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

Soon after, as the last contestant stepped down from the arena, all the contestants present had finished scoring.

During this time, two more contestants from other high schools withdrew from the competition, ultimately leaving 33 contestants to be divided into 8 groups for knockout rounds.

Seven of the groups had four contestants each, who would be drawn into pairs for a duel, eliminating until only one remained.

The remaining group had five contestants. After the draw, with one contestant receiving a bye, they would duel in pairs, eliminating until only one remained.

The remaining individual from each of the eight groups would form the top 8 of this competition.

After the scoring round, there was a break. Zhang Yu stretched and wanted to go to the restroom with Bai Zhenzhen.

But after searching for a long time, he couldn't find any restrooms around the arena.

Seeing Song Hailong passing by, Zhang Yu couldn't help but ask, "Do you know where the restroom is?"

Song Hailong smiled proudly and said, "White Dragon High School doesn't have restrooms."

"Huh?" Zhang Yu was shocked. "Do you just go wherever?"

Song Hailong's face darkened, and he said coldly, "The teachers and students of White Dragon High School have undergone digestive system modification surgery. There's no need for restrooms, which are backward, dirty, and a waste of time."

Zhang Yu was speechless. "Then what do we do?"

Song Hailong said indifferently, "Go look on the first floor. There might be restrooms for inferiors."

So Zhang Yu and Bai Zhenzhen finally found two makeshift restrooms outside the corridor on the first floor, costing 10 yuan per person.

After borrowing money from Qian Shen, the two of them finished using the restrooms while cursing.

When they returned to the arena, the eight groups had already been divided.

At the same time, eight huge arenas were erected, and the knockout rounds of the eight groups would be held simultaneously.

Zhang Yu looked at the group assignments and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, Zhenzhen wasn't assigned to my group."

"But Zhenzhen's group..."

Looking at the high-scoring contestants in Bai Zhenzhen's group, Zhang Yu frowned slightly. "They're very strong."

One of them was a demon-descendant contestant from Red Pagoda High School.

He had a human body but a tiger's head and a tiger's fur all over his body, looking like a humanoid tiger.

Previously, under Zhang Yu's Heavenly Eye Talisman, a series of component identifications appeared on the other party's head.

Protected Area | Dragon-Tiger Demon Blood | Medicine Barrel | Steel Bones

Zhang Yu recalled Lei Jun's translation of this: "From a monster protected area, a tiger demon bloodline mixed with dragon blood, consumed a lot of medicine, and underwent some kind of bone modification surgery."

Zhang Yu thought to himself, "I remember he scored 266 in the scoring round, right? He's the second-highest scorer among the students at Red Pagoda High School."

Combining Zhang Yu's observation of the other party's performance in the scoring round, according to his own understanding, this demon-descendant named Hu Yuntao could be described as a hexagon warrior with high strength, high agility, high attack, and high defense, and did not show any obvious weaknesses in combat.

"This guy didn't participate in the magic competition last time, so he probably isn't good at controlling magic power."

"But being able to participate in the martial arts competition shows that his practical combat ability is particularly strong."

Zhang Yu's gaze swept over the sharp claws on the other party's hands that emitted a cold light. "Shouldn't demons have claw removal surgery before participating? Isn't this the same as bringing your own weapon? That's too unfair, right?"

"This should be the type of opponent that Zhenzhen hates the most."

With a hint of worry, Zhang Yu also walked towards his assigned group competition area.

"Please don't go bankrupt, Zhenzhen. I don't have any money to lend you."

...

Bai Zhenzhen arrived at her group competition area.

She saw that the other three contestants had already arrived, from White Dragon High School, Purple Cloud High School, and Red Pagoda High School respectively.

The most eye-catching was the contestant from Red Pagoda High School, who looked like a tiger-headed simpleton.

Then the four began to draw lots, and Bai Zhenzhen drew Hu Yuntao.

