The young man's facial features are very exquisite, tall, half a head taller than Zhang Yi, and there is no lack of adult maturity, and there is also a unique atmosphere of both rigidity and softness, all of which show his sense of goodness.

"Zhang Yi, long time no see!" the young man said with a smile on his face that had not been seen for a long time.

"Wang Hao!" Zhang Yi stopped his movements, looked at the young man in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Yi looked at the familiar figure in front of him, the competition when he was a child, the medicinal bath together at the age of seven and other scenes, appeared in Zhang Yi's heart, there was excitement, surprise and a sense of shame!

This young man is Zhang Yi's cousin Wang Hao, who is nominally seven days younger than him.

The past is unbearable, once upon a time, Wang Hao, who was similar in strength to Zhang Yi, is now above Zhang Yi in terms of status and potential.

One is the head of Tianfeng among the five peaks, Wang Hao, the senior brother of Tianfeng, and the other is just relying on the prestige of his relatives behind him, Zhang Yi, who is famous in the academy, whether it is identity or strength, the gap between them can no longer be compared with when he was a child.

Zhang Yi was self-aware, and since he came to the Wasteland Academy, he avoided them intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't expect to be found by him.

"Why are you here?" At this moment, Zhang Yi spoke indifferently, and the words were not as cordial as before, but a little more estranged.

"You're my cousin!What's the matter?, my cousin is free today, and I'm coming to visit my cousin, but why not?" Wang Hao didn't care about Zhang Yi's words, glanced at Zhang Yi, and said slowly.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, you've changed!" Wang Hao saw Zhang Yi fall into silence, and came to the stone table and sat down.

"Have I changed?" asked Zhang Yi in surprise.

"I have become less enthusiastic than before, I have become afraid, and I have become decadent! I remember the first time you and I met when I was a child, you shot at me without saying a word, and I was very embarrassed, and now when I see you, you have completely changed, and you have become weak! I have become afraid!" After speaking, Wang Hao glanced at Zhang Yi and found that his expression was very calm, and he was not provoked by his words.

Speaking of this, Wang Hao took the teapot, took a cup of tea for himself, and took a sip.

"In this way, I have indeed changed!" Zhang Yi took a deep breath, recalling the bits and pieces of his childhood, and his expression became dark.

"However, my heart to become stronger has not changed!" Speaking of this, Zhang Yi's face showed persistence, a persistent desire for strength!

"Can you tell me why your potential is so low?" Without waiting for Zhang Yi to answer, Wang Hao continued to ask: "Although I don't know the potential you stimulated during the Seventh Age Medicinal Bath, with your qualifications, it is not difficult for you to obtain at least six regiments of spirits, and with these six regiments of spirits, it is not difficult to break through the Nine Heavens of Voyeurism! But now you have only been sneaking for three days! Can you tell me why?"

Wang Hao put down the teacup in his hand and looked back at Zhang Yi.

"When he fell off the cliff, Lingquan ran away!" In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Zhang Yi could only lie perfunctory, he didn't want to mention what he had experienced.

If Zhang Yi said that there was a demon in his body, it is estimated that Wang Hao would not believe it, but if he did, there was no impermeable wall in the world, and at that time, I am afraid that it would not be as comfortable as it is now.

"Hmph!" Wang Hao snorted coldly, seeing that Zhang Yi was deliberately perfunctory to him.

"There are disciples in the Holy Yin Sect in the academy, you ...... "Before the words fell, Wang Hao had already appeared at the door, and when Zhang Yi reacted, Wang Hao disappeared without a trace.

Hearing the words 'Holy Yin Sect', Zhang Yi subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes seemed to be able to erupt flames, and his breathing became heavy!

To become a master of refining weapons and refining the spirit of soldiers, you need to at least control the realm, otherwise you will not be able to control your potential.

The refining of the soldier spirit not only requires enough potential, but also produces a lot of refining materials and steps, which is nerve-wracking and exhausting, if you have a latent spirit, you will get twice the result with half the effort, and the probability of refining the soldier spirit will also be greatly improved.

Zhang Yi has his own refining ideas, even if his own potential does not reach the latent control, and there is no latent spirit, he is sure to fuse the soldier spirit, provided that there are enough materials and contribution points.

