At first, Xia Xi was puzzled.

In Xia Xi's impression, it was the first time he had seen this young man, and it was impossible to offend him. But after the young man named Ying Xuewu spoke, Xia Xi understood that he was looking for trouble because of the distribution of benefits, which made him feel unfair.

At the beginning, when Xia Xi received the admission letter, the little princess told Xia Xi that in Fengyue Academy, the academy would provide various resources. But these resources are not provided free of charge, they are limited.

There is only one way to obtain more resources, and that is the status of students.

The status of students is not based on family background, but on personal strength. The stronger the strength, the higher the status in the school. The weaker the strength, the lower the status.

The higher a student's status in the college, the more resources he or she will receive. And because these high-status students have sufficient resources, the stronger they are, which makes it difficult for other backward students to catch up with high-status students.

In this way, a virtuous circle is formed for those students who are strong.

Even, the top batch of students has divided 80% of the resources given to students by the college. However, now suddenly there was a crowd of people competing for 80 percent of the resources that already had the master, and those people were suddenly unhappy.

They had already discussed it, and they wanted to teach Xia Xi a lesson. I was worried that I couldn't find Xia Xi, but I didn't expect Xia Xi to be sent to the door.

As a top student of the top eight universities, Ying Xuewu will certainly not let go of such a good opportunity.

Ying Xuewu looked at Xia Xi with a sneer, and wanted to speak, but Xia Xi turned his head and said, "Boring!"

Then the bird did not win the snow dance, and walked forward to the reporting office.

"Look at the punch!"

Ying Xuewu's face suddenly became gloomy. He never thought that Xia Xi would be so faceless, and as soon as he wanted to make a move, he taught Xia Xi a lesson, and his follower made a move.

A young man reminded, and then pounced on Xia Xi like a tiger descending a mountain, and at the same time hit Xia Xi's back with his right fist. Xia Xi's back was like having eyes, and he dodged this punch on one side.

"Hmph"

Xia Xi snorted coldly, his right hand was like lightning, and he suddenly grabbed the young man's right arm, and at the same time slapped the palm of his left hand on the young man's chest.

Suddenly, the young man's body trembled violently, and then the bones of his whole body seemed to be scattered by this one, and his whole body was limp and paralyzed on the ground, unable to move.

Letting go of his right hand, Xia Xi slightly straightened up his clothes that were disturbed by the strong wind, and walked forward unhurriedly.

"Arrogance!" At this time, Ying Xue Wu was angry. He stomped his right foot to the ground, and a fierce momentum erupted from his body. The fierce momentum was like a wave, pouring the surrounding vegetation in all directions: "Do you dare to go to the dueling arena with me?"

His voice was like thunder, rippling in all directions, spreading throughout the campus. He was forcing Xia Xi to fight with him.

Xia Xi turned around and looked at Ying Xuewu coldly. It seems to be thinking about the gains and losses of this battle. After a while, Xia Xi spoke: "Okay!"

Ying Xue Wu is a genius, a real genius, and he has already reached the first level when he is a weak champion. The strength is very strong, and it is on par with Xia Xi.

But Xia Xi is not afraid, he has the confidence to win the snow dance in defeat. This self-confidence is not because Xia Xi is arrogant. Rather, it came from the baptism of blood he experienced.

Moreover, Xia Xi also wanted someone to establish his prestige in the academy.

And this person is Ying Xuewu.

Under the leadership of Ying Xue Wu, Xia Xi and the others came to the academy to build a martial arts arena for students to fight.

Because every student here is a martial artist and a magician, and his combat effectiveness is amazing. And because the materials used in the construction of the academy are very ordinary. So, if students fight elsewhere, it's easy to destroy the academy.

Therefore, the school used top-notch materials to build five martial arts arenas. It is used as a place for students to train, practice, and compete.

Because Fengyue Academy had a class in the martial arts arena in the last class, there were still more than a dozen students staying here in the usually empty martial arts arena.

"Huh...... Is that...... Win the Snow Dance? One of the students who stayed here suddenly looked at Ying Xuewu who came in from outside and said in surprise.

"Don't be funny, buddy." The person next to the man didn't believe it, and still looked intently at the fight between the two students on the martial arts field, "What kind of character is Ying Xuewu?" How is it possible to come here? ”

"It's not—look!" The person next to him was very excited. He reached out and grabbed the man's shoulder, and said hurriedly.

"! It's really a snow dance! Suddenly, the man became excited. He looked at Ying Xue Wu with admiration in his eyes, and suddenly, he said, "What are you doing here?" It's not going to be about the other seven masters! No, I'm going to call someone! With that, he quickly left the place.

Ying Xue Dance is a popular figure in the entire academy, and her every move has attracted the attention of the students of the entire academy.

Therefore, as soon as Ying Xue Wu appeared in the competition arena, those students who stayed in the competition arena recognized Ying Xue Dance. Suddenly, they were boiling, and a group of people stepped forward and surrounded Ying Xue Wu.

Xia Xi was squeezed aside because of his short stature. He touched his nose helplessly, and dodged. The next moment, Xia Xi had already appeared on a martial arts platform.

Xia Xi condescendingly looked at Ying Xuewu who was surrounded, and had to sigh the horror of the brainless fans.

But Xia Xi still underestimated the influence of Ying Xuewu in school.

As time went on, more and more students began to come to the arena. The originally wide arena became impassable.

"Get out of the way!" Outside, someone shouted: "Give me a place, Senior Sister Ling Yuexuan will come in a while."

"Wow"

"Senior Sister Ling Yuexuan? What is she here for? ”

"Hey, you say, will it be a competition between Senior Ying Xuewu and Senior Sister Ling Yuexuan?"

"Impossible! The two of them, like the ......"

"Could it be that the two of them become enemies out of love......

The already noisy crowd became even more lively, and when they heard that Ling Yuexuan was coming, they exploded even more. For a while, everyone was discussing the affairs of the two of them with great interest.

Soon, the five of them, surrounded by other people's stars and moons, came to the martial arts arena.

Seeing a few of them, Xia Xi's brows furrowed involuntarily. In Xia Xi's perception, the strength of these five people was about the same as him. Xia Xi had to admit that he was never the only genius.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that only Senior Sister Ling Yuexuan came? How did the four of them get here? ”

"Looking at the way they look, it doesn't look like they're here to fight! They seem to be here to see the game. ”

"Yes! If it's not them, then who? Who else can fight against Senior Ying Xuewu? ”

When the group of students saw that Ling Yuexuan and the others had found a place to sit down, there was a lot of discussion.

"Huh? Who is that guy on stage? It looks so cute! ”

Finally, someone found Xia Xi standing on the stage, carved in gold, and couldn't help shouting. Suddenly, Xia Xi was about to cry. How long have I been standing on it, and you finally found yourself......

"It's not going to be him competing with Senior Ying Xue Wu, right?"

"Possibly. Look at his chest...... Full moon...... His strength, and the senior of Ying Xue Dance thought of ......"

"Come up, let's fight!" Xia Xi didn't let them guess much. His gaze was staring at Ying Xue Wu, full of fighting intent.

PS: The little brother is sick.

Ask for comfort.

Ask for recommendations.

In the future, if possible, two shifts a day.