In the office of the dean of the first-year college, Dean Ding and Wan Yu sat opposite each other, a cup of steaming soul tea was placed in front of the two, and with a sip of soul tea, Dean Ding was a little puzzled and said:

"You kid didn't even go to the gambling house today!"

"Do you know to come and see my bad old man?"

"Hehe" smiled, Wan Yu scratched his head, put away his usual flowing, and said to Dean Ding: "Teacher, how can it, the disciple has been thinking about you." ”

With a flick of his eyes, Dean Ding said disdainfully: "Hehe! You are here to deceive my soul tea 'Biluo Ye', can you kid hide it from me?"

was exposed by the respected teacher, Wan Yu's expression looked a little embarrassed: "Hehe!

"Let's talk about it, what's going on with that kid in white clothes lately?"

Immediately, Wan Yu described it to Dean Ding as if he was reporting, and after listening, Dean Ding frowned slightly, and the old voice carried a trace of dissatisfaction: "Xiao Yuzi, is it a little too much?"

"Who of the disciples who followed your cultivation in the past never wanted to give up and question you?"

"Bai Yihe, this kid is the longest persistent among the disciples you have accepted, right?"

"You hit the other party so fatally, aren't you afraid of breaking him arrogantly?"

"Hmph!" Wan Yu snorted with a dissatisfied expression, and then said: "He made the teacher pay such a big price in exchange for his ranking and resources to get the same first, if he doesn't beat one or two and crush the pride in his heart, then his soul master's journey will not be long, and the soul realm is its end!"

"Alas, but there's no need to be so ruthless!" Dean Ding sighed and said regretfully.

"If you can't survive this, you won't be qualified to be my disciple!" Wan Yu stubbornly replied, Dean Ding did not refute again, since Wan Yu has his own methods, as his teacher, he does not deliberately suppress them, and give full play to everyone's strengths, this is the way of a good professor.

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Bai Zeyuan, in the Baiyi courtyard, was hit by Wan Yu's words like Tianxian's words to pierce the pride in his heart, and Baiyi had stood in place for two full hours without moving, and his mouth repeatedly let out a low voice:

"I'm the worst!"

"I'm the worst ......"

Bai Yihe once thought that although his soul realm was not as good as that of the sons of Tianjiao of the major families in the imperial capital, he just felt that he had cast his soul late.

It only took him a few months to cultivate from the first order of the Fetal Soul Realm to the fourth order of the Fetal Soul Realm, not to mention that there was no one who came after, but it was also unprecedented, at least Bai Yihe had never seen such a cultivation speed in any ancient books.

In the end, Bai Yihe cultivated to the fourth order of the Fetal Soul Realm, and turned the tables against the wind and crossed the ranks to defeat Liu Mingyue, the genius of the imperial capital family of the fifth order of the Fetal Soul Realm, and slowly after the accumulation of various brilliant achievements, the pride in his heart gathered little by little like a stream, although there was no performance on his lips, but Bai Yihe was slowly conceited in his heart, but he didn't notice it.

Wan Yu is worthy of being called the "genius teacher", he knows that a genius boy must be extremely conceited, so the first lesson he gave to all the students who had worshiped the door was to carve the mind, and if the heart was not sharpened properly, it would not be able to enter the peak of the soul master.

But sharpening the mind is not grinding the heartlessness, in the past, Wan Yu would handle it moderately, but because Bai Yihe was a student specially treated by Dean Ding this time, Wan Yu was also treated differently!

Look at Bai Yihe who is stunned in the courtyard, you can know how ruthless Wan Yu is!

However, if you get through it, the path you will take in the cultivation of the white clothes in the future will be much smoother.

Quite a while......

One day......

Two days......

Two days later, Bai Yihe was still stunned and motionless, his eyes gradually lost their lustre, his lips became chapped, and Wan Yu's sharp words kept circling in his head.

"He'er, did you just give up?"

Suddenly, the chaotic mind flashed the figure of his father's majesty.

"Father!"

The white-clothed fit was as helpless as a child who had done something wrong.

"He'er, my father taught you that even at the last moment, you can't give up! Have you forgotten?" The serious words came out of Bai Bufan's mouth word by word.

Lowering his head, he didn't dare to face it with his eyes in white clothes, and replied without confidence: "Father, the child doesn't dare to forget!"

"And what do you mean by that?"

"Child......" In the face of Bai Bufan's inquiry, Bai Yihe murmured weakly.

"He'er, remember, don't give up! I still hope that you can help avenge your father!"

As soon as his father's words fell in his mind, suddenly, his body, which had not moved for a long time, shook slightly, and then Bai Yihe made a voice in his mouth: "Yes, I still want to take revenge." ”

"How can I stop here?"

"I'm not the worst!"

"I'm going to tell Teacher Wan!"

"I, Bai Yihe, am not the worst!"

"The will of the soul master! I will not give up!"

Gritting his teeth, word by word burst out of his mouth, Bai Yihe's eyes that lost their luster not only recovered their usual agility, but the word confidence jumped on his face.

I was shocked, and the dust accumulated on my body for two days was flying!

Then, a smile slowly appeared on his dry lips, and his body slowly moved, taking out water and food from the spatial ring, and quickly replenishing his weak body.

