Outside the Baita, Ling Yao walked slowly back with a slight smile on her face. Perhaps because of her good mood, her steps seemed much happier.

Anyway, Lu Fan and the others have to stay in the practice tower for an hour, so she can come again after an hour.

Others don’t know the rules of the Practice Tower, but Ling Yao knows it very well, because there is no reason. In fact, she has been in there a long time ago. Ling Yao is not on the martial arts list. She does not have her own ranking on the martial arts list, but before the masters on the martial arts list can enter, she was taken in by her master to choose martial arts.

Of course, Ling Yao won't tell anyone else.

With a slight smile, Ling Yao patted her small purse. She earned a lot of gold coins today, so she could buy something bright.

As we were walking, three figures suddenly came towards us.

When Lingyao saw these three people, she stopped. But she knew two of them.

"Senior Sister Yanran."

Lingyao said loudly.

The three of them soon came to Ling Yao, and Yanran on the far left smiled and said, "Junior Sister Ling Yao, have you come to see the Practice Tower, too?"

Ling Yao nodded, nodded, and then glanced at the other two people. The person standing in the middle was Leng Han. She met another man with a thin face and a sagged eye socket.

Yanran smiled and said, "Junior Sister Lingyao, Senior Brother Leng Han, you should know him. In addition, this one is Senior Brother Yu Xin from Yinyang Academy."

When Ling Yao heard Yu Xin's name, she looked slightly surprised.

"Senior Brother Yu Xin, who is on the 21st Martial Arts List?"

Leng Han smiled and said, "That's right. I didn't expect that Junior Sister Lingyao also looked at this year's martial arts list. However, the news about Junior Sister Lingyao may be a little behind. In fact, just now, Senior Brother Yu defeated Senior Brother Huang Rulin of Qingjian Academy, which is ranked 19th. So now, Senior Brother Yu Xin has entered the top twenty."

Ling Yao looked at Yu Xin with even more surprise.

However, Yu Xin said expressionlessly: "Leng Han, stop talking nonsense. Where is the boy you mentioned who has lost his face to our Yin-Yangyuan? Just let me deal with him quickly."

Leng Han smiled and said, "Not far, not far. It's in the practice tower."

Yu Xin said coldly: "Cultivation Tower? Fighting is not allowed in the tower."

Leng Han said: "It's not possible inside the tower, can it be outside the tower? Anyway, he's going to come out."

Yu thought for a while and said, "Okay. Then wait for him. I hope he has some means as you said. If he is too weak, I will fight you together."

Leng Han's smile immediately became a little embarrassed. Looking at Yu Xin, he thought to himself that this martial arts madman knew that he would even fight together. If he hadn't been able to beat you, he would definitely slap you hard today.

Ling Yao frowned and said, "You won't talk about Lu Fan, right? Leng Han, why are you looking for someone to beat Lu Fan?"

Ling Yao's face was already filled with anger, and Yanran said: "Junior Sister Ling Yao. Lu Fan and Han Feng from the Yuanyuan Courtyard have made Yin-Yangyuan feel embarrassed. Yin-Yangyuan comes to teach them a lesson. It's natural. Why should you be angry?"

Ling Yao's face turned red and said, "They are a normal competition, a normal gambling battle. It is also the people of your Yin-Yang Academy who are asking for shame. Besides... Besides... Besides, they are my friends."

Leng Han's eyes changed, and he had already heard the abnormal tone of Ling Yao's last sentence.

Yanran smiled and said, "Friend? Junior Sister Lingyao, you will become friends with them so soon. Could it be that Chun is moved?"

Ling Yao's face turned red as if it was about to drip. Leng Han's face became increasingly ugly. Because the more Ling Yao did this, the more it meant that Yanran's words might be true.

Leng Han, who had long regarded Ling Yao as the dish on his plate, didn't want anyone to snatch food from his mouth and said coldly: "Junior Sister Ling Yao, this is the business of our Yin-Yang Academy and Yiyuan Academy, and it has nothing to do with you. However, since Junior Sister Ling Yao thinks they are friends, I can attack them lightly."

After a pause, Leng Han continued: "Of course, in return, I hope Junior Sister Lingyao can have a lunch with me. This condition is not too much."

Ling Yao gritted her teeth and said, "It turns out that Han Feng's evaluation of you is exactly right."

Leng Han suddenly reached out to Ling Yao, trying to hold Ling Yao's little hand.

Ling Yao reacted quickly and slapped Leng Han's arm aside. Yu Xin next to her smiled and said, "Miss with personality. Leng Han, what should we do if we want to get a woman?"

Leng Han chuckled and said, "I understand, Senior Brother Yu Xin."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Han suddenly took action. A finger hit Ling Yao's shoulder directly, and a powerful force rushed into Ling Yao's body. In an instant, Ling Yao stayed there.

Leng Han looked at Ling Yao with a smile and said, "Sorry, Miss Ling Yao, I feel wronged and looked at you. Yanran, help your junior sister, let's wait for the two guys from the Yiyuan Courtyard at the entrance of Baita."

Yanran stepped forward and held Ling Yao's body.

Although Ling Yao's body was stiff, she could still speak. She lowered her voice and said, "Senior Sister Yanran, are you in the same group with them?"

