Chapter 1939 Mysterious Powerful Man

Several people successfully arrived at the bottom of the tower.

Facing the closed door at the bottom of the tower, Chen Fan sorted out his clothes and then cleared his throat.

Wang Tiezhu and others were confused.

"Ming Lao, I am Chen Fan, please untie the seal."

Chen Fan shouted in front of him.

"Xiaofan, the friends you brought are very good at seeing, where did they come from?"

A thick voice came from the tower.

Before the sound could fall, another pressure surged out of the tower, and Wang Tiezhu and others suddenly felt a huge pressure.

Above the Yuan Realm!

Wang Tiezhu was shocked.

The huge pressure made his forehead covered with sweat.

Xu Qing's condition became worse, his face turned pale, and he even felt a little breathless.

The most unexpected thing was Shangguan Ye. His face changed slightly, his brows frowned, and there was nothing else strange about it.

It seems that he is easier than Wang Tiezhu.

At this moment, everyone, including Wang Tiezhu, was resisting this terrifying pressure, so naturally they did not notice Shangguan Ye's reaction.

"Ming Lao, these friends are all candidates for the Great Competition for the World."

Chen Fan knew how terrifying the old man guarding the library was, so he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly explained.

"Oh? So that's it."

The old voice came out again, with a hint of surprise in his words, and then the terrifying pressure disappeared without a trace.

Wang Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief, still feeling a little scared.

Just now, he seemed to be in a sea of ​​corpses. If this mysterious old man had made every effort, he would probably die.

Thinking of this, Wang Tiezhu's eyes were filled with respect.

This old man is so powerful, but he is willing to commit himself to the library and give up his due glory and wealth. This spirit is really worthy of admiration.

"Since that's the case, come in and talk about it."

The old man's voice fell, and a ray of light and shadow appeared in front of Wang Tiezhu and others. Then an obscure talisman seal appeared. The talisman seal continued to expand, and finally it turned into a portal.

"Let's go in."

Wang Tiezhu and his men were still in a daze. Chen Fan quickly reminded him and pushed the men into the portal.

"Swish", and the few people disappeared in place in an instant, as if they had never appeared before, and the talisman seal also dissipated.

In the blink of an eye, everyone had already appeared inside the tower.

Wang Tiezhu and others were stunned.

"Ahem."

A light cough woke everyone up instantly.

Not far away, next to the stairs on the upper floor, there was a dilapidated wooden table.

Behind the wooden table was a sloppy old man with white hair and ragged clothes. The old man was very thin and made people feel that a slight gust of wind could blow his bones away.

"Old Ming."

Just as Wang Tiezhu was still looking at the old man, Chen Fan had already pulled him and trotted all the way to the old man approaching, shouting in awe.

Everyone changed their colors.

Who would have thought that this terrifying pressure just now was actually sent by the twilight old man in front of him.

"Um."

The old man snorted lightly, without saying anything else.

But Chen Fan did not dare to be careless and bowed to the old man again, then signaled Wang Tiezhu and others to follow him.

So the group walked slowly and walked towards the upper floor, with very slight movements, as if they were afraid of scaring the old man.

"Young people, it is not a good thing to show their sharpness too much. The path of cultivation is extremely dangerous. Only by knowing how to hide your weakness can you live longer."

"I would like to remind you that Xue Li, the eldest disciple of the Blood Demon, is in the library at this moment. Please take care of yourself."

Suddenly, a voice transmission rang in Wang Tiezhu's mind.

Subconsciously, Wang Tiezhu stopped and looked back at the old man who closed his eyes and rested.

Wang Tiezhu was very sure that it must have been the old man who sent him a message.

"Thank you, senior."

The other party was also kind-hearted, and Wang Tiezhu did not hesitate and turned around and bowed.

But the old man didn't talk.

Under the amazing gaze of several people, Wang Tiezhu raised his foot and continued to walk forward without explaining it.

After the figures of the group disappeared, the old man slowly raised his eyes, looked at the steps with a cloudy gaze, and murmured in a low voice, "Good young man."

Then, the old man began to close his eyes and rest, and there was a smile on his lips.

After coming to the second floor.

"This library is divided into nine layers, with various martial arts and martial arts on the first to fifth floors."

"The sixth and seventh floors are the cultivation room. The door open means no one. You can choose to enter and practice."

"The eighth level is the arena. In addition to resolving grudges, there will also be monks who will compete on the arena to confirm what they have learned."

Chen Fan explained again.

"What about the ninth floor?"

Xu Qing asked.

"To be honest, no one knows what is in the ninth level except the commander level."

Chen Fan waved his hand and said that he didn't know it either.

This made everyone even more confused.

"Okay, you can choose the martial arts that suit you first. The third round of assessment will also begin. I hope you will gain something before this. Even if you increase your strength a little bit, it is always a good thing."

Chen Fan said again.

"You're leaving?"

Wang Tiezhu heard what Chen Fan said and couldn't help asking.

"There are still many things to be arranged on the third round of assessment, and I have to deal with it."

Chen Fan nodded.

"Okay, you can go and do it first."

Wang Tiezhu did not try to keep him. If they needed to enter the training room to practice, it would not be the same for Chen Fan to wait here.

Chen Fan responded softly, then turned around and left.

"Time is limited, please look for opportunities."

Shangguan Ye could no longer hold back, and after saying that, he left alone.

The same is true for Mo Xiaotian and others.

Looking at the backs of several people leaving, Wang Tiezhu showed a strange look on his face.

According to the old man, Xueli is in the library. If the two meet each other, they may have conflicts again.

The mysterious man's strength has approached the Yuan realm, and I don't know what level of blood sharpness is.

"Forget it, don't think about it now. Since you come, you can rest assured."

Wang Tiezhu shook his head, cleared these thoughts, and tied his head tightly in the library, looking for martial arts that suit him.

There are indeed many classics in the library, which makes Wang Tiezhu dazzled, but the more he does, the less he can find a martial art that suits him.

Wang Tiezhu has learned a lot of martial arts, such as the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei, the Starry Sky Sword Control technique, etc. These martial arts are powerful, but so far, Wang Tiezhu has never been known as mastery.

"Maybe, I have to find some time to study it."

Wang Tiezhu thought to himself, his eyes constantly sweeping over the classics on the shelf.

Meanwhile, the seventh floor of the tower.

Inside a training room.

On the futon in the center of the training room, a man in black was regulating his breath.

A guard stood beside the man.

"Mr. Xueli, we have heard from us that Chen Fan has brought the contestants to the library and Wang Tiezhu is also here."
Chapter completed!