Each of the four major faculties of the Four Elephants Academy has a cultivation tower, and in addition, in the center of the Four Elephants National Academy, there is also a towering cultivation tower, which is vast and majestic.

Under this fifth cultivation tower, the spiritual veins are the largest, and the spiritual power that can be absorbed is also the most abundant, which is the most suitable for cultivation. In addition, as long as the disciples of the Sisi Elephant National Academy, no matter which academy they belonged to, they could enter this cultivation tower to cultivate, provided that they had enough strength to compete for the cultivation room.

Around the fifth cultivation tower, a large number of people walked around, looking up at the towering cultivation tower. There are those who are looking forward to it, there are those who are envious, and there are those who are unwilling, only when they reach a certain level of strength can it be possible to occupy a cultivation room in the cultivation tower, and many people who are not strong enough can only envy and be unwilling.

"It would be great if I could also occupy a cultivation room in this cultivation tower. If one day you can reach the peak and cultivate, what kind of situation will it be......

A beautiful girl looked up at the top of the cultivation tower, her eyes full of yearning. Different from the cultivation towers of the other four major academies, this most magnificent cultivation tower is equipped with a great array of anti-spirits, the higher the level, the richer the aura, the more suitable for cultivation, so the disciples of the Sixiang National Academy want to climb up, the more up, the more it is a symbol of strength and status.

However, this cultivation tower with a height of 100 floors, there is only one cultivation room on each floor, and there are only 100 cultivation rooms in total, which means that if you want to occupy a cultivation room in this cultivation tower, you must have the strength of the top 100 of the entire Sixiang National Academy.

There are so many disciples of the Four Elephants National Academy, and how strong the strength is. Taking the White Tiger Academy cultivation tower as an example, there is no martial artist sixth order who cannot stay on the third layer, that is to say, there are thirty disciples above the sixth order of the martial artist of the White Tiger Academy, the strength of the Qinglong Academy is about the same as that of the White Tiger Academy, the Vermilion Bird Academy is slightly inferior, and the Xuanwu Academy is the weakest, but the four major academies together have almost a hundred disciples of the sixth order of the martial master, that is to say, if you want to occupy a cultivation room in this fifth cultivation tower, you must at least have the strength of the sixth order of the martial master.

For those ordinary disciples, this is simply a fantasy, but it still has an infinite attraction to them. Because this cultivation tower is not only extremely rich in spiritual power, but also does not need to consume spirit stones, all of which are consumed by the Sixiang National Academy, which is simply a naked bait, allowing the disciples of the Four Elephants National Academy to fight each other to snatch the bait of the cultivation room.

As long as you stand under the cultivation tower, you can see which floor of the hundred-story cultivation tower has people in the cultivation room and which floor is empty, so it can stimulate the desire to fight even more.

The beautiful girl who spoke just now was a disciple who was looking forward to this cultivation tower, named An Yue, a freshman who had only entered the Sixiang National Academy this year, and there were many people around her who looked at the cultivation tower with hope like her, hoping to step into it one day, or even climb to the top.

"An Yue, you started dreaming before it got dark, we want to enter this cultivation tower, we don't have a few years, I'm afraid there is no chance at all. ”

A girl in green clothes on the right joked and joked, An Yue also stuck out her tongue, she is only a third-order martial artist cultivator now, and if she wants to occupy a place in the cultivation tower, it is impossible to have a few years.

A girl in black on the left raised her eyebrows: "Not necessarily." ”

An Yue and the girl in Tsing Yi both turned their heads to look over, and the girl in black looked at An Yue: "We don't have a chance, but An Yue is different, as long as you become Meng Feng's woman, can you let him take you up soon." ”

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Meng Feng, ranked fourth among the top ten disciples of the Sixiang National Academy, was below Wei Shuirou.

The girl in green clothes had a sudden expression: "Meng Feng is interested in An Yue, but An Yue refused, if An Yue agrees, he can indeed enter this cultivation tower, and he is still a high-level." ”

However, An Yue shook her head: "I don't like him." ”

"Does it matter if you like it or not, as long as you attach yourself to Meng Feng and become his woman, you will be able to ascend to the cultivation tower to cultivate, and all you need to pay is your body. ”

The girl in black said lightly, but there was a bit of sarcasm between her words, but there was a light in her eyes that seemed to be jealous.

An Yue's face was slightly gloomy, and she felt extremely harsh, but she didn't say anything. And only she knows that Meng Feng wants to partner with her, not because he likes her, but because he wants to get her family.

The An family, a hundred years ago, was also a very powerful family in the imperial city, but it has been weakening for a hundred years, and now it can only be regarded as a middle-class family, and the Meng family where Meng Feng is located is just the opposite, the Meng family a hundred years ago can only be regarded as a middle-class family, but in the past hundred years, genius disciples have been continuously born, and they have been among the upper families.