More than ten days have passed in a flash, during this time, while Zhang Yi cultivating his potential, he has studied the fusion of the soldier spirit, calculated in his mind, and his hands are not idle, he has repeated it hundreds of times, and the grasp of the fusion of the soldier spirit is greater, and he is also waiting for An Xuan's arrival.

In the past ten days, Zhang Yi's potential has progressed rapidly, and he has broken through the grasp of four days of voyeurism, but his potential is not complete enough, just in case, Zhang Yi has to wait patiently.

And among the top ten freshmen, after the trial, their potential can be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds, the first-ranked Ma Poli and the second-ranked innocent, have entered the nine days of voyeurism, ranked third to tenth, their potential has also broken through the original realm, far ahead of everyone else, completely separated from the new students!

Zhang Yi, who has been diving for three days, not to mention the bottom, is almost the same, if after a period of time, Zhang Yi's potential has not progressed, then it will really become the existence of the bottom of the new life.

If there is a freshman trial at this moment, whether Zhang Yi can enter the top 30 is really a matter of two words!

Zhang Yi sat in the refining room, did not think about the question of potential, but took two halves of the silver soldier spirit and studied the material.

Zhang Yi looked at it for a long time, and the material of this soldier spirit was 'Shen Yin', but he was still a little uneasy, afraid of missing something, so he opened the eye of heaven and studied it carefully, and then he was sure.

In addition to Shen Yin, there are other spiritual materials in the soldier spirit, such as green copper, the five spirit liquids of the hidden king, gold thread and feather dew, and even some demon beasts and fierce beasts.

The materials for refining the spirit of soldiers can be said to be rare on the outside, but whenever they appear, they will be swept away by the major forces, major sects and refining masters, which makes the high price of the spirit materials scary, and even the spirit of the soldiers that are refined is sometimes less than the price of the materials, of course, this is also for the level of the spirit of the soldiers.

Zhang Yi took out the magic weapon again, looked at it a few times, except for one or two materials that he didn't know, most of the materials were known, and he felt that there was nothing missing, so he put his mind at ease, and inexplicably felt that his hope for fusing the spirit of the soldier was greater!

At this time, the door at the entrance of the cave suddenly opened, and the old man surnamed An coughed lightly and stepped in.

"The student has seen An Lao!" Zhang Yi came back to his senses, let the two halves of the soldiers put them on the stone table, and did not put them away, and quickly got up and clasped his fists and saluted.

An Xuan put his hands behind his back, glanced at Zhang Yi and nodded, then glanced at the magic weapon and the two halves of the soldier spirit on the table, and ignored it.

"The spirit weapon has been refined?" An Xuan asked.

Hearing this, Zhang Yi hurriedly took out ten medium-grade spiritual weapons from under the stone table, all kinds of types, such as swords, axes, guns, knives, halberds, halberds, etc., no more, no less, just ten.

"Not bad!" An Xuan glanced at it, nodded, his expression did not change, and then with a wave of his arm, a huge potential converged on the spirit weapon, and the ten spirit weapons disappeared instantly.

An Xuan took out his contribution card and tapped it lightly, and at this moment, Zhang Yi's waist shook for a moment, and he subconsciously took out the contribution card, and the original four thousand contribution points on it suddenly became ten thousand fourteen.

Zhang Yi's face was happy, and he bowed to An Xuan.

"You have a 'spirit creation', refining a medium-grade spirit weapon is easy for you, if you want to become an old man's master, these are far from enough!

The materials of the refining room are for you to use, and you can also refine one for yourself, today next month, I hope the old man can see your refining attainments......" An Xuan was halfway through his words, a booklet appeared on the stone table, and he glanced at Zhang Yi meaningfully, and then left the cave.

Looking at An Xuan's departing back, Zhang Yi was a little dumbfounded for a while.

An Xuan's remaining words, Zhang Yi's heart is like a mirror, if there is no great progress in refining weapons next month, his own refining road will stop here.

I thought to myself that this old man is really weird!

However, when Zhang Yi took out the contribution card and looked at the string of numbers on it, he forgot An Xuan's words, and at the same time felt a burst of excitement in his heart.