Xuanling Academy, the Great Hall.

Nearly 10,000 students of the college gathered, and the four deans were on the stage, with the dean in front and the three vice deans in the back.

"Students, there are three months left until the final assessment of this year. ”

The dean of the Dou Sect level spoke, and the audience was silent.

"If you have less than a thousand credits, you should hurry up and be careful of being expelled. ”

He continued: "During the final assessment, all students have to participate in the Xuantian Bang Challenge, as you all know. But unlike in the past, this time the ranking rewards will be more generous than before, the top 1,000 will be rewarded with 10,000 credits, the top 100 will be rewarded with 50,000, the top 20 will be rewarded with 100,000, the third will be rewarded with 150,000, the second will be rewarded with 200,000, and the first will be rewarded with 300,000. ”

There was an uproar in the audience, which was a rich reward that had never been seen in recent years.

"Silence. ”

The dean whispered, and the power of the Dou Sect enveloped the audience.

Suddenly, all the students were silent.

"I think you're curious about why the ranking rewards are so generous this time. ”

He glanced around the students.

"Because next year is the five-year national college ranking competition, I hope you can seize the time to improve your strength and make greater contributions to our college rankings. ”

"It's also for me to have a long face. ”

Next, I would like to ask Vice President Xuanying to make this year's annual summary. ”

Dean Xuankong gave up his position, and Xuanying walked up.

"This year's students are all doing well, but the fly in the ointment is ......"

A morning's speech finally ended, and Ren Qingfeng walked out of the auditorium and came to the library pavilion.

"My attacks are too simple and not flexible enough, and many of my fighting skills have merits, so learn some and try to make up for my shortcomings. ”

Core students can use credits to purchase all the fighting skills of the academy, and there is no longer the same restriction as ordinary students.

It's just that whether there is a limit or not is one thing, whether you can afford it is another thing, and whether you can afford it is another thing to learn it.

The highest-level fighting skill in Xuanling Academy is the middle grade of the ground level, with a price tag of 500,000 credits.

Ren Qingfeng used the authority of the core students to check one fighting skill after another.

From the lower grade of the yellow rank to the middle grade of the ground tier, he looked at the introduction patiently.

After spending an afternoon, he finally picked out some fighting skills that he could afford to use.

He walked out of the library and into the cafeteria.

This was his last meal before the final exam, and after eating, he began to retreat and learn fighting skills.

After he sat down after choosing his seat, there was no waiter coming to order.

Instead, a man came, and it was Yeyi.

"Brother Qingfeng rarely comes to me once, this meal has to be given to me for a good meal. Yoichi greeted the waiter in the back.

"Bring up the best and most characteristic dishes of the day, I want to go home with Brother Qingfeng without getting drunk. ”

This night's current polite attitude is much worse than the previous attitude.

"It turned out to be one night ah, disrespectful and disrespectful. Ren Qingfeng motioned for him to sit down.

"It's going to be the final assessment soon, I wish Brother Qingfeng the first place!"

Yeichi took the cup and called a waiter.

"Give it to Brother Qingfeng. ”

"Don't dare to be the first, not to mention the ninth-order Wang Hai, those two eighth-order fighters are also very strong. ”

"Brother Ren Qingfeng is too modest, you are one of the only four senior fighters in the academy. ”

"Brother Yeyi, I have been a core student for a long time, and I must be well-informed about all kinds of news. Can you tell me about the number of core cadets at all levels?"

"I know that. Ye Yi took a bite of the dish, "Among the senior fighters, you and Wang Hai are ninth-order, and Fan Yinglong and Xu Changwei are eighth-order, a total of four people, you know this." ”

"There are twenty-four intermediate fighters, among which Sun Yuzhu, Cao Yang, Chen Guozhi, Lin Chuanyu, and Wu Yue are all seventh-order, and the remaining nineteen people like me and Wang Jin are all fifth- or sixth-order. ”

"There are fifty-nine junior fighters. ”

Ye raised his wine glass: "Come Brother Qingfeng, I will toast you." ”

After Ren Qingfeng became a core student, he obviously felt that the atmosphere of the core student circle was different from that of ordinary students.

It's a nice mess, at least on the surface, and everyone is friendly.

Don't look at the dozens or hundreds of fighters in the academy, but after leaving the academy, the fighters are very noble. It would be nice to have one fighter among thousands of fighters.

Dou Shi Rank, outside the academy, they are all the heads of ordinary families, and it is normal to befriend each other in this situation.

When the food was almost finished, Ren Qingfeng got up and said goodbye, "Then, see you another day." ”

"Brother Qingfeng walks slowly. ”

After Ren Qingfeng returned to his residence, he hung the guest avoidance sign on the door.

In the months leading up to the final exam, he will be looking at the few fighting skills he bought.