After a stick of incense, holding six dice, Bai Yihe decided to get up from where he fell, he wanted to show Wan Yu, he Bai Yihe is not the worst waste!

Staring at the bucket bowl on the stone table in the courtyard, Bai Yihe opened his thoughts, at this moment he felt that the previous soul power fan must be wrong, otherwise it would be impossible to practice more than 10,000 times, and it would be impossible to have no effect at all.

"It seems that I can only try the stupidest way first!"

Taking a deep breath, the soul power of Bai Yihe's fingertips surged, and then the soul power slowly wrapped towards the six dice, when the dice were completely wrapped by the soul power, Bai Yihe's mind moved, and the six dice were thrown towards the bucket bowl.

He only listened to the jingle in the bowl, but Bai Yi did not look at the points in the bowl, he knew that he had failed to master the dice, and when he was turning in the bowl, whenever he wanted to control the dice, the wrapped soul power slipped through the surface of the dice.

Picking up the dice, Bai Yihe's right hand was tense, and his fingertips looked white due to the continuous force, and then he threw it fiercely, just as the dice kept rolling in the bowl, Bai Yihe tried his best to control every cent of soul power on the dice.

Compress!

Recompress!

Bai Yihe compressed his soul power to his own extreme, and the wrapped soul power continued to squeeze the dice, but the soul power continued to slide over the surface, back again, and again.

"It seems that it is a little difficult to roll six dice at once!" "Feeling that the soul power is scattered, it is extremely difficult for Bai Yihe to control six dice at a time.

"Then refine one by one!" Then the white clothes picked up a dice and threw it with repeated attempts.

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Day after day, ten days passed in the blink of an eye, and Bai Yihe was constantly rolling the dice the rest of the time, except for eating and sleeping.

High-intensity practice, continuous compression of soul power, continuous rapid development, now he can clearly feel that his soul power is constantly condensed, and the speed of soul skills is also much faster, although he has not been able to advance to the fifth order of the fetal soul realm, but he knows that if he fights Liu Mingyue again with his current self, I am afraid that he will not be so badly injured.

Now he can master the three dice, whether it is a forward throw, a reverse throw, a meal throw, or a talking throw, he can perfectly roll the three dice into the desired number of points.

When the first dice can roll six points relatively easily, Bai Yihe understands that there is no shortcut to the so-called success, some are just less detours, the most stupid method, the original is the most correct way, through the continuous squeezing of soul power, and finally when the compressed soul power that can be emitted in an instant exceeds the limit of the soul pattern in the dice, it can attach the soul power to the surface, so that it can want as many points as he wants.

After understanding the principle on the eighth day, Bai Yihe only spent two days practicing the remaining two dice, and finally practiced three dice on the tenth day.

Sure enough, everything is difficult at the beginning!

11 days......

12 days......

On the thirteenth day, the sunset on the horizon slowly fell, the golden light shone in the courtyard, the white clothes were as pale as jade, the right hand held six dice, staring at the bucket bowl with a solemn expression, the chest rose and fell slowly, and finally the breathing adjusted to the smoothest state.

"Drink!"

With a short throat sound, the six dice in his hand were thrown suddenly, and they fell into the bucket bowl in the blink of an eye, and the high-speed rotation brought the clanging sound endlessly.

"Definitely!"

The heart was low, the tip of the white clothes and eyebrows moved, and the soul power wrapped in the dice was compressed to the extreme, surging towards the dice fiercely, and the heavy soul power exceeded the limit of the dice in the blink of an eye, and with the movement of the mind, the six rapidly rotating dice slowly stood up.

Six six-point dice come into view!

"It's finally done!"

The corners of his mouth, which were originally tense, gradually rose up with the scene in front of him, and he smiled softly, with an unstoppable look of joy on his face.

Immediately, Bai Yihe's complexion returned to normal, since Wan Yu's verbal blow, he learned not to be arrogant in victory, not to be discouraged in defeat, and his heart gradually developed in a benign direction.

Although the six dice have been practiced to throw at what time they want, the soul power is also much more condensed, and the speed of operation is much faster, but the result of challenging Wan Yu is a draw at most, and the maximum number of dice combined is thirty-six points, how to defeat the opponent?

Bai Yihe frowned, thinking for a long time, as if he was stuck in a quagmire, and had no clue.

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Time slipped away in the blink of an eye, and when the morning of the eighteenth day came, the corners of Bai Yi's mouth were upturned, and his expression was confident, he turned over and got up to pack up a little, stepped out of the small courtyard, and went straight to the gate of Bai Zeyuan.

Half an hour later, jingling at the door of the gambling house, Bai Yihe knew that Teacher Wan Yu except for going back to Bai Zeyuan at night to rest, the rest of the time was in the gambling house, not at all because it was early in the morning and lying in bed, it is understood that Wan Chang has been like this every year for 20 years, and there is very little interruption!

Strode into Jingdong, found the figure he was looking for, took two steps to the front, clasped his fists, and said confidently: "Teacher Wan, the disciple wants to challenge you!"

"Please Teacher Wan and his disciples fight!"

Feeling the heavy aura of the young man behind him, Wan Yu did not turn around, his eyes showed a hint of surprise, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he was a little happy, and in an instant, his complexion returned to normal, and he said lightly:

"Are you ready for a hundred taels?"