In the three days after the start of the selection, that is, the three days of registration, Zhou Wen did not go to the martial arts arena again.

In the past three days, he left the academy and hid in the suburbs to sort out the harvest of this time.

At present, his cultivation has stepped into the martial arts triumph, and there are also five or six martial artists who are fighting in the ring.

Unfortunately, so far he had not officially fought with the Martial Master Kue.

"Martial Master Jiuzhong, hehe, with me now, I don't have to worry too much."

With a smile, Zhou Wen suddenly rubbed himself up and swept up on the top of the mountain, and soon there was a roaring sound on the top of the mountain.

Just when his whole body and mind were immersed in cultivation, the academy was not idle.

In addition to being highly valued by the college, this selection can be regarded as the common attention of all students in the school.

If you are popular, there will be business opportunities if you have a focus.

No, the battle list has not yet been announced, and the school news agency is already busy.

The popular players selected by the two parts of the series were systematically featured.

Martial Arts Department, Shi Jie and Shi Ying are popular topics in music. Of course, Zhou Wen's dark horse is not idle.

Of course, the news agency did more than that, and secretly printed a book that analyzed the records of each popular player over the years, and conducted a systematic analysis.

Of course, this kind of thing is not blatantly sold as a newspaper.

Instead, he secretly made a website for people to order.

Of course, this website will not make claims in the name of a news agency.

But privately, most of the old students know that the news agency is the ghost.

There is no way to dig into the bottom of the matter, which is not a good thing for the contestants who participated in this competition.

And the above records are all people who are not easy to offend.

Obviously, the news agency has a lot of desire to survive.

However, this side of the praise and the other side of the demolition also made the news agency fall into complaints.

But so what, buy what you should buy.

Based on this intelligence booklet, there are several associations that have secretly joined forces to make a handicap.

From the beginning of registration, there have been people inquiring about the battle situation of each player and the corresponding odds.

Just when these people were busy, three days passed quietly, and finally ushered in the day when the selection began.

Zhou Wen also went back to school, and before he approached the Douwu Hall, he saw the big one erected by the door. Two big signs.

A bunch of people gathered around, carefully browsing the battle sequence on the sign.

Zhou Wen was naturally no exception, squeezed into the crowd, and finally found his name.

He was about to rush to the twelfth martial arts arena on the third floor, but a person suddenly crossed in front of him.

"Senior Brother Zhou? Haha, are you interested in taking a look? ”

It was a young man with a roe deer's head and a mouse, and as he spoke, he took out a book like an invoice from his arms and shook it in front of Zhou Wen.

"What is this?"

"Of course it's a good thing, look!"

opened the booklet in front of Zhou Wen, and Zhou Wen finally saw the original appearance of this thing.

The booklet is very thick, and each one has two names written on it, as well as the amount and odds.

These are pre-printed, sold before each match, and after the game is over, the ticket stub can be redeemed at the designated location.

There are two copies of each game, the winners are different, the production materials are special, and they are not afraid of counterfeiting.

Being able to make such a thing in a short period of time shows that the person in charge of this matter has put in a lot of effort.

Such a kind service, Zhou Wen saw it for the first time, which was an eye-opener.

"Mine is turned over for me to see."

"Okay!"

"The opponent won and actually lost 1.5 points, but he didn't win my game, you think so highly of me?"

"There's no way, the juniors in this world are too popular, and we have overturned so many masters, we can't just lose money, right?"

"You can't bet on yourself to lose, forget about it." Zhou Wen lost interest all of a sudden.

Only he doesn't know, now he is among the masters of the martial arts level in the school, and his fame is close to the top ten of the male list. Even if it's on the list. The name is also thirty-sixth, which can be regarded as a precedent in the history of the graduate school.

After all, there has never been a freshman who has been on the list for a few months after enrolling.

Moreover, it directly entered the top 50 of the men's list. This is a ranking that other students may not be able to achieve in three or four years.

"Junior brother, don't worry, we have other sessions here, you don't have an acquaintance or a promising senior or anything?"

"Don't say it, it's not really. When I win, I can still make money, you can come to me again, and I will definitely hold it then. Field! ”

Zhou Wen smiled indifferently, didn't delay any longer, moved his steps, and walked towards the Douwu Pavilion.

On the third floor, he didn't take a few steps, but when he came to the twelfth martial arts arena, there were more audiences than he imagined.

"Boss plus. Oil! ”

Han Jun and Huang Yue shook their heads and sat in front of the stands, and Zhou Wen shouted at the top of his throat as soon as he arrived.

"When did these guys come?" Zhou Wen muttered, and waved his hand to them in the stands by the way.

"Zhou Wen, don't embarrass our new students, we are all optimistic about you, come on, get rid of those old students!"

Noticing Zhou Wen's actions, a group of freshmen in the back row also shouted.

At this time, Zhou Wen realized that they were all classmates of the same grade, and he didn't know what to say.

However, these few voices roared down, which made the old students in the next few fields unhappy.

Immediately pulled his neck and shouted at the freshmen, this mouth was about to get out of the real fire.

"It's because of you, an outlier, that these little kids can't figure out their pounds one by one!"

At this time, a flat-headed young man also walked into the field, glanced at the stands above his head, and his face turned black and dark.

"It's as if you could weigh it up!"

"Boy, I know you've been in the limelight a lot during this time, and that's just because of those wastes and incompetence, not because you're so capable. Today, I'll let you recognize yourself clearly, and wake up this group of Qinggou little kids! ”

"I hope the crap in your mouth will hear you."

"Humph!" didn't pay attention to Zhou Wen anymore, the young man stared at the stands, "Shut up Lao Tzu, it's noisy!" ”

"Who are you, you, let's cheer for Zhou Wen and take care of your." A group of freshmen in the stands were upset and immediately retorted.

"I think he's just envious, jealous and hateful, after all, I haven't heard anyone cheer him on! I say, be considerate of all of you! ”

"All I can say is that I deserve it. Come on Zhou Wen, kill him! ”

A group of freshmen gossiped and did their best to mock them. Hearing this, Zhou Wendi's opponent couldn't help but look dark.

But now in the middle of the game, there are still referees and teachers staring, so they can only sprinkle all their anger on Zhou Wen.

"Well, this year's freshmen are really bold enough. Teacher, isn't the game going to start yet? ”