"Taimaru Divine Island Trip?" Zhang Yu frowned, what is this?

"Yes, maybe you don't know the rules. Ye Mei paused and said: "The merit-based competition is the most grand competition in the Dragon God Empire, mainly to select the new generation of the most potential students from the major colleges, on the one hand, it can increase the strong people of the Dragon God Empire, and on the other hand, you can select powerful potential students to send to experience. The experience of danger, that is, the Taimaru God Island that has been painstakingly explored by the top powerhouses for thousands of years, according to legend, the Taimaru God Island is a place dedicated to the detention of gods and demons, until now, the Taimaru God Island is just a legend, and this legend has made countless people crazy. ”

"Because legend has it that Taimaru Island imprisons a powerful god and demon, as long as we find Taimaru God Island and rescue that god and demon, it may bring us infinite joy!"

Zhang Yu smiled secretly in his heart: Since it is a imprisoned god and demon, how can human beings save it? Not to mention that since it is imprisoned, even if it is saved, it may not be able to get benefits from the gods and demons, and maybe he will lose his life.

As if he saw Zhang Yu's thoughts, Shi Ge Dongxia's beard trembled, and said: "The path that cultivators originally took was that the risks and benefits were the same, since they chose to cultivate, they had to break through the iceberg and fire hole, and it was better to be a common person if they were timid!"

Zhang Yu's face turned red when he said this, yes, cultivators are originally on the edge of life and death, just ask which peak powerhouse has not experienced thousands of tribulations to have great achievements? As a member of the underworld, it would be a great loss for him to say this.

"Well, since the dean is so kind to me, Zhang Yu is no longer hypocritical. I'm willing to participate in the merit-based contest!"

"Good. The big husband can make a big decision when he takes the opportunity. Then you prepare well!Ha Luha, that guy in Cavis was beaten into a pig's head by you, I really look forward to how powerful you will be in the merit-based competition! Okay, I'm leaving!"

Zhang Yu shook his head helplessly, it seems that he can't keep a low profile, why does he always feel like he has been sold?

One day's course, Zhang Yu obediently attended. And he was extremely serious and attentive, and this guy even took notes. But one day in class, he immediately felt contemptuous again, and felt that he always taught something simple, so that he would not be able to learn the essence of magic in the next year.

No, you'll have to find a way to get a few books on advanced magic and be self-taught!

As the sun sets, the entire Psiphon Continent is mild and peaceful, except for the students who come home from school, there are a large number of students staying in the Psiphon Academy, and there are those who fall in love under the gazebo. There are those who practice boxing on the playground, and there are those who sing and dance for fun......

At this time. On a huge meadow in the back mountain, Zhang Yu was already standing in front of Ye Mei, the teacher of the Department of Magic, and Ye Mei was holding a half-foot-long thing similar to an iron rod in her hand, explaining the course to Zhang Yu in detail.

"Zhang Yu, I know that you are smart by nature, and you can learn low-level magic relatively quickly, so I don't plan to spend too much time teaching you those low-level magic during the tutoring period, because you will represent the Academy of Magic next week, so I will pass on a few high-level magic to you, as for how much you can learn, it's up to you!"

Zhang Yu, who was reluctant to come to tutoring and listless, was immediately shocked when he heard the words high-level magic, and urged Ye Mei to hurry up and start with rubbing his hands.

Ye Mei saw that Zhang Yu was so anxious, and said angrily: "Cultivators are the most jealous and impetuous, don't you know the truth that things must be reversed?" Zhang Yu suddenly froze, Ye Mei's tone was a little more relaxed, and then said: "You should know that there are two kinds of magic in the field of magic, black magic is the attack system, and white magic is the healing system, what kind of high-level magic are you going to learn?"

Zhang Yu lowered his head and thought for a while, and said affirmatively: "Healing system!" The attack system is also good, but compared to the healing system, Zhang Yu thinks it is better. The experience of the Warcraft Forest severely traumatizing the meridians clearly told him that with the healing system, the chances of winning safely were greater, if it weren't for Qin Xing's instilled fighting spirit and attracted the source power in the dantian, it was estimated that Zhang Yu would have to lie down for half a month now.

"Oh, for what?"

"Because my strength is strong enough, of course I don't need to learn more about the attack department!" Zhang Yu joked.

Ye Mei sneered and sneered: "If you have a fart, you really think you are a master." Forget it, no matter what you are, since it's your choice, I'll teach you. Get out your magic wand!"

There was a magic wand in the illusion ring that fried noodles for Shixiao to eat when he was practicing at sunset, and as soon as his mind moved, Zhang Yu's wrist flipped, and he was already holding a dark green magic wand.

"Because time is urgent, I will only explain the cultivation and use of this healing magic to you in general, and how to increase the power of healing will depend on you to go back and slowly comprehend it. ”

"Healing is a high-level magic, and the lack of moon and yang ......"

"Flutter"

Zhang Yu couldn't help but smile, missing the moon...... Why does it sound so ......?

Ye Mei frowned, "Is it okay to be serious......?"

