What’s the point of cultivating immortality if you don’t have money?

The Magic Competition venue.

In the area where Ziyun High School was located.

Le Mulan's forehead was covered in dense beads of sweat.

At this moment, she had already completed the fourth mana oscillation. The mass of mana that had been repeatedly kneaded seemed to have turned into a cloud of white mist, floating and sinking in her dantian, drifting and becoming increasingly difficult to control.

“Three more times, just three more times and I'll succeed.”

...

Song Hailong's breathing grew heavier and heavier.

A vast amount of mana, like layers upon layers of white clouds, rose from his dantian, gradually transforming into a vortex.

“The final mana oscillation.”

“As expected, the ultimate winner is still me…”

Boom!

Boom!

A burst of roaring sound suddenly came from the distance.

Song Hailong's expression suddenly changed.

Someone actually succeeded one step ahead of him?

No… no… He quickly realized something, a look of surprise on his face: "It's two people, there are actually two people faster than me?"

In the distance, Xiong Bufan pressed his palms together, wisps of white cloud-like mana surged from his claws, forming a ball, making him look as if he was grabbing a lively cloud, but this cloud quickly began to dissipate, obviously difficult to sustain.

But he didn't look at these, but turned his head to look at the other side, the direction from which the roar came.

“Only one step slower than me? From White Dragon High School, or Ziyun High School?”

Xiong Bufan looked at the white energy that soared into the sky and condensed like a cloud pillar, a look of surprise on his face: "What's going on? It's just a competition, the competition is about speed, everyone is seeking speed, why did he practice this protective aura so well?"

“This is too much of a show-off!”

In the competition venue of Songyang High School.

Zhang Yu spread his palms, streams of white air surged wildly from his palms, drifting straight towards the top of his head, like white smoke rising into the sky, instantly attracting the attention of more and more people.

After Zhang Yu used the fastest speed to hastily practice the Wuji Cloud Hand once, and of course failed to transform any aura… he felt that he had mastered this technique.

With a thought, the qi followed his heart, and streams of mana completed seven oscillations in a row, turning into vigorous aura that spewed out from his palms, eventually forming the scene before him.

Looking at this scene, Teacher Yan also clenched his fist excitedly, and then quickly took out his mobile phone and took a series of photos in Zhang Yu's direction.

Teacher Yan thought to himself: "Zhang Yu's talent for controlling mana is so amazing? It seems that the content of the previous mana exam did not reflect this at all."

Recalling Zhang Yu's mana improvement during this period, she sighed inwardly that it was probably Zhang Yu's improvement in this area that greatly improved the efficiency of breathing exercises.

Bai Zhenzhen also showed a look of emotion as she watched this scene, feeling relieved and comforted: "The child has grown up."

And after a while, the results of the third round of the Magic Competition also appeared one after another.

Xiong Bufan from Red Pagoda High School, ranked first.

Zhang Yu from Songyang High School, ranked second.

Song Hailong followed closely behind, becoming the third place.

Le Mulan from Ziyun High School was squeezed into fourth place.

And as the third round gradually came to an end, the total scores of each student's Magic Competition also came out one after another.

Many students looked at the final total score ranking, with different expressions and expressions.

First place, White Dragon High School, Song Hailong, total score 290

Second place, Ziyun High School, Le Mulan, total score 287

Third place, Red Pagoda High School, Xiong Bufan, total score 285

The three famous schools still occupied the top three total score rankings, and also opened up a huge gap with all the players behind.

But at this moment, at least the eyes of the vast majority of students in the field were not looking at the top three, but focused on the fourth place.

Fourth place, Songyang High School, Zhang Yu, total score 273

Although Songyang High School is also a key high school, appearing in the top ten at this moment, appearing under the encirclement of the names of the three famous schools, it felt so abrupt.

It was as if a gap was forcibly torn open in the originally airtight dark clouds.

“Fourth place, how much is the bonus?”