Meng Feng's arrogant face appeared in his mind, and An Yue shook his head: "Jiang Xin, you know that I won't marry someone I don't like." ”

The woman in black named Jiang Xin was even more sarcastic: "Meng Fengnai is the fourth of the top ten disciples, and he is the successor of the Meng family, with a huge background, you can't even look down on him, who can still enter your eyes." ”

An Yue's eyes lit up suddenly, and she spit out a name: "Zhou Fu." ”

"Circumstance. ”

A few wisps of yearning appeared in the eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi: "It turned out to be Zhou Fu, last time he defeated Zhao Pan under the attention of the academy and became one of the top ten disciples, and he defeated Fu Ling before going to the city of Buluo, and became the seventh of the top ten disciples. ”

At the mention of Zhou Fu, An Yue's eyes flashed as if he had changed into a different person: "That's right, Zhou Fu is only seventeen years old, and he entered the Sixiang National Academy at the same time as us. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi sighed: "It's unimaginable that among the same group of people as us, there are such demons, it's really more popular than people!"

A smile of memory flashed on An Yue's face, and what came to mind was the unruly figure of Zhou Fu and Zhao Pan's battle.

Wild and domineering, holding a sword proudly, from that day on, Zhou Fu has become her vision, the person she admires. There are not a few people who are the same as her, this is the charm that Zhou Bi has as a strong person.

"Humph!"

Jiang Xin snorted disdainfully, and said indifferently: "Although Zhou Fu defeated Zhao Pan and Fu Ling, you must know that Fu Ling has only just broken through the eighth order of martial arts, while Meng Feng has already reached the peak of the eighth order of martial arts, and it will not be long before he can break through the ninth order of martial arts, Fu Ling is vulnerable in front of Meng Bao, and Zhou Fu is also far from being Meng Feng's opponent." And there is the existence of the Meng family behind Meng Feng, what does he compare with Meng Feng?"

After a bit of ridicule, Jiang Xin suddenly looked kind and persuasive: "An Yue, even if you agree to become Meng Feng's woman, maybe it only takes one night of service, and he can give you a place in this cultivation tower, why not?"

An Yue frowned and said unhappily

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"In that case, then you go and wait for him to try it all night." ”

Jiang Xin's face sank, as if he had been poked in the sore spot, and gritted his teeth and said, "You really don't know what to do, if I can be favored by Meng Feng, I will still mess with you here." ”

"She's right, I don't like her. ”

At this moment, a joking voice came, which made the three girls stagnate, and when they turned around, they saw a figure in a gorgeous robe walking towards them.

Meng Feng!

Seeing Meng Feng's appearance, Jiang Xin's face was overjoyed, and then when he thought of Meng Feng's words, his face sank again, and he glanced at An Yue jealously.

An Yue, on the other hand, had a slightly ugly complexion, as if she didn't want to see Meng Feng very much.

At this time, Meng Feng's gaze fell directly on An Yue, and the corners of his mouth raised a touch of disdain: "Do you like to be reckless, what qualifications do you have to compare with me?"

He stood with his hands in his hands, exuding an air of pride, which came from his pride in his own strength and pride in his background.

Everywhere he goes, some people say that he has heard about it, and he has naturally heard about it.

The top ten disciples are well-known in the Sixiang National Academy, and according to their different personalities, deeds, and even fighting methods, each of them has many admirers, Meng Feng has it, and Zhou Fu has it. And between these different admirers, there will naturally be a lot of comparisons, and Zhou Fu is a bright new star, so in recent times, everywhere you can hear the remarks comparing Zhou Fu with the other nine of the top ten disciples, and naturally some people compare Meng Feng with Zhou Fu.

There are many people who support Meng Feng, of course, there are also people like An Yue, who think that he is not as good as Zhou Fu, which makes Meng Feng extremely unhappy, he Meng Feng only admires the top one person in the entire Sixiang National Academy, even Chu Sheng in the second place and Wei Shuirou in the third place, he does not think that he is worse than them.

And Zhou Fu suddenly appeared, and in a short period of time, someone compared Zhou Fu with him, and he thought it was an insult to him.

Hearing Meng Feng's verbal insult to Zhou Fu, An Yue was furious, bit her red lips, and then plucked up the courage to scold: "In my opinion, you are not qualified to compare with Zhou Fu!"

"Shut up!"

Syllable!

A sharp scolding sounded, and then a crisp sound came out, An Yue's cheeks ached, and she looked at Jiang Xin in disbelief.

This slap turned out to be the size of her companion Jiang Xin.

"You are really disheartened and crazy An Yue, how can Zhou Fu compare with Meng Feng, he doesn't even have the qualifications to carry shoes!"

Jiang Xin's voice was sour, her face was full of indifference, but a hint of revenge flashed in her pupils. She was an admirer of Meng Feng, but Meng Feng had taken a fancy to An Yue, which had already made her jealous.

The corners of Meng Feng's mouth showed a smug smile, those who dared to disobey him, even if he didn't do anything, someone would help him clean up.

"An Yue, be my woman, and I will give you glory and wealth. As for the circumstance you are thinking, I will trample him under your feet in front of you and let you know that he is nothing but an ant in front of me. ”

Meng Cover's color was extremely domineering, as if he could trample Zhou Bi under his feet at any time.

"Yes, I want to see how you're going to trample me underfoot. ”

The indifferent voice sounded suddenly, the crowd stirred, and naturally separated a road, and a delicate figure came slowly.

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