You dare to cultivate without money?!-Chapter 65 - 48 Top Ten!
65: Chapter 48: Top Ten!
65 -48: Top Ten!
At the magic competition site.
In the area where Purple Cloud High School was located.
Le Mulan’s forehead was covered with numerous beads of sweat.
At this moment, she had already completed the fourth mana shock.
The mana, which had been repeatedly battered, seemed to transform into a misty white fog, floating and sinking in her Dantian, unstable and increasingly difficult to control.
“Three more times, just three more, and I’ll succeed.”
…
Song Halong’s breathing became heavier.
A vast amount of mana rose from his Dantian like layers upon layers of white clouds, gradually forming into a vortex.
“The last mana shock.”
“As expected, I’m still the ultimate winner…”
Bang!
Bang!
A series of rumbling sounds suddenly came from afar.
Song Halong’s expression changed suddenly.
Did someone actually succeed before him?
No…
it’s not…
he quickly realized something, showing a surprised look in his eyes: “There are two people, two people faster than me?”
In the distance, Xiong Bufan pressed his palms together.
Threads of mana, like white cloud-like qi, gushed out from his hands, forming a mass, making him look as if he had caught a lively cloud, only this cloud began to dissipate quickly, evidently hard to maintain.
But he didn’t look at these; instead, he turned his head towards the direction from which the rumbling came.
“Just a step slower than me?
From White Dragon High School, or from Purple Cloud High School?”
Xiong Bufan looked at the column of white qi rising into the sky and solidifying like a cloud pillar, showing a surprised look in his eyes: “What’s going on?
It’s just a competition, it’s about speed, everyone is after speed, why did he train his Protective Gang Qi so well?”
“That’s really overdoing it!”
At the competition field of Songyang High School.
Zhang Yu’s palms opened, and streams of white qi gushed out violently from his palms, floating straight upwards like a white plume of smoke, instantly attracting more and more attention.
After Zhang Yu quickly, hastily, and forcefully practiced the Limitless Cloud Hand once, understandably without transforming any Gang Qi…
he felt he had already mastered this cultivation technique proficiently.
With a thought, the qi moved with his mind, the mana completed seven shocks in succession, transforming into vigorous Gang Qi that gushed out from his palms, finally forming the scene before him.
Seeing this scene, Teacher Yan clenched her fist excitedly, and quickly took out her phone, taking a burst of photos in Zhang Yu’s direction.
Teacher Yan thought to herself: “Zhang Yu’s talent in controlling mana is surprisingly amazing?
It seems the previous mana exam content didn’t reflect this at all.”
Recalling Zhang Yu’s mana improvement during this period, she sighed, thinking perhaps it was precisely Zhang Yu’s improvement in this aspect that greatly enhanced his breathing efficiency.
Bai Zhenzhen watched this scene and also showed a touched expression, comforting herself: “The child has grown up.”
And moments later, the results of the third round of the magic competition also emerged one by one.
Red Tower High School’s Xiong Bufan, ranked first.
Songyang High School’s Zhang Yu, ranked second.
Song Halong followed closely behind, becoming third.
Purple Cloud High School’s Le Mulan was pushed to fourth place.
As the third round gradually ended, the total scores of each student’s magic competition successively came out.
The expressions of many students varied as they looked at the final total score ranking.
First place, White Dragon High School, Song Halong, total score 290
Second place, Purple Cloud High School, Le Mulan, total score 287
Third place, Red Tower High School, Xiong Bufan, total score 285
The three prestigious schools still monopolized the top three total scores, creating a huge gap with all the other contestants behind.
But at this moment, at least the majority of the students’ attention on the field was not on 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, surrounded by the names of the three prestigious schools, feels so abrupt.
It’s as if a gap was forcibly torn in the originally impenetrable dark clouds.
“Fourth place, how much is the prize money again?”
Zhang Yu looked at the final ranking, unable to suppress the upward curve of his lips, already thinking about how much the fourth place prize in the magic competition is.
He was very satisfied with this ranking himself.
After all, although he was confident he would surpass these opponents in the future.
But when it came to the actual strength at this moment, he indeed was not yet at the level of those elite students from the three prestigious schools.
He still needed more time to develop.
To squeeze into fourth place this time, he had to sigh with amazement at Azhen’s spiritual aid, combined with Yu Shu’s filial piety, but most importantly, his own perseverance.
Qian Shen stared at Zhang Yu intently, still remembering clearly that Zhang Yu’s monthly exam score was obviously 620 points, 6 points lower than his.
But this existence with 620 points actually ended up being placed alongside those high positions and high castes in the three top high schools, with scores above 650, in the magic competition?!
“Again…
it was the same at the art exhibition last time too, this Zhang Yu always manages to perform beyond the ability that his score would suggest.”
He held his head, his eyes still full of disbelief: “It’s almost as if the evaluation system of 700 points for six subjects cannot perfectly express his level of evolution.”
“This man…” Qian Shen stared intently at Zhang Yu, a thought surfacing in his mind that he himself found surprising.
“This man, who cannot be perfectly expressed by scores, might bring about another reform of the high school score system in the future, making this evaluation system more perfect.”
At this moment, He Dayou glanced at Qian Shen, who was holding his head and muttering to himself, and thought to himself: “What kind of fit is this fool having again?”
He turned his head, unable to contain the stirred emotions in his heart while looking at Zhang Yu.
Envy, jealousy…
It would be impossible to say there are no such emotions, especially since all of this happened to the very poor person he despised most.
Thinking of this, a trace of regret even surged in He Dayou’s heart.
