Yang Xiu left get out of class early.
The group of three went together to various locations on campus.
Su Yu and his group had already visited the Martial Arts Hall, Library, Refining Secret Realm, Blood Refining Secret Realm, and Battle Technique Building yesterday.
Without exception, except for the library, which does not require blood crystals.
In the other places, they either couldn't afford it or weren't qualified to go in.
The minimum cost for a martial arts school is 5,000 credits for a basic martial arts skill.
Su Yu, who owes two thousand credits, doesn't even dare to think about it, and there's no need for it.
By taking photos of the teacher with a camera every morning, you can save a lot of credits.
Besides the martial arts hall, there are also the Refining Mystic Realm and the Blood Refining Mystic Realm.
Both of these secret realms require 10,000 credits to enter once, and freshmen only have three chances per semester.
No one in Su Yu's team could afford to spend the money.
The only thing you can spend is the Battle Tower, which costs 50 credits per challenge, and you get an extra 10 credits for each level you clear.
Yesterday, Su Yu immediately thought of rushing in and giving it a try.
Then the administrator told me that the minimum standard for the Battle Tower is the peak of the first rank.
After running around all day yesterday, the only places they didn't visit were the Martial Arts Hall and the Cultivation Pavilion.
Now that they had time, the five headed straight for the nearest martial arts training hall.
Along the way, all the senior brothers and sisters were dressed in white.
The group greeted each other politely as they walked.
Upon arriving at the martial arts hall, Lin Yan gritted her teeth and said, "I must wear white clothes as soon as possible! No! I want to wear black clothes!"
"Then I won't have to call everyone 'senior brother' or 'senior sister' anymore!"
"Are you going into the martial arts hall to watch?" a female voice suddenly rang out.
Lin Yan immediately cupped her hands in greeting: "Greetings, Senior Sister."
The other four people couldn't help but chuckle.
The girl in the white school uniform recognized the faces of the group.
He exclaimed in surprise, "Hey! You're the five prodigies from Jubei University this year?!"
"Su Yu, you're the top scholar, I know you!"
After glancing at Su Yu, the girl immediately looked at Song Qinghuan with shining eyes.
"You're Song Qinghuan! You were so cool when you froze Hao Zhiming during the college entrance exam!!"
Song Qinghuan was a little shy.
The girl introduced herself: "Hello, I am Yan Yu from Class 2 of the second year."
"Are you planning to visit the martial arts hall?"
"It's a good thing you ran into me, otherwise you would have been cheated out of a week's worth of credits by those unscrupulous senior students."
"Come on, follow me inside. They definitely won't dare to trick you into going to the ring," Yan Yu said enthusiastically.
"Cheat credits? Senior sister, how do those senior brothers and sisters cheat credits?" Qiao Qiao asked curiously.
"Actually, it's nothing. Usually, it's the few classes from the Primordial Universe that wait for freshmen to enroll, and they're waiting for people like you to come to the Martial Arts Hall."
"Once you go in, they will deliberately provoke you with words to get you to go on stage and fight them."
"The stakes in a typical tournament are usually a week's worth of academic credits."
"Especially your top-tier class, your 500 credits are easy prey in their eyes."
“You newly enrolled prodigies are basically all ready to take the stage at the slightest provocation.”
"That would mean giving up a week's worth of credits."
Su Yu's eyes lit up: "Senior, can I know the weekly credits for each class in your second year?"
Yan Yu looked at him and said, "Give up. Everyone has done a thorough investigation of you. No one would be so blind as to provoke you."
"Unless it's one of our elite students, but that's a thankless task."
"Winning is shameful, losing is even more shameful."
Su Yu looked regretful.
Yan Yu added, "Actually, the number of credits in the second year is not much more; each class only gets double the credits compared to the first year."
"That's why those senior students would do anything for credits and target you newbies."
“Hmm, you don’t belong.” Her gaze lingered on Su Yu for a moment.
Su Yu felt as if he had missed out on a million-dollar lottery prize, and was extremely heartbroken.
With that, the five of them followed Yan Yu into the martial arts hall.
The Martial Arts Hall has nine floors.
Standing in the center of the martial arts hall, you can see the arena on the ninth floor at a glance.
"Each floor has ninety-nine arenas, and these arenas will save our lives at the last moment."
"Remember, this is the last moment; it's different from the arena of the college entrance exam."
"If the arena effects are activated, they'll basically be half-dead."
As Yan Yu spoke, she led everyone upstairs.
Inside the martial arts hall at this moment, most of the students were second-year students dressed in white, leisurely exchanging blows.
Just by looking at their posture, you can tell they're waiting for easy prey to come to them.
"The higher the floor, the higher the bet you can place."
"On Challenge Day, if you want to take on a higher level, you'll have to fight your way up from the second floor to the ninth floor."
"Junior Brother Su Yu, Junior Sister Qing Huan, I have high hopes for you two~" Yan Yu said, looking at the two of them.
Song Qinghuan immediately waved her hand: "Senior sister, you overestimate me."
Yan Yu smiled but remained silent.
She knew that with Song Qinghuan's abilities, she would be a shoo-in for the top scorer in their year.
She looked at Su Yu.
Su Yu grinned and said, "Senior sister, can we place bets when challenging someone of a higher level?"
Yan Yu was taken aback.
"This... I don't think I've heard of it before."
Su Yu raised an eyebrow. Never heard of it? Then it's possible?!
Yan Yu gave him a deep look and made up her mind that if Su Yu really made it to the ninth floor on Challenge Day, she would never be one of those ten people!
A challenge against someone of a higher level, with ten students from one class fighting against him.
Defeating all the opponents counts as clearing this class, and you can continue to challenge the next level.
As she spoke, Yan Yu reminded him, "By the way, Junior Brother Su Yu, challenging opponents of higher levels won't give you enough time to recover."
"If you really want to clear the game in one go, you can go to the Cloud Tower to exchange for some Qi and Blood Pills. Ten credits for one pill is not expensive."
"To avoid failing at the last minute due to insufficient qi and blood."
Su Yu nodded earnestly: "Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister."
Yan Yu smiled faintly: "It's alright. If you fight your senior sister on the challenge day later, just don't gamble with her on credits."
Su Yu nodded emphatically: "Senior sister, don't worry, I was just asking casually, you don't have to take it seriously."
Yan Yu remained noncommittal.
In fact, now that she is at the peak of the third rank, she does not think she is no match for Su Yu.
But the growth rate of top geniuses is like a rocket.
She had a vague premonition that even if Su Yu failed the first two times, he would surely succeed the third time.
We made our way up to the ninth floor.
The arena on the ninth floor was empty.
Yan Yu smiled and said, "The arena on the ninth floor requires 100 credits to open. Generally, only third and fourth-year senior students use this arena to spar with each other."
"Let's go down."
At that moment, a commotion arose downstairs.
Yan Yu shrugged: "Look, some little lambs have fallen for it."
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