The winner of the one-on-one battle... will fight the winner of the other two to determine the qualifier for this group.

Bai Zhenzhen touched her lower abdomen, feeling the power hidden within, and slowly walked towards the arena.

"I've endured for so long, and finally, I have a chance to use you."

"Today, it's finally my turn, Bai Zhenzhen, to soar into the sky and amaze everyone!"

On the other side, Hu Yuntao casually walked onto the arena, seemingly not taking Bai Zhenzhen seriously at all, looking around as if he didn't care.

...

Hu Yuntao, like Xiong Bufan who participated in the magic competition that day, came from the breeding base of the demon-descendant protected area.

But Hu Yuntao never felt ashamed of this identity, nor did he think that the identity of a demon-descendant was inferior. On the contrary... Hu Yuntao had a kind of pride in his bones, a pride in his race and bloodline.

Because Hu Yuntao had the bloodline of a dragon. Hu Yuntao's body contained the bloodline of a dragon. Hu Yuntao was much nobler than those mortals!

In the protected area, the 'Father' who was the school board member of Red Pagoda High School would sow seeds for the pregnant mothers of various races every month, so that the mothers in the breeding base would conceive 'Father's' children.

Every month, hundreds or thousands of demon-descendants were born in the breeding base. Their bodies contained the dragon bloodline from 'Father', so they were born extraordinary.

From the womb, these children would be constantly injected with various drugs for adaptive training.

The weak work, and the strong study. This was the truth Hu Yuntao learned in his growth.

Those who couldn't adapt to the drugs from a young age would be sent to work in food factories.

When they grew up a little, those who were found to lack wisdom would become employees of the ecological protection area.

When they grew up a little more, those who were found to lack potential would go to work in clothing factories, leather factories, textile factories... and other factories.

Only after passing these tests one after another, getting rid of work opportunities time and time again, could they come to the paradise called Red Pagoda High School.

Here, they would sign a contract with 'Father' and become his truly recognized son.

Only then would they have the opportunity to continue studying and go to university.

I don't want to work! I want to study! This was the cry in the hearts of every demon-descendant in the breeding base.

And Hu Yuntao was the son of the school board member who passed the tests one after another and came to Red Pagoda High School to study.

He had gone through countless tests, broken through one dead end after another, and finally had the qualification to study in high school and go to university.

Now, he would use the bloodline bestowed upon him by Father to defeat all the opponents in this competition and make Father proud of him!

...

On the arena.

With the referee counting down 3! 2! 1!, Hu Yuntao rushed out with a whoosh, his claws bringing a trace of fishy wind and cold light, like sharp blades, cutting towards Bai Zhenzhen.

The woman in front of him was far inferior to him in terms of body size, strength, and speed. Hu Yuntao was confident that in the next moment, he would tear apart the other party's hands, tear open the other party's throat, and completely defeat the other party.

"This strike will directly blow up 600,000 in medical expenses for you."

But at the next moment, a strong sense of threat suddenly surged from his heart, causing Hu Yuntao to subconsciously stop and retreat sharply.

He looked at Bai Zhenzhen again and felt wisps of spiritual energy surging towards the other party, even gradually condensing on the other party's fingertips, as if emitting a faint sword light.

Hu Yuntao's eyes moved. "Combat spirit root?"

...

In the audience.

Qian Shen looked at the arena on Bai Zhenzhen's side and asked curiously, "What kind of spirit root is this? Why does it feel like I've never seen it before? But the commotion of attracting spiritual energy is not small. It should be a heavenly spirit root, right?"

Zhao Tianxing said to the side, "No wonder Zhenzhen doesn't have any money to eat. She must have spent all her money on renting a combat spirit root. It seems she really wants to win."

Thinking about the round trip and the few hours it would take for the competition, Zhao Tianxing estimated that this combat spirit root would cost at least tens of thousands of rental fees. He secretly clicked his tongue, thinking that participating in this martial arts competition was really expensive.

