On the seventy-first floor, Tang Ximen made up his mind, this time he must fight hard and prove himself!
The me this year is not the me of last year.
Seven Void Returning Celestial Immortals condensed by the fighting spirit began to appear in the void.
An Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, this time the opponent was significantly stronger than last time.
The breath fluctuation on the previous level is the new Void Returning Realm, this time it is the Void Returning Realm whose realm has been relatively stable.
A Void Returning Celestial Immortal began to rush towards An Lin, holding two shuttles made of golden light in his hands, the sharpness was unparalleled, as sharp as if a stroke of the void could tear the void easily.
Relying on his nimble body skills, An Lin kept dodging the attack of the celestial being. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Tang Ximen, and found that he was far away from him, and he was relieved.
If he accidentally killed his opponent again, it would really be unreasonable.
An Lin didn't think about it anymore, and continued to fight his opponents in a more gentle way, and then gradually increased his strength, one wave after another was stronger than the other.
Tang Ximen didn't have the time to do this kind of thing anymore, he fought with a sword fairy in front of him with great difficulty.
That sword fairy's swordsmanship was superb, and his moves were extremely fierce, and the true meaning of the way of the sword contained in it was released, which made him feel a little palpitating and a little excited.
"Om!" Tianxian's long sword began to buzz, and a sword move was about to erupt.
Tang Ximen was trembling all over, and was about to go up to him.
All of a sudden, a white flaming sword glow pierced through the void, carrying extremely terrifying power of holy flames, flashing past.
The immortal's eyes widened, his body slowly turned into two halves, fell to the ground, and then began to dissipate.
Tang Ximen also stared wide-eyed, staring blankly at the scene in front of him.
He raised his head in some confusion and looked in a certain direction.
There was a woman in Tsing Yi, holding a long sword condensed with the sage flames of Suzaku, and looked over with embarrassment.
"That... I'm sorry, I thought that suppressing the power a hundred times would not have such a powerful effect..." Xu Xiaolan said apologetically.
Tang Ximen's body shook slightly, and there was a mouthful of old blood in his chest that he wanted to spit out.
Why... why was my monster stolen again
At this moment, he only felt that the world was vast, and the music of Yijianmei was echoing endlessly in his mind.
An Lin was also confused, he was about to carefully kill the opponent in front of him, and then he saw Tang Ximen's opponent was killed by Xu Xiaolan...
What kind of experience is this
An Lin felt that he was too embarrassed to look at Tang Ximen. After all, it was a good thing done by his quasi-daoist companion, and he felt a sense of guilt for no reason.
Outside the Fairy Spirit Pagoda, thousands of students also fell silent, all looking at Tang Ximen with complicated expressions.
"Junior Tang wins again..."
"Yes, congratulations, we Tianting students are really the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead."
"Congratulations? Why didn't I see your happy expression?"
"I think this is cheating. This is asking for power leveling. I want to report it!"
"Anyway, I'm convinced. As long as the posture is good, it doesn't matter whether the strength is good or not, you can pass the test."
"This is actually Xu Xiaolan's problem. I have to say that she is too strong. The power of the flame sword is too terrifying. That's why she killed the enemy of the friendly army by mistake."
"Did An Lin and Xu Xiaolan premeditate this..."
"It should be said that they are not the same type of people and do not enter a family."
Just as the students were discussing, Bai Zhong's figure appeared in the fairy tower again.
He looked at Tang Ximen and Xu Xiaolan, feeling tired.
Where does this happen to former students? It's understandable to accidentally get hurt, but it's too exaggerated to be wiped out with one f*cking move!
"Talk to me about this matter, both of you! I told you that it will never be an example." Bai Zhong snorted coldly.
Tang Ximen is called an injustice, he also wants to make an exception, but others keep robbing him, what can he do, he is also very desperate!
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I won't use too much force in the future." Xu Xiaolan bowed her head and admitted her mistake.
She just wanted to try her Suzaku flame sword slash, she never thought that it would be so powerful.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong, I will, later..."
Tang Ximen suddenly didn't know what to say, he faltered and moved his lips.
What should he do next
Where did he go wrong? He has no idea!
Bai Zhong also felt that his heart was congested and his head hurt.
Where has there ever been such a powerful student in the stage of transformation before, who can kill two fighting spirits with one move. Even if there are very powerful students, they can generally use their power consistently and control it very well.
Taking a step back, no student is as lucky as Tang Ximen! There is a thousand-meter combat range here, who would have expected that his combat divine sense was just within the attack range of others, and it was affected like a bull's-eye.
The situation of Xu Xiaolan and An Lin was obviously manslaughter, it was really difficult for Bai Zhong to make the decision to expel them.
"You two, don't make an example of me! If this happens again, you will be responsible for the consequences!" Bai Zhong really didn't know what to say, so he pointed at Xu Xiaolan and Tang Ximen and said.
Well, why does this sentence sound so familiar...
Xu Xiaolan nodded and promised not to do it again, while Tang Ximen nodded and agreed with aggrieved face.
Bai Zhong left, and the battle in the tower was almost coming to an end.
Panting for breath, Zuoqiu Bing killed the opponent in front of him, and glanced at Tang Ximen, who was calm and composed not far away, with deep envy on his face.
He fought life and death, and finally defeated his opponent.
And what about Tang Ximen, who was in the same class as him? You don't even need to use your hands!
He was overwhelmed by Tang Ximen last year. Could it be that after he was promoted to half-step transformation this year, he still couldn't escape the fate of being dominated by Tang Ximen...
Horror, horror, can't afford to provoke...
Not long after, everyone passed through this floor and began to enter the seventy-second floor.
Tang Ximen gritted his teeth and swore that this time, he must prove himself! Defeat opponents with your own strength and never be disturbed by anyone again.
He walked to a corner, and the rest of the students seemed to feel his mood, and consciously chose to stay away from him, keeping an absolutely safe distance.
The seven battle spirits began to condense into their former appearances, rushing towards the crowd with a surge of breath.
The fierce battle broke out in an instant!
Then, Tang Ximen was defeated...
His chest was pierced by the opponent's thunder, and he lay numb on the ground, hovering between dizziness and sobriety.
The battle between An Lin and the others ended sooner than Tang Ximen's. They had been silently watching the battle from the sidelines and witnessed Tang Ximen's entire process from stalemate to defeat.
Tang Ximen turned to look at An Lin and the others: "Am I better than last year? I'm definitely better than last year, right?"
"If I were fighting on the seventieth or seventy-first floor, I would definitely win, right?"
"This year's me is not last year's me, right..."
There are blood and tears hidden in his words, and the scene is surprisingly touching.
"Senior Tang, you are the top among the monks in the cultivation period!" Xu Xiaolan comforted her.
"Senior Tang, your strength can actually pass the seventy-second floor. It's just that we affected your mood and caused you to perform abnormally. That's why you lost." An Lin also found an excuse to comfort Tang Ximen.
Tang Ximen's eyes were red: "I will definitely..."
At this moment, another thunderbolt descended from that battle divine sense, knocking Tang Ximen unconscious.
Tang Ximen was transported outside the tower by the power of space in this way, and he didn't even finish his sentence.
Everyone was silent, no, it should be called silence.
After a minute of silence, An Lin and the others moved towards the higher tower again.
(end of this chapter)