Zhang Yu looked at the final ranking, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and he was already thinking about how much the bonus for the fourth place in this Magic Competition was.

He was already very satisfied with this ranking.

After all, although he was confident that he would definitely surpass these opponents in the future.

But when it comes to the real strength at this moment, he is indeed temporarily not as good as the top students of the three famous schools.

He still needs more time to develop.

He had to sigh that it was Ah Zhen's manifestation, coupled with Yu Shu's filial piety, and of course, most importantly, his own perseverance that he was able to squeeze into fourth place this time.

Qian Shen stared at Zhang Yu, he still clearly remembered that Zhang Yu's monthly exam score was clearly 620 points, clearly 6 points lower than him.

But such a 620-point existence actually ranked together with the high-ranking existences, high castes, and ultimate monsters of the three high schools with more than 650 points in the Magic Competition?!

“It's like this again… It was like this at the art exhibition last time, this Zhang Yu can always make performances that exceed his score's due ability.”

He held his head, his eyes still full of disbelief: "It's almost as if the evaluation system of 700 points in six subjects can no longer perfectly express his degree of evolution."

“This man…” Qian Shen stared at Zhang Yu, and a thought that he also found unexpected suddenly surged in his heart.

“This man who cannot be perfectly expressed by scores, he may cause another reform of the high school score system in the future, making this evaluation system more perfect.”

At this time, He Dayou, who was next to him, glanced at Qian Shen, who was holding his head and muttering to himself, and thought to himself: "What's wrong with this idiot again?"

He turned his head, and the emotions in his eyes looking at Zhang Yu were difficult to suppress.

Envy, jealousy… It is impossible to say that there are no such emotions, especially when everything in front of him happened to the poor man he looked down on the most.

Thinking of this, He Dayou even felt a trace of regret in his heart.

“He is just a poor ghost after all.”

“It's good that… he is just a poor ghost.”

...

Inside the rest area of Ziyun High School.

The competition coach looked at Le Mulan, Lian Tianji and others in front of him, and suddenly said: "What do you think about us getting that Zhang Yu over here?"

Obviously, this coach saw Zhang Yu's performance and wanted to naturalize Zhang Yu.

Lian Tianji said to the side: "Although Zhang Yu does not have the bloodline of our Ziyun High School, he does perform excellently, and I also think it would be good to pull him over."

The so-called no bloodline is a chain of contempt that is popular within Ziyun High School.

It generally refers to the origins of Ziyun Nursery, Ziyun Kindergarten, Ziyun Elementary School and Ziyun Junior High School.

Among them, from left to right, each additional Ziyun education is considered to have a 'purer bloodline'.

Le Mulan asked: "Where did he get his first and second degrees?"

“I really asked him about this.” Lian Tianji said about Zhang Yu's previous elementary school and junior high school.

A trace of uncontrollable disgust immediately appeared on Le Mulan's face. The poor taste of these two schools was too strong.

Seeing the change in Le Mulan's expression, Lian Tianji knew that it was hopeless, and thought to himself: "Then the next time I meet Zhang Yu, it is estimated that it will be in the martial arts competition to compete."

Thinking of this, a trace of expectation also emerged in his heart.

The most ⊥ new ⊥ small ⊥ said ⊥ in ⊥ six ⊥ 9 ⊥⊥ book ⊥⊥ bar ⊥⊥ first ⊥ hair!

Thinking of this, a trace of expectation also emerged in his heart.

...

In front of the toilet.

As soon as Zhang Yu came out, he was stopped by a man. The person who came was Han Xingye, the competition coach of White Dragon High School.

“Zhang Yu, come to White Dragon High School.” Han Xingye stretched out his hand to Zhang Yu: "With your talent, it's a pity to stay in Songyang."

“Although you performed well in this competition, you will only get further and further away from us in the future.”

Han Xingye was telling the truth.