Yanran said in a voice that only Lingyao could hear: "Junior Sister Lingyao. Actually, I don't want to treat you like this. But who told you to steal the limelight from my senior sister as soon as you came. Who made you so close to Master Wuchou, just like you, a disciple. Sister Lingyao, it's all you blamed. But after Senior Brother Leng Han dealt with your two friends and wanted you again, you would not threaten me. I am still the third senior sister of Mingxinyuan, and you will be my good junior sister obediently."

Ling Yao closed her mouth and stopped talking.

Yanran chuckled and helped Lingyao to follow Leng Han and Yu Xin's footsteps.

......

On the fourth floor of the Practice Tower, Lu Fan and Han Feng had no idea what was going on outside and were still climbing up desperately.

"The highest martial arts in the second level are human-level high-level, the highest level of the third level is spiritual-level low-level, and the highest level of the fourth level is spiritual-level mid-level. Junior Brother Lu Fan, as long as we go to the fifth level, we will have the chance to obtain spiritual-level high-level martial arts. Go!"

Han Feng shouted loudly, walking up desperately, wishing to use both hands and feet.

When you get here, these rune-worthy stairs are getting harder to walk. Every step you step on, you feel that you are being firmly attached to the stone slab and you can't lift your feet at all. Not only that, each stone stair also has a powerful light curtain, blocking the way in front of you.

The light curtain is dozens of feet high. After finally shattering it with the Gang Power, the light curtain will turn into violent ripples of power and impact them.

Every time he climbed the stone steps, he had to put in a lot of effort. Lu Fan's fists were flying, attacking desperately.

His movements must be fast because these light curtains will recover. If his speed is slower, he will be squeezed down again by the light curtain.

Cangshan Fist!

Lu Fan had already put the heavy sword into the ring at this moment, and climbing with the heavy sword on his back was undoubtedly asking for trouble.

The golden body of fire was opened, and Lu Fan had to use powerful explosive power for each punch. The twenty times the energy transformed instantly made him feel like he was unstoppable and went all the way up. The mere ladder leading to the fifth floor could not stop him!

Han Feng was also desperately wielding the Birch Water Changtian Sword. He could not use the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique when dealing with other students outside, but here, he could finally use it freely.

Every sword can cut open a light curtain. Grind your teeth and forcefully not to be squeezed down by the ripples of power. Han Feng is moving forward with his life. Lu Fan has to deliberately walk slowly to let Han Feng follow his steps. With him shattering the light curtain in front, Senior Brother Han Feng can reduce the pressure a lot. Sometimes, using the gaps in the light curtain to recover, Lu Fan can also connect several layers to Lu Fan.

The two of them walked a few hundred stone steps, but they had not reached the fifth floor. The purple flames flying not far away were enough to pick them, but Han Feng and Lu Fan were not interested at all.

After finally climbing another hundred stone steps quickly, I saw a doorstep in front of me, and everything suddenly became clear.

Han Feng sat directly at the door, counted the time with his fingers, and said, "It's almost half an hour. I'm so tired. Just climbing this stone stairs will cost me my life. Junior Brother Lu Fan, let's find martial arts quickly."

Lu Fan nodded, and the two of them looked at each other. They saw that the fifth floor was similar to the fourth floor below, and a huge silver puppet was standing in the middle. Black flames were flying above their heads.

Han Feng looked around, found the stone tablet, and recited it out loud: "Fifth floor, Netherworld Fire."

Lu Fan glanced at the fifth floor, and immediately, Lu Fan saw two students below the silver puppet.

The two of them were quick in their body movements, and they were trying hard to grab the flying flames, but every time they grabbed them, they were greatly shocked by the dark Netherworld Fire, and they had to let go.

Two students, one man and one woman, looked ugly.

Turning his head, the two of them glanced at Lu Fan and Han Feng, and ignored them.

"Let's start, Junior Brother Lu Fan. I'll pick up the good ones, but I don't want to pick them up if I'm not a spiritual-level high-level one!"

Lu Fan nodded. The high-level spirit-level martial arts should be considered very good. After all, the martial arts passed down by their Lu family are only low-level spirit-level.

Lu Fan's eyes stared at the Netherworld Fireballs in the air. Compared with the first floor, these flying fireballs were much larger and faster, and were not so easy to capture.

I couldn't wait for Han Feng to take action first and jumped up. Han Feng's hand flashed like lightning and grabbed a black fireball.

"Haha, you've got the martial arts!"

Han Feng laughed loudly, his palm had already reached into the fireball, and he touched the martial arts inside.

But before he could pull out his martial arts, Han Feng felt a sense of distress coming from his palm, and at the same time, a powerful flame force pushed him away.

Han Feng widened his eyes, howled, and lay on the ground with all sides.

A man and a woman next to her sneered.

The man said with contempt in his eyes: "Idiot, can the martial arts guarded by Nether Fire be so easy to obtain?"

Lu Fan quickly stepped forward and looked at Senior Brother Han Feng and said, "Is it okay?"

Senior Brother Han Feng looked at his palms, and even with the protection of the Gangjin, it was already burned red.

"No, no. My ancestor Banban, this flame will not allow people to use martial arts."

Lu Fan smiled and said, "Maybe your method is wrong. I'll try it."

As he said that, Lu Fan jumped up and grabbed a jumping black fireball, landing easily. Lu Fan grabbed it tightly, with no sign of letting go.

A man and a woman next to her suddenly widened her eyes.
Chapter completed!