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

In this martial arts competition, each school can send a maximum of ten participants.

When Zhang Yu arrived at the scene, he found that there were only forty or so participants in total, and 30 of them belonged to the three major high schools.

The remaining ten or so participants were from other ordinary high schools and key high schools.

They may not have understood the situation of the martial arts competition, may have lacked information channels, or may have held a fluke mentality of wanting to see the world and try their luck.

However, as the powerhouses from the three major high schools took turns on stage to show their strength,

the students from other high schools gradually became discouraged and began to withdraw from the competition one by one.

Of course, Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen did not flinch.

Zhang Yu recalled the rules and knew that the contestants would be divided into different tiers according to their scores.

Then, contestants of the same tier would be randomly drawn and assigned to 8 different groups for a group elimination round.

This was to ensure as much as possible that each group had contestants from high to low tiers, to avoid multiple high-tier contestants being eliminated early in the same group.

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "If I don't want to be in the same group as the most powerful students, I have to get a high score as much as possible."

"Only in this way can I avoid encountering difficult opponents in the group stage and ensure a top 8 finish."

Looking at the Yellow Turban Warrior on the stage, Zhang Yu gradually had a battle plan in mind.

After a while, it was finally Zhang Yu's turn to take the stage.

...

In the audience seats,

Zhao Tianxing, Qian Shen, and He Dayou sat together.

Apart from He Dayou's face full of disgust, Qian Shen was seriously watching the arena.

Zhao Tianxing always felt that the students from the three major high schools not far away were looking at him, and he always felt embarrassed that he, from Songyang, was here to watch the competition like them.

He also felt that the Songyang High School uniform he was wearing... was so rare and unimpressive in this hall of Bailong High School, and he always felt that the people around him had strange emotions when they saw his Songyang uniform.

Of course, Zhao Tianxing was actually overthinking it. For the vast majority of high school students from the three famous schools...

Songyang High School? Do the students there know how to cultivate immortality? What's so interesting about that? We're here to watch the competition.

But at this moment, a student wearing a Bailong High School uniform walked over and said to He Dayou, "Dayou, you really came to see my competition?"

He Dayou looked at the other party, thinking that his sunglasses and mask were useless at all.

"Yeah." He Dayou nodded and said, "I came to see what the overall level of this year's three famous schools is like."

Chu Qiuhe from Bailong High School smiled and said, "I saw that your Songyang High School also came to participate. What were you thinking? Aren't you afraid of going bankrupt?"

Although he knew that there was indeed a gap between Songyang and the three major high schools, as the son of a school board member, He Dayou still felt an instinctive discomfort when he heard these words.

Damn it, you're insulting Songyang in front of the school board member's son. You're courting death.

But he also understood that there was indeed a bit of a gap between Songyang and Bailong.

Even though he and Chu Qiuhe were junior high school classmates, their friendship had gradually deteriorated since he entered Songyang and the other party entered Bailong High School.

In front of the other party, He Dayou always felt inferior.

Even at this moment, Chu Qiuhe was only looking at He Dayou, his junior high school classmate, and treating Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing next to He Dayou as air.

After all, Songyang High School... hehe.

At this moment, He Dayou said lightly, "Who knows? Anyway, that person got fourth place in the last Dharma competition, so maybe he wants to try his luck this time."

Hearing the title of fourth place in the Dharma competition, Chu Qiuhe was instantly choked and smiled awkwardly: "Martial arts combat is different from Dharma competition. Martial arts combat is about overall strength. The gap between Bailong, Ziyun, Hongta, and other high schools will be very large."

Saying that, he looked at the arena and said, "It just so happens that your school is on stage. Let me help you see what his level is like..."

At the same time, seeing that the person who appeared on stage was a student from Songyang High School, many viewers also thought it would be a difficult battle.

But then they saw Zhang Yu and the Yellow Turban Warrior collide, and then with a bang... the Yellow Turban Warrior was actually thrown out of bounds.

Zhang Yu, score 300.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and no one expected that a student from Songyang High School could do this.

Chu Qiuhe was also stunned. Seeing that before he could finish speaking, the Yellow Turban Warrior was thrown out by Zhang Yu, he said in surprise: "300 points? Can your Songyang teach such students?"

That tone... was like seeing a flower growing on cow dung.

Although he hated Zhang Yu very much, He Dayou had to admit that at this moment, looking at Chu Qiuhe's surprised gaze, he felt a slight sense of pleasure and nodded reservedly: "Our batch is quite powerful."

Qian Shen next to him also said, "Zhang Yu is 653 points after all. He is very powerful."

Looking at the uproar in the audience, Zhao Tianxing also subconsciously straightened his chest, feeling that his Songyang uniform was not so humble anymore.

...

When Chu Qiuhe returned to Song Hailong's side, he saw the competition coach watching slow-motion replays with several people.

The coach analyzed, "This Zhang Yu stood at the edge of the arena from the beginning."

"The purpose is to let the Yellow Turban Warrior take the initiative to attack and come to the edge of the arena."

"Then he used an ordinary straight punch, and then it gets interesting."

In the lens, Zhang Yu seemed to have predicted in advance and intercepted the Yellow Turban Warrior's attack in advance.