“He is, after all, just a poor ghost.”
“It’s also okay…
he’s just a poor ghost.”
…
In the rest area of Purple Cloud High School.
The competition coach looked at Le Mulan, Lian Tianji, and others in front of him and suddenly spoke: “What do you think about getting that Zhang Yu to join us?”
Evidently, this coach wanted to recruit Zhang Yu after seeing his performance.
Lian Tianji said on the side: “Although Zhang Yu doesn’t have the bloodline of our Purple Cloud High School, his performance is indeed excellent.
I also think it’s a good idea to bring him over.”
The so-called lack of bloodline was an internal derisive term at Purple Cloud High School.
It usually refers to those not hailing from Purple Cloud Kindergarten, Purple Cloud Kindergarten, Primary School, and Middle School.
Where from left to right, for each one more Purple Cloud Education, one’s ‘bloodline’ is considered more pure.
Le Mulan asked: “Where are his first and second academic backgrounds?”
“I did ask him before.” Lian Tianji mentioned Zhang Yu’s previous primary and middle schools.
Le Mulan’s face immediately showed a barely suppressible look of disdain, as those two schools had too much of a poor atmosphere.
Seeing Le Mulan’s change of expression, Lian Tianji knew it wouldn’t work out, thinking to himself: “The next time we meet Zhang Yu, it might be during a martial arts competition.”
Thinking of this, a trace of expectation also emerged in his heart.
…
In front of the restroom.
Zhang Yu was stopped by a man as soon as he came out; it was Han Xingye, the competition coach from White Dragon High School.
“Zhang Yu, come to White Dragon High School.” Han Xingye extended his hand to Zhang Yu: “With your talent, it’s a pity for you to stay at Songyang.”
“Although you performed well in this competition, in the future, the gap between us will only widen.”
Han Xingye spoke frankly.
Although Songyang City’s top students are almost all divided among the three prestigious schools, over time…
there will always be some left in other key high schools or even regular high schools.
Han Xingye had also seen a few students from other high schools who had stood out during the mana competitions in grade ten.
But he had never seen students from other high schools who performed well in mana competitions in grade eleven or twelve.
“If you come to White Dragon High School, I will definitely help you apply for a contract with sufficiently good conditions.”
Zhang Yu suddenly asked: “If I go to White Dragon High School, can I make it to the Top Ten?”
Han Xingye was slightly taken aback, as if he hadn’t expected Zhang Yu to ask such a question and was momentarily stumped.
The real answer was naturally no; Zhang Yu would just become a project for investment at White Dragon High School.
Not to mention the Top Ten, getting Zhang Yu over would be to prevent him from participating in the remaining competitions of grade ten, as these achievements related to college entrance exam scores and university interviews were projects for the rich to embellish themselves, not for the poor to take the slots.
As for university, he certainly could get into a decent one in the future, but it would never be a Top Ten.
After all, White Dragon High School definitely has better conditions than Songyang, and Zhang Yu can develop better here.
But the slots for the Top Ten…
were never prepared for the poor.
Just at this moment, Teacher Yan came over, standing in front of Zhang Yu, looking at Han Xingye with vigilance: “Mr.
Han, what are you saying to my student?”
No matter whether Zhang Yu was rich or not, for Teacher Yan, as long as he could win places, that counted as her teaching achievement.
Han Xingye smiled wryly, as acquaintances from years of competing with students annually, he and Teacher Yan were somewhat familiar.
Now caught trying to poach the other’s student, Han Xingye felt somewhat embarrassed, immediately saying to Zhang Yu: “In any case, it’s better than you staying in Songyang…
you know what, right?”
Teacher Yan was furious upon hearing this.
What does ‘you know what’ mean?
Don’t think just because you didn’t say it out loud, I can’t guess those derogatory terms you have for Songyang!
But thinking of the gap between her school and White Dragon High School, Teacher Yan was really afraid he would continue with statements she couldn’t refute, having to interrupt: “Alright, anything you want to discuss, you can discuss with me, please don’t disturb our student.”
Watching the departing figures of Teacher Yan and Zhang Yu, Han Xingye shrugged, thinking to himself: “If he really is clear-headed enough, he should choose this side.”
“Even if he still can’t get into the Top Ten.”
…
“Did you see that?”
“Fourth place!
Zhang Yu got fourth place overall!
Do you know what fourth place means?”
“Just tell me how much you’re planning to invest.”
Listening to the voice from Bai Zhenzhen’s side, Mo Tianyi said helplessly: “Zhenzhen, you don’t need to be so excited, I can see it…”
Bai Zhenzhen: “Then why aren’t you sending the money?!
Your brother wasn’t even this impressive in grade ten, was he?”
Mo Tianyi: “My brother did win some competition places…”
After some back and forth, Mo Tianyi concluded: “Zhang Yu’s achievement is indeed very outstanding.”
“I admit the money I gave you before was a bit less.”
“I will discuss the situation with my brother and a few other seniors, and strive to secure more investment for you.”
Bai Zhenzhen was already aware of this, urging: “Make sure the money gets approved quickly.”
Ending the connection, Mo Tianyi looked at Zhang Yu’s name listed in fourth place on the screen, a chest that had long cooled slightly warmed again.
“You did brilliantly indeed.”
“To be able to break through so many wealthy people’s suppression and reach this rank.”
“Unfortunately, it’s too late…”
A trace of helplessness and melancholy flashed through Mo Tianyi’s heart: “If it could have been two years earlier, I would surely choose you.”
On the other side, Bai Zhenzhen thought: “Have you won a martial arts competition?
I really want to see which one you are.”
