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Chapter 142 The emperor retreats

However, when everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Jing, they were very surprised.

Princess Xiangming, who was irritable and angry at all times, was insulted by Ye Xuan this time, had a look of ugly face and no action. She just gritted her teeth and was silent, which made everyone feel confused and weird.

"The practice room on this three-story is not suitable for us, let's go up."

In front of everyone, Zhao Jing said this with a red face, and then took her two followers and went straight up.

Although she was very cruel to Ye Xuan, she knew clearly that no matter from the inside out, she was not Ye Xuan's opponent.

She finally suppressed what happened in the restaurant and did not spread it. If she continued to stay, she would be a humiliation, so she had to choose to leave.

"What's going on?"

Everyone was very confused in their minds. Princess Xiangming actually changed her temperament today.

Seeing Princess Xiangming leave, Yuan Shan's eyes narrowed and he immediately said, "Cao He, this cultivation room is yours. They have already put in the cultivation card, which is considered as compensation for you last time. Wu Mie, you can help him take it down. Whoever wants to move will let him know the consequences. Let us go up."

After saying that, Yuan Shan and the others hurriedly chased Princess Xiangming and disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Yuan Shan." After Cao He waited for Yuan Shan to leave, he looked at Ye Xuan and the others coldly, and was about to enter the cultivation room.

"Get back to me, this training room is ours." Chen Xing stopped at the door of the training room and said coldly.

How could he give up the training room that he had finally occupied to others? What's more, there was a training card he bought inside.

"It seems you don't understand yet that Xinsheng is not qualified to have a training room." Cao He smiled grimly, "Get out of here."

He suddenly slapped out his palm, and his energy swept across it, like an angry wave, swept towards Chen Xing. Chen Xing's eyes were cold and fierce. He did not dodge or avoid Cao He's attack, and his fists crossed his chest and went towards him.

Bang!

The fist and palm confronted, Chen Xing took two steps back, and Cao He also took a step back, without distinguishing himself from the top and bottom.

"You are looking for death." Cao He's eyes turned cold. He was a dignified old student and a second-level warrior. He was defeated by Ye Xuan during the entrance examination. He was already extremely embarrassed and had no face.

He was going to vent his anger on Chen Xing before, but he never expected that the other party, a samurai first-level freshman, would hold back his palm.

There are many students in this third-level training room, and in full view, Cao He was immediately embarrassed and angry.

When was Cao He so weak that he could not even cure a new student of the first level of warrior. Can he be crazy with him?

Thinking of this, Cao He's mysterious energy erupted to the extreme and he was ready to take action again.

Suddenly, a cold chill came upon him, causing the temperature around him to drop by dozens of degrees out of thin air, and a burst of coldness.

Cao He stopped and turned his head, and saw Ye Xuan looking at him indifferently and walking slowly.

Cao He suddenly recalled the scene when the freshman was assessing the exam. His heart stumbled, and his eyes flashed with fear and he retreated repeatedly.

Under Ye Xuan's eyes, Cao He had no need to take action at all. He had lost the courage to resist and looked at Wu Mie on the side like help.

Wu Mie frowned, "It's a shame to see."

The old student was so afraid of a new student. Wu Mie was almost ashamed to be with Cao He. When he moved his body, he suddenly swung his palm at Ye Xuan and said coldly: "You are the new student who injured Cao He? Let me see your strength."

"Just you?" Ye Xuan spoke indifferently, turning a blind eye to Wu Mie's attack, but he slowly slapped it with his palm.

"Looking for death!" Wu Mie sneered in his heart.

"boom!"

A collision sound came out, and then there were the sound of bone shattering and screams. Wu Mie, who had been arrogant before, flew backwards faster than before, and a bunch of blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Is this your capital for being arrogant? But that's it." Ye Xuan sneered, not even interested in taking a look at Wu Mie more, and looked at Chen Xing: "Chen Xing, you can go in to practice this cultivation room first, let's go to the upper level to find it."

"Okay." Chen Xing did not refuse and walked straight into the training room.

Click!

The training room is started and the door is closed.

According to the rules of the Academy, in order to compete for the training room in the training tower, they can start to discuss, but once they enter the training room, they cannot be disturbed.

After Chen Xing entered the training room, Ye Xuan felt relieved and took Leng Yingying and Feng Rouyi to the upper level. As for Wu Mie who was lying there and Cao He with a dull face, Ye Xuan didn't even look at it.

"You..." Wu Mie lay on the ground, covering his chest, and looking at Ye Xuan resentfully. He would rather Ye Xuan scold him a few more than this feeling of ignorance.

The other students present were all stunned and shocked, and their eyes were trembling at Ye Xuan.

Is this boy really a newborn? Even Wu Mie is not his place of moves, which is too terrifying.

