martial arts has surpassed mine."

"But actual combat is never just about competing in one dimension."

Saying that, he brought the backpack behind him to the front: "And out of respect for you, I will use my full strength to fight you next."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lian Tianji take out a bottle of medicine from his backpack and was about to drink it.

Zhang Yu looked at the other party preparing to drink the medicine, but he was already used to it. This is how it is in our Songyang City. This is the full strength of our high school students!

But at this moment, he saw the referee next to him walk up and actually stopped Lian Tianji from drinking the medicine.

Zhang Yu was surprised this time. Is doping prohibited in this competition?

Is this still Kunxu?

But after the referee checked Lian Tianji's backpack, he confirmed that they were all compliant drugs and said directly, "There's no problem, continue."

So Lian Tianji first drank a bottle of medicine, then ate a few capsules, and then started taking out a syringe and injecting it into his arm.

As the drugs entered his body, Lian Tianji's body also showed obvious changes.

His muscles faintly expanded, veins bulged on his body, and his breathing began to become heavier and rougher...

Looking at the other party constantly taking drugs, eating more and more, Zhang Yu was speechless.

No... can you please not respect me so much? Can't you just underestimate me and look down on me?

Then Zhang Yu gradually noticed something was wrong.

Because Lian Tianji was chanting words while taking drugs.

"I've been taking this combat stimulant for three months. The effect is really good. It can quickly release muscle potential and suppress pain..."

Zhang Yu looked at another Purple Cloud person next to him who was holding a mobile phone and filming Lian Tianji, and couldn't help but say, "Are you guys filming an advertisement?"

Lian Tianji: "I often share and broadcast my daily learning and cultivation life online. This time, I'm also recommending some reliable and useful combat potions to my fans."

Then he added: "Student Zhang Yu, don't take this lightly."

"On the long road of immortality, learning to make money and having the ability to make money is a very important thing."

"As the saying goes, 'The road to the mountain of books is paved with money, and the sea of learning has no bounds, with wealth as a boat.' People who only know how to spend money and don't know how to make money can't go far on the road of cultivating immortality."

Zhang Yu looked at the referee next to him and said, "Can we start now?"

The referee glanced at him: "You want to start before he's even finished taking his medicine? Don't you think that's an unfair victory?"

I'm speechless... Zhang Yu was convinced: "Take it, take it, take it all you want."

A moment later.

"Sorry for the wait." Lian Tianji cupped his hands at Zhang Yu: "Then... let's begin."

With the referee's 3, 2, 1 countdown, the two of them shot out at the same time and collided with each other with a bang.

Every collision between Lian Tianji's fist and Zhang Yu's Formless Cloud Qi was deafening.

Zhang Yu felt that the fist coming from the opponent contained an explosive force. As soon as it touched his qi, it suddenly exploded, causing the Formless Cloud Qi to constantly dissipate, forcing Zhang Yu to constantly replenish it with mana.

This was the expert-level technique that Lian Tianji cultivated - Exploding Wave Fist! Level 3 Propulsion!

This fist technique, comprehended from the explosion of explosives and the shock wave of air currents, its transformed special mana is called Explosive Fist Force, which can directly detonate the mana that is blasted out, not only doubling the power, but also making it unpredictable and difficult to guide.

Lian Tianji thought to himself: "The Limitless Cloud Hand is good at using the Formless Cloud Qi to borrow strength to strike."

"But my Exploding Wave Fist is an explosive force. The Formless Cloud Qi can't guide it, but will be constantly blasted away."

"Zhang Yu's strength is not as strong as mine, and his mana is not as strong as mine. He should not be able to resist it soon."

In theory, it should have been like this.

But Lian Tianji was surprised to find that not only could Zhang Yu block his moves perfectly at the critical moment, but he was also gradually guiding his explosive fist force, using his explosive fist force to deal with his explosive fist force.

It was Zhang Yu who was using the Undying Seal to guide and move Lian Tianji's mana.

"He can actually guide my fist force? This shows that in addition to the Limitless Cloud Hand, he is also proficient in another profound martial art that can borrow strength in mana."

Thinking of this, Lian Tianji laughed loudly: "Zhang Yu, you really didn't disappoint me."

At this moment, the Purple Cloud person under the stage said: "Lord Lian Tianji, the advertiser said that if you can't defeat the opponent within a minute, they will deduct money."

Lian Tianji's face darkened and said, "I know."

Zhang Yu felt that the other party had suddenly become serious, the smile on his face disappeared, and even his eyes revealed a trace of killing intent.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in the air gradually surged.

Zhang Yu's gaze moved. Did this Lian Tianji also bring a combat spiritual root to participate in the competition?

The road to the mountain of books is paved with money, and the sea of learning has no bounds, with wealth as a boat. These two sentences are from a book called 'My Wife is a Skeleton Demon', I would like to recommend this book here.