The competition coach analyzed, "At that moment, he judged the Yellow Turban Warrior's attack, then interrupted it in advance, and then used the Wuji Cloud Hand to guide the Yellow Turban Warrior's power, and finally threw the Yellow Turban Warrior a few steps away."

"And these few steps away, because of his position, happened to be out of bounds."

"From beginning to end, every move was calculated just right..."

After listening to this analysis, Song Hailong's originally interested gaze instantly faded, and he turned his head away with a boring expression: "I thought this kid was a dark horse like he was in the Dharma competition and should have some strength."

"But he likes to use these little tricks, it's really boring."

The competition coach did not refute Song Hailong's words, because he was not only the number one in the grade, but also absolutely rich, so he could say anything as long as he didn't insult the teacher.

Moreover, the coach also knew that this ace son really didn't need to consider players of Zhang Yu's level.

But the competition coach still looked at the other students and reminded, "Don't underestimate him. Although there are elements of trickery, being able to make a judgment at that moment means that either his reaction and concentration are particularly strong, and he has a deep understanding of martial arts."

"Or he has observed the Yellow Turban Warrior for a long time and figured out some of the Yellow Turban Warrior's attack patterns."

"Although his various values should not be as high as yours, this kind of opponent is likely to win by exploiting weaknesses. If you encounter him, you must not take it lightly."

"Whoever loses to an opponent outside of the three famous schools today will be fined 10,000 yuan when they go back, and you will all kneel during class this month."

The students immediately responded loudly.

Listening to the competition coach's analysis, Chu Qiuhe secretly said, "So that's how it is."

At first, when he saw Zhang Yu defeat the Yellow Turban Warrior in seconds, he thought the other party was as strong as Song Hailong.

But now, listening to this, he felt that if he prepared, it seemed that he could also do this.

...

On the other side, in the preparation area of Ziyun High School.

Lian Tianji laughed and said, "Zhang Yu is really powerful."

Le Mulan glanced at it and said lightly: "They can't even afford to rent the most basic combat spirit root. Poor people are really miserable."

"But even though they are so poor, they still have to come to participate in the competition at the risk of bankruptcy. I really can't understand."

Le Mulan turned to look at Lian Tianji and asked curiously and puzzled: "You are so much poorer than me, can you understand their thoughts?"

Lian Tianji smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say for a while. He could only constantly comfort himself in his heart: "The sacred first place is just straightforward, not deliberately despising me, don't take it to heart."

...

And not long after Zhang Yu left the arena, it was finally Bai Zhenzhen's turn to take the stage.

In the audience seats, Qian Shen and Zhao Tianxing were originally looking forward to Bai Zhenzhen's performance.

Who knew that after a while, they found that Bai Zhenzhen was fighting hard on the arena, desperately dodging the Yellow Turban Warrior while barely finding gaps to touch the sensing chip on the Yellow Turban Warrior's body.

"Bai Zhenzhen is fighting so reluctantly?"

He Dayou looked at Bai Zhenzhen, who was high-spirited when she beat him, but was now struggling under the Yellow Turban Warrior's offensive. He suddenly realized that he didn't feel any pleasure in his heart, but rather a kind of bitterness.

And this bitterness was not so much because of Bai Zhenzhen, but because of himself who had been beaten by Bai Zhenzhen.

Qian Shen next to him frowned: "Bai Zhenzhen's fighting style doesn't seem suitable for dealing with Yellow Turban Warriors."

Zhao Tianxing worried: "If this continues, won't she be assigned to a group with high-scoring players? She might be eliminated in the group stage."

...

As Bai Zhenzhen fought hard on the arena, the audience and other contestants quickly lost interest.

Song Hailong had long closed his eyes bored, seemingly feeling that looking at this kind of battle was a waste of time.

Lian Tianji on the other side also secretly felt surprised: "The girl who came to participate in the competition with Zhang Yu seems to have also come with Zhang Yu in the last Dharma competition."

"She is obviously so weak, why does she still have to accompany Zhang Yu to participate in the competition? Could it be... Zhang Yu's slave in Songyang High School? Has Songyang started playing this game too?"

Lei Jun looked at this scene, but was thoughtful: "It seems that Bai Zhenzhen felt that her fighting style was not suitable for fighting Yellow Turban Warriors, so she simply hid her strength."

As the teacher who tutored Bai Zhenzhen for two weeks, Lei Jun knew that Bai Zhenzhen's strength was definitely not just what she was showing on the arena at this moment.

Zhang Yu folded his arms and looked at the figure on the arena, and gradually understood the other party's plan.

Although the Yellow Turban Warrior only maintained 1.98 of its physical strength output, its material itself did not change, and it was still as strong as students could not destroy.

And Bai Zhenzhen's fighting method has always been to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Facing a Yellow Turban Warrior who is invulnerable to swords and guns and needs to fight hard, it is obviously easy to fall into a disadvantage.

Zhang Yu thought to himself: "My goal is to avoid strong players in the group stage as much as possible and guarantee a top eight."

"It seems that Ah Zhen knows that she can't get a high score, so she simply hides her strength and will give the other party a surprise when she encounters a strong player in the group stage?"

In the end, Bai Zhenzhen scored 89.