...

On the arena.

Bai Zhenzhen felt the spiritual energy filling her body at this moment and thought to herself, "Everyone must think I rented a combat spirit root to participate in the martial arts competition, right?"

But Bai Zhenzhen knew that was not the case.

Compared to renting a spirit root, she would rather spend money to buy medicine and cultivation techniques.

Who told her she had a spirit root herself.

In order to hide this spirit root in her body, Bai Zhenzhen felt that from the time she was a child, it was as if she had been holding back from going to the toilet, and this holding back... had been going on for ten years.

"Zhenzhen, you have to control yourself, don't absorb spiritual energy, don't let people discover you have a spirit root."

Countless mornings, the first thing Bai Zhenzhen heard every day when she woke up was this.

"Zhenzhen, hold on! Don't cause a commotion of spiritual energy, don't let people discover you have a spirit root."

Countless nights, Bai Zhenzhen who was awakened had to regain control of her spirit root and force the spirit root to stop.

"Zhenzhen, I know it's difficult, but only when you control it and don't let people discover you have a spirit root can we return to Songyang."

It was like not being able to breathe when encountering air, not being able to drink when encountering water, and not being able to go to the toilet when you had the urge to.

Don't be discovered to have a spirit root!

Don't be discovered to have a spirit root!

Don't be discovered!

Don't be discovered!

Bai Zhenzhen just held it in and held it in... Finally, one day, she felt that her spirit root had disappeared.

That day was the happiest day for Bai Zhenzhen since she was sensible.

She had held it in for 9 years, tried to hide it for 9 years, and this troublesome thing was finally gone. She no longer had to hold it in all the time.

But soon she found that the spirit root had not disappeared, but had been hidden, and it was not just the spirit root that was hidden...

After one 'breath holding' after another, the spirit root hid with her.

She was like a ghost, no one could see her or perceive her anymore... Or rather, everyone was like a ghost to her, no one paid attention to her anymore, and no one could communicate with her.

That night... it seemed that only she was left in the whole world.

Until she found a way to make people see her again.

...

Seeing the spiritual energy surging towards Bai Zhenzhen becoming more and more turbulent, Hu Yuntao didn't intend to give the other party any more time. He roared and rushed up again.

But at the next moment, Bai Zhenzhen disappeared from his sight.

Hu Yuntao's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked towards the entire arena.

No!

No!

No!

"Stealth-type combat spirit root?"

In order to find the other party's trace, he suddenly retreated to a corner of the arena, his gaze sweeping over the entire arena in front of him, but he didn't see a trace of Bai Zhenzhen's figure.

Could it be...

At the next moment, he suddenly looked up at the sky, but still nothing!

In the next moment, he suddenly felt an extremely dangerous feeling.

Bai Zhenzhen, who suddenly appeared in front of him again, had already pointed a finger at Hu Yuntao's dantian.

Although the attack was too fast and too dangerous, Hu Yuntao's reaction was too fast and too swift. Almost at the moment Bai Zhenzhen appeared, he tore towards the other party's outstretched sword finger like lightning.

"Hmph! Weak strength, slow speed, even if it's unexpected, what makes you think you can win against me?"

But at the next moment, it was as if he had seen through Hu Yuntao's move trajectory long ago, and Bai Zhenzhen's sword finger changed and had already retreated.

Hu Yuntao was about to pursue, but he felt a pain in his feet and was tripped by the other party.

Everything was so just right, as if he had taken the initiative to rush up and be tripped.

With a soft bang, Hu Yuntao looked at himself falling out of the arena, his heart full of unwillingness.

Roar!

"I'm not convinced, I haven't used my full strength yet!"

Looking at Hu Yuntao, who was flailing his arms and legs and was finally grabbed out by the referee by the scruff of his neck, Bai Zhenzhen flicked her fingertips lightly.

"You fool, I didn't use my full strength either."

In this battle, Bai Zhenzhen wins!