Although most of the best students in Songyang City will be divided up by the three famous schools, over time… there will always be some left in other key high schools, or even ordinary high schools.

Han Xingye has also seen a few students from other high schools who performed outstandingly in the mana competition in the first year of high school…

But he has never seen students from other high schools who performed outstandingly in the mana competition in the second and third years of high school.

“If you come to White Dragon High School, I will definitely help you apply for a contract with good enough conditions.”

Zhang Yu suddenly asked: "If I go to White Dragon High School, can I get into the top ten?"

Han Xingye was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect Zhang Yu to ask such a question, and was immediately stumped.

The real answer is naturally no. Zhang Yu will only become an investment project of White Dragon High School when he arrives at White Dragon High School.

Not to mention the top ten, digging Zhang Yu over is just to prevent him from participating in the remaining other competitions in the first year of high school. After all, these achievements related to the college entrance examination results and university interviews are gold-plating projects for the rich, and should not be occupied by the poor.

As for the university, he will definitely be able to get into a good university in the future, but it will never be the top ten.

After all, the conditions of White Dragon High School must be better than those of Songyang High School, and Zhang Yu can also get better development here.

It's just that the places for the top ten… are never prepared for the poor.

At this moment, Teacher Yan walked over, stood in front of Zhang Yu, and looked at Han Xingye with a wary expression: "Teacher Han, what are you talking to my student about?"

Regardless of whether Zhang Yu is rich or not, to Teacher Yan, as long as he can get a ranking, that is her teaching achievement.

Han Xingye smiled helplessly. Everyone takes students to participate in the competition every year, and he and this Teacher Yan can be considered acquaintances.

He was a little embarrassed to be caught stealing the other party's student at this moment, and immediately said to Zhang Yu: "In any case, it's better than you continuing to stay in Songyang High School… that, right?"

Teacher Yan was furious when he heard this.

What that? Don't think that I can't guess those insulting words you used to describe Songyang High School just because you didn't say them!

However, thinking of the gap between her own school and White Dragon High School, Teacher Yan was really afraid that the other party would continue to say something that she couldn't refute, so she had to interrupt: "Okay, if this teacher has anything to say, you can communicate with me, please don't harass our students."

Looking at the figures of Teacher Yan and Zhang Yu leaving, Han Xingye shrugged his shoulders and thought to himself: "If he is really sober enough, he should choose this side."

“Even if he still can't get into the top ten.”

...

“Did you see it?”

“Fourth place! Zhang Yu actually got the fourth place in total score! Do you know what the fourth place is?”

“Just tell me how much money you plan to invest.”

Listening to the sound coming from Bai Zhenzhen's side, Mo Tianyi said helplessly: "Zhenzhen, you don't have to be so excited, I can see it…"

Bai Zhenzhen: "Then why don't you hurry up and pay the money?! Your boss wasn't this good when he was in the first year of high school, right?"

Mo Tianyi: "The boss also won a place in the competition…"

After some pulling, Mo Tianyi concluded: "Zhang Yu's results are indeed very excellent."

“I admit that I gave you less money before.”

“I will tell the boss and the other seniors about the situation and try my best to win more investment for you.”

Bai Zhenzhen already knew about this and urged: "Remember to approve the money quickly."

After disconnecting, Mo Tianyi looked at Zhang Yu's fourth-place ranking in the camera, and his chest, which should have cooled down long ago, seemed to be slightly hot.

“He did a really good job.”

“He was able to break through the suppression of so many rich people and rush to this ranking.”

“Unfortunately, it's too late…”

A trace of helplessness and sadness flashed in Mo Tianyi's heart: "If it had been two years earlier, I would have definitely chosen you."

On the other side, Bai Zhenzhen thought to herself: "He won a place in the martial arts competition? I want to see who you are."

Thank you 'FrankChiao' for giving Zhang Yu's character the Ten Thousand Reward Oscar trophy gift