readx;? Along the way, Zhao Jingfeng found that there were many students around him who were walking towards the practice ground in the center of the academy like himself, because the old students were all wearing the uniform Confucian uniforms of the academy, so Zhao Jingfeng could recognize at a glance that most of them were freshmen, and there were not many old students, perhaps some old students were not interested in the freshman martial arts competition. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When Zhao Jingfeng approached the practice ground, he saw from a distance that five martial arts platforms with a diameter of 30 meters were built on the training ground, and around the competition platform, there were already many people surrounding there.

Zhao Jingfeng came to a big tree 100 meters away from the competition field, when there was still a distance of five meters from the big tree, his body suddenly rushed forward, and then his feet borrowed from the trunk of the big tree, and easily jumped on a branch five meters high, and sat on the trunk leisurely to enjoy the coolness.

Time passed in a hurry, and soon the time for the competition was reached, and at this time, there were about a thousand students gathered around the competition hall, and all of them were freshmen, except for a few old students wearing Confucian uniforms.

However, Zhao Jingfeng can see from the clothes worn by the group of freshmen that some of them are from civilian backgrounds with more than nine floors, and they are wearing coarse cloth clothes made of some simple fabrics, and some of them have several patches on their clothes, which is not only because the number of commoners in the Southern Ming Dynasty is more than that of the nobles, but more importantly, most of the children living in poor places can endure hardships and endure hardships, and their spiritual power is much harder than some disciples living in great families, so most of the students who can enter Confucius and Mencius Academy are civilians.

In addition to these, Zhao Jingfeng found that among those freshmen, almost all of them were sixteen or seventeen years old, and there were even seventeen or eighteen years old, after all, it was rare for someone like Zhao Jingfeng to reach the eighth layer of spiritual power at the age of fifteen, so among the freshmen enrolled this year, I am afraid that only Zhao Jingfeng was the youngest. Despite this, Zhao Jingfeng's physical development was far beyond ordinary people, and although he was only fifteen years old, he looked more like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

Zhao Jingfeng jumped down from the five-meter-high tree trunk, fell to the ground lightly, and walked in the direction of the martial arts platform, when he came to the periphery of the crowd, Zhao Jingfeng did not continue to squeeze inside, but stood quietly outside, for the martial arts competition between a group of children, it did not make Zhao Jingfeng interested, it didn't matter if he looked at it or not, the reason why he participated in the freshman martial arts conference was nothing more than for the third-order demon pill.

"Everyone, be quiet!"

Suddenly, an unusually loud voice suddenly came, the sound was very loud, and it spread throughout the entire practice field, hearing this sound, the students who were talking around suddenly quieted down one by one, and in an instant, the entire practice field became silent.

Then, I saw a middle-aged man in a white power suit walking on a martial arts arena in the center, the middle-aged man looked ordinary and inconspicuous, but his eyes were bright, as if they were a divine weapon, and people didn't dare to look at him directly.

The middle-aged man looked around, with a pleasant smile on his face, and said in a kind tone: " Fellow students, I am Zhu Xi, the vice president of Confucius and Mencius Academy, today's freshman martial arts conference is personally presided over by me, as for the rules of the martial arts competition, I think everyone has seen it from the bulletin board at the entrance of the academy, I won't say much, the prizes of this freshman martial arts conference are the same as usual, the first newcomer Wang is still a third-order demon pill as a reward, the second place is a second-order demon pill as a reward, and the third place is a first-order demon pill reward, in addition to these, all students who can enter the top fifty can get a red gold ingot。 ”

When they heard the last reward, all the freshmen dressed in civilian clothes cheered loudly, the daily expenses of a civilian family like them were not large, they ate coarse tea and light rice, a gold leaf was almost enough for their family of three to maintain a month's living expenses, and a red gold ingot was equivalent to a hundred gold leaves, which was almost enough for the living expenses of their family of three for nearly ten years. Although the demon pill is more precious, they don't dare to hope for it at all, after all, the demon pill only has three places, and the red gold ingots have fifty places.

At this moment, almost all the students whose families were relatively poor couldn't help but feel their blood boiling, and they were secretly swearing in their hearts that for this red gold ingot, they must work hard to enter the top fifty.

Looking at the expressions on the faces of these ordinary students, some noble disciples showed disdain in their eyes, although a red gold ingot was a large amount in the eyes of some commoners, but among these children living in aristocratic families, it was nothing at all, and Zhao Jingfeng had almost fifty red gold ingots on his body.

The freshman tournament soon began, and the students themselves drew lots to choose, and the sticks were packed in a large tube, covered by a piece of paper, and the numbers inside were not visible at all.

There are a total of two large jars with the sticks, one of which is selected by the students whose spiritual power has reached the eighth layer, and the other jar is selected by the students who have reached the ninth layer of spiritual power, so as to avoid some students with eighth-layer spiritual power meeting ninth-level spiritual power, if this is the case, then there is almost no suspense about the outcome or defeat.

Although the minimum admission standard of Confucius and Mencius Academy is the eighth layer of spiritual power, among the freshmen who enter the school every year, there is no shortage of freshmen who have some talent in cultivation, or people who are cultivated by some aristocratic families with some heavenly and earthly treasures, so almost every year, there will be new students whose spiritual power reaches the ninth layer of enrollment.

The ceremony of drawing lots proceeded quickly, and soon it was Zhao Jingfeng's turn, looking at the few sticks in the big jar, Zhao Jingfeng randomly selected one, and then took it from a distance to open the seal on it, only to see that the words "No. 3 Ring No. 64" were naturally written on it.

Looking at this number number, Zhao Jingfeng already knew in his heart that his opponent would be the one who held the No. 136 sign of the No. 3 ring, because the opponent of this competition was calculated according to the number on the top of the two sticks that added up to two hundred.

