I have a magic pot

"Boss, you'd better... think about it again."

Han Feng smiled.

"Brother Xie sincerely invited us to participate in the competition, how could I refuse.

As long as Brother Xie agrees to this bet, I will accept this match! "

Hearing this, Xie Jin frowned slightly, and finally nodded.

"Okay, just as my brother said.

Three hundred merit points, bet against one Tianchen Pill, the match time will be set at noon three days later, see you in the Junior Martial Arts Arena! "

After finishing speaking, Xie Jin turned around and left with a few old students.

Seeing Xie Jin and others leave, both Qin Yan and Yuan Xiaobiao looked sad.

Qin Yan sighed: "Hey...Han Feng, how could you promise him.

This guy made it clear that he wanted you to make a fool of himself in public and save face for Luo Xiao! "

Yuan Xiaobiao also said.

"Boss, this Xie Jin already entered the Chen-level realm last year, and this year he will probably become an intermediate-level disciple. It is really irrational to bet against him."

Looking at the two anxiously getting angry, Han Feng smiled.

"You don't necessarily lose if you gamble, and even if you lose, it's just a loss of a Tianchen Pill. What are you afraid of?"

Qin Yan said helplessly: "Regardless of winning or losing the competition, Xie Jin said that the new students and the old students each send five people, how can anyone of us compete on stage?"

When Han Feng heard this, he stared straight at the two of them.

"I add you two, isn't there already three people?"

"what……?"

The two were stunned on the spot, but Han Feng had already counted them in.

Yuan Xiaobiao said with a bitter face: "But... But this is not enough for five people."

Han Feng waved his hands.

"It doesn't matter, let's gather three together first, and we'll talk about it when the time comes, you go back to practice first."

"This……"

Both of them were speechless for a while, Han Feng's attitude was so casual in such a dangerous game.

However, Han Feng had already agreed to bet against each other, and they had no choice but to leave worried.

After the two left, Han Feng was also thinking secretly in his heart, agreeing to Xie Jin's competition.

The reason why Han Feng agreed to this matter was naturally not impulsive.

First of all, he is desperately short of merit points now, and the opponent's bet already has a strong attraction to him.

Secondly, through this competition, Han Feng also wanted to judge his current strength and what level he could rank in the academy.

Such a thing that kills two birds with one stone, of course Han Feng would not hesitate.

……

At the same time, Xie Jin and his party who left Han Feng's dormitory were walking halfway.

An eagle-eyed young man couldn't help but speak.

"Brother, there are many ways for us to deal with this kid. Why bother to fight with him and take three hundred merit points as a bet."

Xie Jin was silent.

And the alluring woman on the side glared at the eagle-eyed man, and said to Xie Jin.

"Brother, are you preparing for the primary trial in one month?"

Xie Jin's eyes flickered slightly, and finally nodded.

Seeing Xie Jin nodding, the woman said in surprise.

"But brother, that guy is just a freshman after all, even if he can defeat Luo Xiao, it doesn't mean anything. Can he really help us in the primary trials?"

Xie Jin laughed.

"It depends on his performance three days later."

……

But he said that Han Feng agreed to the second day after the battle.

The battle between the new students and the old students spread in class [-].

Immediately, the matter quickly spread to the circle of junior disciples in various classes, and even some intermediate disciples heard about it.

The original confrontation between a group of junior disciples was far from having such a great influence.

However, Tiannan College encourages competition. Since the establishment of the college, "old students bullying new students" has almost become a tradition of the college.

Faced with bullying, the freshmen basically had no choice but to forbear and forge ahead, or to protect themselves wisely, or to just hug their thighs and ask for shelter.

It is really extremely rare for freshmen and old students to meet in an upright arena like this.

It attracted the attention of many people for a while, and they all planned to watch the fun before the day of the game.

And Han Feng, one of the "core characters" of this appointment.

In the past two days, it seemed as if he had forgotten about this matter, and lived a life of two points and one line all day long.

Either practice in the dormitory, or go to the spiritual pressure room to practice.

But every time he entered the spiritual pressure room, Han Feng just stayed in the third-level spiritual pressure room for two hours before leaving.

And every time he walks out of the spiritual pressure room, he always looks as if he is dying and is about to die.

Some people will definitely ask, the merit points from Han Feng are cultivated in the spiritual pressure room.

It turned out that Han Feng repeated his old tricks and exchanged high prices for merit points with spirit stones.

In other words, his eyesight is also very vicious, or find some "local tyrants" who are stupid and have more merit.

Or find some "confidant sisters" who look rich and look a little less good-looking, and exchange merit points.

Although this is somewhat unconscionable, it is a little suspected of betraying "hue".

