The next day, inside the majestic Huaying Palace. The gambling arenas continued the excitement of yesterday, and continued to stage challenges between new and old students, and even more so.

"Today, these rookies are going crazy one by one to challenge those weak old students, and they are not as easy to be fooled as before. In the southeast corner, a black-clothed young man watching the battle was playing with a sharp dagger in his hand, staring at the battle on the stage with sharp eyes.

"yes, these rookies seem to be looking for that garbage. That garbage is really embarrassing for us, we have been cultivating for so long, and we can't even beat a few rookies. A gray-clothed young man next to him yawned and said.

These two are some famous characters among the first-tier old students, the young man in black is named Yuan Jingming, who is good at assassination and sneak attacks. The young man in white is his good partner Zhang Xin, who is good at tracking, and the two often practice together.

The first two days were busy cultivating, and they didn't care about challenging the new students, so they didn't have time to make money. For them, these new students are lovely contributions.

But after two days of gambling battles, the freshmen also have experience, and they have done a good job of investigation in advance. Who is the master in the north courtyard and who is the soft persimmon can be pinched casually, they can feel it clearly. After everyone sat together for a meeting and discussed, Zhang Zixu decided that the stronger freshmen would frantically challenge the weakest senior brothers in the North Academy, so as to win back some losses.

Therefore, in some gambling arenas of Huaying Hall now, many disciples of the North Courtyard have been beaten and retreated, and only a few can gain a slight advantage. And when those powerful disciples of the North Academy provoked the new students, they were often directly ignored by the new students. Those old students can't help it.

The rules of the gambling arena stipulate that the top 10 challenges for freshmen can be rejected by the old students, but the bottom ones cannot avoid the battle. After two days of frustration, the freshmen ranked between eleven and fifty frantically challenged the weakest old students, so the results of the game were in favor of the freshmen.

"Hmph, do I think they still avoid the war? As soon as this idea comes out, I think who else dares to disobey me when they are freshmen?" Zhang Zixu was also secretly proud when he looked at the good situation.

"Ouye, we have made a lot of money today, so that those senior brothers dare not underestimate us. ”

"Haha, senior brother, are you all there to do? don't you want to teach us to be good people, come on?"

At the end of the day, the freshmen won more and lost less, but they fought a beautiful turnaround battle, and many freshmen swept away the frustration of the previous two days and showed off their might to the disciples of the North Courtyard on the side, and then happily hugged the victor and walked towards the South Courtyard under the helpless gaze of the latter.

Tonight, the South Courtyard is lively and brightly lit.

The freshmen gathered together to celebrate today's victory as if they were celebrating the holidays. In front of Zhang Zixu's house, there was a crowd of people, and many freshmen raised their arms and shouted "Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Zhang!"

"Haha, junior brothers, this is the victory of our new students, and it is the result of our unity. As long as we huddle together to keep warm, I believe no one can bully us!"

Zhang Zixu couldn't hide his wild laughter, he was born in a big family, he was suppressed by his brothers and sisters above him since he was a child. Although he has a good talent, as one of the eight major families, the Zhang family has never lacked geniuses, and there are still many clansmen who are more amazing and glamorous than him. Since he was a child, he has grown up humbly under the glory of many of his geniuses, how can he have such a beautiful opportunity now.

In an ordinary house not far from Zhang Zixu, red flowers are blooming, the grass is quiet, and a few freshly planted saplings are standing in rows in several corners of the courtyard.

"Xin'er, you are really a little girl with a heart, this small courtyard has really become elegant after you take care of it. Haha, Xiao Cui knows you, it's really a blessing from the previous life. Xiao Yi looked at the flowers and plants in the courtyard, and was in a particularly comfortable mood, and couldn't help but quip.

"Brother Xiaoyi, you are laughing at others. Xin'er lowered her head and smiled shyly when she heard this, and a touch of red glow crept up her pink face.

Cui Renming came to Xin'er with a hippie smile, hugged her Qianqian's thin waist and laughed: "Of course, our Xin'er is the best, my favorite!"

"What are you doing, Brother Xiao Yi is still here!" Xin'er shyly pushed Cui Renming away and hid to the side.

"Haha, you guys just don't exist and go on. Xiao Yi also laughed and looked up into the distance. I saw that in the courtyard of the house in front of me, many freshmen raised their glasses to celebrate and chanted indulgently.

"What's going on over there?" Xiao Yi stopped laughing and asked curiously by pointing in the direction of Zhang Zixu's house.

You must know that at this time in the past, the freshmen were meditating and practicing in their own homes. After all, everything in the sect is respected by strength, and the freshmen all understand this truth, and they usually practice against time. Tonight, most of the freshmen went out and held a cheerful party around Zhang Zixu's house.

"It's not that Zhang Zixu and those freshmen who suppressed the old students today and lost a lot of contribution points, so let's start celebrating now!" Cui Renming chased Lan Kexin and said when he heard this.

"Hmph, the children of the Eight Great Families are nothing more than that!" Xiao Yi put his hands behind his back and looked up into the distance.

Slowly, his gaze passed through the countless courtyards of the southern courtyard, through the crowded northern courtyard, and went straight to the brilliant starry sky. Not long ago, he had broken through to the realm of True Qi Ninefold, and at the same time, his fighting spirit and ambition were rising.

For these battles of the new students, compared to Xiao Yi, it is really a "mess" thing, and it is not worth mentioning. And the children from the eight major families are actually indulged in this kind of battle for small profits, delaying the cultivation of martial arts, in Xiao Yi's opinion, they are abandoning their roots and not thinking of making progress.

The first layer of Wuji Mountain is vast and endless, but Xiao Yi will raise his head from time to time to look into the distance, which has become a small habit in his leisure here.

He wanted to see through the green prairies, the rolling mountains and rivers, and the majestic buildings. I want to see through everything in this first layer, and go up the ridge of Wuji Mountain to see the scenery of the peak.

For Xiao Yi, the first layer was just the starting point, and his eyes had already been set on the top of Wuji Mountain and even higher. A cultivator like Zhang Zixu, who is keen on power and vanity, really didn't get into his eyes, so he was just watching the clown's tricks and looking at everything in front of him now.

Only becoming stronger is the goal that Xiao Yi is chasing, because he wants to be free, he wants to control the fate of himself and his relatives and friends, and he will not be at the mercy of anyone, then he has to find ways to become stronger.

He disdains to participate in these boring battles for false fame, he enjoys the wonderful feeling of improving his strength every moment, and every breakthrough in the realm excites him. So when a newcomer asked him to come forward for the newcomer, he ignored it, he felt that it was meaningless. What if you win, what's the use of having two good mouths, strength improvement is the most important thing.

Although indifferent, but superficial, there is no lack of blood and passion in his body.

When he feels it's worth it, he is bound to strike with thunder.