After getting the sign, all the math students silently walked to the ring where they were about to compete, and Zhao Jingfeng also came to the No. 3 ring not far away.

The schedule was very fast, and the first round of the game was completed in only half a day, because the opponent was just a child who didn't know the slightest martial arts, so Zhao Jingfeng entered the second round very easily.

After lunch, the freshman tournament continued, but this time the number of participants was completely less than half, and there were about 500 people in total.

The second round is still exactly the same as the first round, it is determined by drawing, because the number of participants is less than half, so the second round of the competition only took four hours to end, when the second round is over, the number of participants has only 256 left, according to this number, just can go smoothly The following draw will not be embarrassing with one more person.

Then the third round of the draw ceremony was immediately carried out, and after the draw was completed, the competition was immediately held, and finally ended in the evening, and at the same time, one hundred and twenty-eight people were successfully promoted, including Zhao Jingfeng.

After leaving the martial arts arena, it was almost dark, Zhao Jingfeng touched his stomach that was already protesting, and shook his head helplessly, in his previous life, even if he didn't eat for a few days and nights, he wouldn't feel hungry, and now as long as he doesn't eat three meals a day, he will feel hungry, which makes Zhao Jingfeng feel quite helpless.

Soon Zhao Jingfeng came to the dining room of the academy, and after receiving his things, he found an empty place in the lobby and sat down and began to eat.

Not long after Zhao Jingfeng sat down, all the seats in the dining room were occupied, and there were even many people who couldn't find an empty place, although Zhao Jingfeng was sitting alone at a table, but no one dared to sit with Zhao Jingfeng, because all of them were children of ordinary families, where did they dare to sit with Zhao Jingfeng, a noble child who was dressed in luxurious clothes and was from an extraordinary background。

"Bump!"

Just as Zhao Jingfeng was eating with relish, suddenly a palm fell heavily on Zhao Jingfeng's table, causing the entire table to vibrate slightly.

Zhao Jingfeng frowned, slowly raised his head, and saw that the owner of the palm was a noble child about twenty years old, wearing the uniform costume of the academy, because he should be an old student of the academy, and behind the young man, there stood two people who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, a man and a woman, their faces were full of arrogance, and they were wearing luxurious clothes sewn from silk and satin, which made people know at a glance that they were born in a rich family.

Looking at the three people wearing aristocratic costumes opposite, Zhao Jingfeng's lips moved slightly, and he slowly spit out a few words: "Is there something?"

The noble kid who looked to be about twenty years old looked at Zhao Jingfeng viciously, and shouted in an extremely arrogant tone: "Hey, boy, now this table is ours, you can go and eat elsewhere." Although it can be seen from the clothes worn by Zhao Jingfeng that he is not a civilian, the other party still does not take Zhao Jingfeng in his eyes.

Hearing this, Zhao Jingfeng glanced at the young man with disdain, and said in a light tone: "If you want to eat, sit down and eat together, this table belongs to the academy, and your name is not written on it, when did it become yours." ”

Hearing this, the nobleman's face showed a trace of anger, he had lost his patience, and said loudly: "Do you want to let or not?" ”

Now, what happened at Zhao Jingfeng's table has attracted the surrounding students who are eating, and they immediately cast a lot of eyes, but no one dares to stand up and speak.

Zhao Jingfeng showed a slight smile on his face, such a thing, he had encountered many times when he was walking in the cultivation realm in his previous life, but every time he taught the other party a hard lesson.

"Let nature go, wait until I'm done eating. This time, Zhao Jingfeng didn't look at the other party, and ate the food with his head buried in his mouth, because of the food in his mouth, Zhao Jingfeng's tone was a little vague.

Despite this, it was also heard clearly by the other three people.

"Brother, it seems that your deterrent power in the academy is not great, you can't even set a table, you can't let the two of us just stand outside and eat. A girl standing behind the teenager chuckled softly.

Hearing this, the young man, who was about twenty years old, suddenly looked embarrassed, but then he was furious, stared at Zhao Jingfeng fiercely, and said angrily: "Boy, what is your name, which family you belong to, report it to me if you have it." ”

Zhao Jingfeng frowned slightly, but before he could speak, a voice came from not far away: "Zheng Jing, you are also an old student of Confucius and Mencius Academy, and you are embarrassed to bully a freshman who only enrolled this year here." ”

As he spoke, he saw a young man dressed in the uniform uniform of the academy and about the same age as the noble child called Zheng Jing slowly walked in.

Seeing this young man, the face of the young man known as Zheng Jing changed slightly, and there was a hint of jealousy in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Qi Xingguo, it's not your turn to take care of my affairs." ”

At this time, Zhao Jingfeng also knew the names of the two of them, the person who called himself Rang Wei before was Zheng Jing, and the person who helped him later was called Qi Xingguo.

The young man known as Qi Xingguo smiled and said, "Zheng Jing, it's true that it's not my turn to take care of your affairs, but since I'm a senior brother, I have to take care of this junior brother's affairs." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Jing and the two teenagers standing behind him changed slightly.

At this time, the girl standing behind Zheng Jing hesitated slightly, then pulled Zheng Jing's shirt and said softly: "Brother, there is already an empty seat over there, let's go and sit there." ”

Hearing this, Zheng Jing's eyes subconsciously looked around the dining room, and sure enough, he found that a place had been vacated not far away, and after glancing at Zhao Jingfeng viciously again, Zheng Jing snorted coldly and waved it: "Second brother, third sister, let's go over and eat." ”

Saying that, Zheng Jing walked towards the empty table first, if he continued to entangle like this, not only would he not be able to get any benefits, but he would also touch the ashes of his nose, because Qi Xingguo was not only not weaker than their Zheng family in the family world, but his own strength was even stronger than him.