But in exchange for some merit points to practice, Han Feng also showed his old face and said all kinds of good things to please these big sisters.

And every time the transaction is completed, when the other party asks Han Feng's name and class with an ambiguous face.

Han Feng would return a gentle smile and said.

"Class Fourteen, Qin Yan!"

……

In the afternoon of the second day, Han Feng was on his way back to the dormitory from the spiritual pressure room.

He couldn't help but think of the broken star marksmanship that he had studied hard for the past two days but had never made any progress.

Han Feng was secretly worried, it was not an option to go on like this, and it would be better to ask others for advice than to die alone.

Han Feng couldn't help but think of "Di Yueming", why don't he ask this teacher for advice.

Chapter 391 Spear Intent

After thinking of Di Yueming, Han Feng did not hesitate, asked a few people on the road, and found out where the other party lived.

The teachers and intermediate disciples of the college all live in the front of Qianshan Mountain, where there are hundreds of courtyards.

The courtyards in the outer area are the residences of those intermediate disciples.

And near the top of the peak, the place where the aura is more intense is the courtyard of the teachers.

Compared with the "row dormitory" of junior disciples.

The independent small courtyard for teaching and intermediate disciples is much superior in both the environment and the richness of aura.

Han Feng walked all the way, surrounded by rockery and flowing water, covered with spiritual trees, dense with mist, and even breathing felt refreshing, which made him feel a little envious.

Sure enough, no matter in the previous life or today, the lives of people of different classes are completely different.

It is better to quickly become an intermediate disciple in order to have this kind of treatment.

Not long after, Han Feng came to the gate of Di Jiaoxi's courtyard.

The opponent's small courtyard is located in the central area, and it can be regarded as a slightly worse location among the many teaching courtyards.

Han Feng knocked on the door, and after a while, the door opened, and Di Jiaoxi appeared inside the door.

Seeing that it was Han Feng, Di Yueming was slightly surprised.

When Han Feng explained the purpose of coming, he said that he wanted to ask the other party about martial arts.

Di Yueming immediately welcomed Han Feng into the hospital, made tea in the hall, and poured a cup for Han Feng and himself.

Even in his own courtyard, dressed in gray casual clothes, Di Yueming still exudes a meticulous and rigorous temperament, which contrasts with the spotless and neat furnishings in the courtyard.

The two sat down, Han Feng took the teacup, thanked him, and was thinking about how to speak.

Di Yueming spoke first.

"I heard that you are going to have a group arena match between freshmen and old students with Xie Jin and the others?"

"Uh... Teacher also knows about this?"

Di Yueming smiled slightly.

"Nowadays in the entire Qianshan, there are few people who don't know about this matter. You really are not a low-key person."

"This……"

Han Feng was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect such a big commotion in this match.

Di Yueming said again.

"It's okay, it's not a bad thing for young people to show their sharpness.

However, Xie Jin's strength is not ordinary, he has entered the Chen-level realm last year, and now his strength should have improved again.

If you play against him, you have to be careful.

After all, the Chen-level strongmen trained by my Tiannan College are not comparable to ordinary spirit warriors of the same level. "

Han Feng's heart trembled slightly when he heard the words, and he quickly bowed his hands in thanks.

"Thank you for the reminder."

Di Yueming waved his hand and said.

"No need to thank you, tell me now, what questions do you have today?"

Han Feng didn't directly ask Di Yueming about general martial arts training.

After all, he still understands the truth that a man is innocent but he is guilty.

Although Di Jiaoxi seemed to be an upright person, Han Feng hadn't had deep contact with him after all, and he hadn't reached the point of confiding his heart, so naturally he couldn't ask him directly.

Han Feng first raised some questions about the practice of marksmanship.

After Di Yueming answered these questions and made Han Feng gain a little, he slowly transitioned to the practice of "Martial Skills like Marksmanship".

Han Feng first raised some questions with the help of the blood-fiend soul-killing spear technique he had practiced, and finally mentioned the cultivation of general martial arts seemingly inadvertently.

Di Yueming didn't have any doubts about this, he just thought that Han Feng was a little curious about general martial arts, and explained immediately.

"It is very difficult to practice general martial arts. Even if it is a late-stage Chen-level powerhouse who wants to practice, it is extremely difficult. Generally, only star-level powerhouses can practice."

Han Feng's heart moved slightly, and he took advantage of the situation to ask.

"Teacher, why is it so difficult to practice martial arts?"

Di Yueming said seriously.

"You should have practiced spiritual-grade martial arts, but do you know the three most important points for practicing spiritual-grade martial arts?"

Han Feng replied immediately.

"Essence, energy and spirit, the three are in one!"