Who is Wu Mie? All the old students present know that he is a powerful man in the third level of warrior. The reason why Yuan Shan kept him was because Yuan Shan thought he was more than enough to defeat Ye Xuan and the others, but he never expected that under Ye Xuan, Wu Mie could not even get a move.

"Ye Xuan, why don't I be in the third floor and wait for the cultivation room."

On the stairs, Feng Rouyi couldn't help but speak.

According to the setting of the training tower, there are twelve levels of cultivation rooms, and there are six levels of martial artists who are admitted to the first level of warriors to graduate from the third level of warriors, which is an average level of one level of two levels.

She is only at the first level of a warrior now, and she feels better to stay on two or three levels.

"It doesn't matter. The cultivation tower is where the strong live, and the number of layers does not necessarily be arranged according to the level. Now that school has just started, there are many new students, and the lower the lower, the more you are, the more you are, the more you are. When will you wait here?" Ye Xuan said lightly.

After hearing Ye Xuan's tough tone, Feng Rouyi felt a hint of joy in her heart.

She actually doesn't care which level of practice she is. What she cares about is Ye Xuan's attitude towards her. Seeing that Ye Xuan is still quite concerned about her, Feng Rouyi's heart suddenly felt like she had eaten honey.

Ye Xuan didn't know Feng Rouyi's idea. The three of them went up and soon arrived at the fourth floor. The entire fourth floor was still empty.

Continue to move forward, and the group arrives on the fifth floor.

There are two doors of the practice room on this fifth floor, which are slowly closing.

But here are two teenagers who followed Yuan Shan before.

On the ground, there were two old people with blood-mouthed mouths lying, looking at the slowly closed training room with anger and reluctance.

The old students near the other training rooms looked at the two people lying there with pity. It was obvious that the two training rooms under Yuan Shan were also snatched by Yuan Shan and his friends with some means.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan walked forward quickly, but he didn't see any movement. He slapped the door of the training room that had not been closed twice, and the door of the training room was opened again.

"Get out of here." Ye Xuan said in a low tone, then looked at Leng Yingying and Feng Rouyi: "This cultivation room is just for you two."

His tone seemed to be like these two practice rooms, which were already his own destiny.

"Boy, you're looking for death." When Yuan Shan's two subordinates heard this, they were extremely furious, one left and one right, pounced on Ye Xuan like lightning.

Boom boom!

Two powerful mysterious energy came out and trapped Ye Xuan tightly inside from both sides.

They and Wu Mie are also friends. Now that they saw Ye Xuan coming up, Wu Mie and Cao He did not come up, they immediately knew that Wu Mie should have no choice but to stop Ye Xuan and the others, so they acted like a ruthless move without any mercy.

However, in Ye Xuan's opinion, there was no difference between them. He was wrong and retreated. Ye Xuan's palm had already slapped their chests from a strange angle.

The speed was so fast that everyone present could not react.

With two thuds, the two of them fell to the ground in a mess, spitting blood, and the mysterious energy in their bodies was disordered and they could no longer use any energy.

With one move, Ye Xuan made the two old students completely lose the ability to fight.

"You two can go in and practice for a while. You can practice as long as you can. Anyway, there are training cards for those two people."

This time, Ye Xuan was preparing to go into seclusion to practice the Nine-Turn Holy Body, which took a lot of time, and it was definitely not something that could be solved in every three days, so Feng Rouyi and the others also practiced for a while.

"See you in a few days." Feng Rouyi and Leng Yingying nodded, walked into a training room, and closed the door.

Without even looking at the two people lying on the ground, Ye Xuan was shaped like the wind, rushing towards the higher tower layer.

As soon as he left, there were waves of whispers on the fifth floor of the entire cultivation tower, and there were many discussions.

Ye Xuan's retreat this time was to practice the Nine-Turn Holy Body, rather than impacting the realm. The higher the requirements for the concentration of the mysterious energy, the better? So while he was moving up, he was observing the concentration of the nearby mysterious energy.

The sixth floor.

The seventh floor.

The eighth floor.

Ninth floor.

Ye Xuan didn't stop at the first few floors. He finally stopped at the ninth floor.

"The concentration of the mysterious energy here is almost the same, so let's do it here."

Ye Xuan glanced at the ninth floor. The rooms on the ninth floor were already very rare, and they were incomparable to the lower floors. There were only thirty-six rooms in total.

And on this ninth floor open space, there were five people sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes to practice, waiting for the practice room to come out.

Hearing the footsteps, the five people here turned their heads and stared at them.

"It's you, a country pariah, a freshman who has just entered school, who has actually been here by you!" A surprised voice came, it was Yuan Shan.

His face was filled with astonishment. He thought that Ye Xuan and the others should have been dealt with by Wu Mi and the others long ago, but at this moment, it seemed that this was not the case. He also came to the ninth level representing the first level of the martial arts.

According to the distribution, these eighth and ninth levels are simply places where senior class powerhouses in the first level of martial arts can practice.

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