Zhang Yu surrendered, and replaced it with a normal person who didn't react when he heard the name of Missing Moon and Replenishing Yang, Zhang Yu shaved himself ten times.

……

A week later, the quadrennial merit contest of the Psiphon Academy officially began, and the cultivation ground, which was usually not very lively, was already full of people at this time, bustling and crowded.

Because the Psiphon Academy is the No. 1 academy in the Dragon God Empire, the royal family attaches great importance to the merit-based competition, and the Emperor Qiankun personally came to watch, which made the students of the Psiphon Academy very excited. Therefore, they are all in good spirits and ready to do their best to perform well.

The merit-based contest is open to the whole country, so it is the only time in four years that citizens are allowed to enter the academy to watch the ceremony, and it will be crowded with people.

The waiting area for the participating students is located next to the training ground, and in the center of the front of the big stage are the seats of the deans of the four major departments of the Royal Family and the Psiphon Academy, and below the stage is the audience viewing place.

"This kid, why haven't you come yet?" In the waiting area of the Magic Academy, Ye Mei walked around anxiously, because only four of the five representative students of her Magic Department came, and it was less than five minutes before the merit-based competition, and one had not arrived. And that person is Zhang Yu.

Then. A fifth-grade male student who was already waiting next to Ye Mei knew what Ye Mei thought. There was a hint of disdain in his eyes: "Teacher, I think that first-year junior brother is retreating, how capable can a freshman who has just entered the school have, it is better to send a fifth-grade academy to have a better chance of winning!"

The other three fifth-grade female students also agreed with the male students, after all, this time it was a matter of face for the Academy of Magic, and a first-year student would choose the best?

Ye Mei was already depressed, and she reprimanded: "This is the dean's arrangement. You think more about how you can defeat your opponent, rather than worrying about which student will participate in the competition. Alright, hurry up and sit back in your place and let the other students see what kind of system they have become!"

The four of them sat back in their positions unevenly, and they really couldn't understand what the dean and the teacher were doing.

When there was less than a minute before the merit-selection ceremony, Zhang Yu slowly came from the cafeteria to the waiting area of the magic department, and at the same time, there was an old man who came with him, who was the lazy god who led Zhang Yu to school, Ye Mei's father, Ye Beng!

I saw Zhang Yu come in time. Ye Mei immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then straightened her face. "Zhang Yu, what the hell are you doing? Why don't you wait for the game to be over?"

Zhang Yu smiled innocently: "Teacher, I happened to meet a lazy god when I was eating breakfast in the cafeteria, and I was late after chatting a few more words." But we're not late, haven't we started yet?"

As Zhang Yu spoke, the other four fifth-grade students were already looking at the first-year freshmen who had been named by the dean himself.

Dressed casually, walking side by side with the lazy god, casually, how do you look like a master?

As soon as Ye Mei heard the explanation, she looked at the lazy god who looked lazy as if she hadn't woken up, this unkempt and pot-bellied father said even more angrily: "No wonder I'm lazy and lazy, it turned out that I met a dog meat friend, hum, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, you two are really angry with me!"

Zhang Yu and Lazy God glanced at each other strangely: The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked? Isn't this scolding yourself?

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Mei seemed to have noticed her speaking mistakes, and the other four students couldn't help but laugh, and they were instantly embarrassed.

"Ahh

Shrugged helplessly, at this time, the current president on the rostrum, Shi Ge Dongxia, stood up: "Friends from all over the mainland, please be quiet, the merit-based competition is about to begin, please listen carefully to me about the rules and precautions of this competition......"

The same opening dialogue, which made Zhang Yu feel very boring, the rules of the merit-based competition are nothing more than five representatives from each of the four major colleges to divide the winners and losers in a one-on-one game, and if any one of the five games wins three sets, no matter who wins, such a simple game rule Shi Ge Dongxia said for half an hour, speechless!

"You are the first-year freshman who was named by the dean to participate in the competition?" a comfortable-sounding female voice sounded from behind Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu looked back suspiciously, a female student who was wearing the same magic department uniform as him stared at him with a pair of big eyes, the female student held a snow-white magic wand, and her body exuded a faint elegant temperament, which made people feel that they could be viewed from a distance and could not be blasphemed.

Zhang Yu's eyes were a little stunned, and then he said indifferently: "I am, but I don't call 'you', my name is Zhang Yu!"

The female student blushed, realized that she was rude, and was about to apologize, when suddenly the male student next to her sneered disdainfully, and said: "First grade? What is arrogant, the four of us are all senior brothers and sisters in the fifth grade, and we are your elders, do we still need to use respectful words to address you?"

Zhang Yu shook his head and stared at the male student who looked down on him: "In my eyes, there is no difference between the first grade and the fifth grade, the only difference is that you are a little older than me!"

"What did you say?" said the male student as he slapped the table and stood up angrily. (To be continued......)

PS: (The senior brothers and sisters took graduation photos in front of the library today, and the parents and teachers were there, and there was a lot of joy.) How envious and yearning we are! Year after year, level after level, session after session, years after years, always in such a hurry, and we, for the road ahead, we always sing such a song: Nervousness...... ）