"What? A student from the outer academy wants to hit the sky tripod?"

"Can't you be crazy? Even senior students who have been in the Holy Academy for many years dare not challenge the Tianding easily..."

"I remember the Tianding hasn't sounded for three years, right?"

"Let's go and have a look!"

The news that Ling Jianchen was about to hit the Sky Ding spread like a plague. Countless disciples of Beihai Academy received the news and rushed towards the place where the Sky Ding was.

External courtyard, inner courtyard.

Disciples and mentors, and even powerful men at the dean level rushed to the Holy Academy.

Huo Rong was in seclusion and suddenly heard the emergency message from Huo Phoenix. He opened the message order and sat up suddenly with a whoosh. The old face was full of shock: "What? Yi Shuihan wants to hit the Sky Cauldron? It's just nonsense!"

He quickly sent a message to Huo Phoenix: "Phoenix, be sure to stop Yi Shuihan, I'll come here now!"

Swish!

The flames that were sucking and spitting around Huo Rong suddenly dissipated invisible. A new set of clothes was taken out of the storage ring and put on them, and he was about to leave the retreat.

But at this moment...

The Fire Phoenix's messaging order sounded again. Huo Rong saw it and returned to the cushion with a thud.

"This, Yi Shuihan actually killed the old man of Five Poisons? In one month, he broke through from the peak of the Martial Master to the sixth level of the Martial Master? Oh my God, if you wait for this talent for two more years, you can definitely enter the Holy Academy and even become a quasi-saint son. But now, he is still too weak!"

The old face was full of shock and shock. After a while, he came to his senses and smiled bitterly: "Forget it, the Academy will never give up the death of the old man Wu Poisons. With such an arrogant personality, I am afraid that I will cause me trouble again in the future. Forget it, I will ignore it!"

Huo Rong sat back on the futon.

He is not paying attention to Ling Jianchen.

In his opinion...

With the sixth level of Ling Jianchen Martial Saint, it is impossible to become a quasi-saint son.

after all.

Even if he is the first in the legend list, he is just a disciple of the Holy Academy. He doesn't believe that Ling Jianchen's talent can surpass that of the eldest prince of the Beihai Empire.

at the same time.

The news that Ling Jianchen was about to hit the Sky Cauldron and attacked the quasi-saint's position was also heard from the ears of some top geniuses in the academy.

Inner courtyard.

In a luxurious manor, Beihai Jinglong looked at a strong man who appeared in front of him in shock: "What did you say? A new disciple from the outer courtyard killed the old man Wu Poisons and even hit the sky tripod?"

"Your Highness, my subordinates have verified it, the situation is true!" the strong man said respectfully.

This person is also a disciple of the inner courtyard.

Ling Jianchen's powerful means of killing the old man Wu Poisons appeared in his mind, and he said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, Yi Shuihan's strength is indeed very terrifying. He used no more than ten moves to kill the old man Wu Poisons. The subordinates believed that he was very likely..."

"impossible!"

Beihai Jinglong interrupted him, shook his head, his eyes were extremely firm, and he said in a deep voice, "He would never succeed. Even before breaking through the fifth level of the Martial Ancestor, there is no treasure that can hit the sky tripod. However, this palace is very interested in Yi Shuihan. You can go with me!"

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The strong man immediately took Beihai Jinglong and pilgrimage to the Holy Academy.

Beihai Jinglong stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the regressing void, his eyes cold: "Hmph, how can a mere student of the outer college do what is impossible for me to do?"

In the Holy Courtyard.

Wu Xing is in seclusion and practicing.

As one of the noble sons of Beihai College, he naturally has an independent courtyard.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

A series of terrifying lights burst out from him, causing the space to be twisted. Suddenly, Wu Xing's messaging token flashed with light, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "It turned out to be Li Yuanshang. If this guy doesn't practice well with his grandfather, what should he do to me?"

Take out the token and take a look.

boom!

A violent murderous intent erupted from Wu Xing.

It made most of the manor razed to the ground in an instant.

Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi

A cold and harsh laughter kept coming from Wu Xing's mouth. His eyes were extremely cold, and the messaging token in his hand was slammed: "Okay, okay, a mere disciple of the outer courtyard dares to kill my grandfather? Yi Shuihan, wait for me, no one can save you!"

boom!

Wu Xing flashed and left the manor.

Almost as soon as Wu Xing left, a figure in blue appeared in the void. He looked at the manor that turned into ruins and sighed slowly: "It's still a step late... I didn't expect that the little guy who was just sympathetic and used the privilege of the Holy Son to recruit can actually kill the Five Poisons and have the courage to hit the Sky Cauldron. Yi Shuihan, if you can really become a quasi-saint son, maybe that matter can be divided into you."

This blue figure is the Son of Qingyun!

The Saint Son of Qingyun put his hands behind him, jumped into the air, and flew towards the place where the sky tripod was.

………

Tianding Hall.

This is specially built for tribute to the heavenly tripod.

The entire Tianding Hall is nearly a thousand meters high, covers a vast area, solemn and domineering, which is daunting.

now……

Countless disciples gather here.

Jian Shiyi is the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall and the Lord who is responsible for guarding the Tianding Hall. He frowned and looked at Ling Jianchen, and his dissatisfied eyes fell on Jian Shisan: "Shisan, are you kidding me? This Yi Shuihan is only at the sixth level of the Martial Saint's cultivation level, and a mere disciple of the outer courtyard, do you really believe that he can hit the Tianding?"

Jian Eleven's cultivation level is even stronger than Jian Eleven's.

After reaching the sixth level of Martial Ancestor, the aura emitted from his body is not inferior to those of the eighth level of Martial Ancestor who has never passed Nirvana.

Jian Shisan said in a deep voice: "Brother Eleven, Yi Shuihan can kill the five poisons, but his strength cannot be underestimated. What's more, if he really has the ability to become a quasi-saint son, discovering a quasi-saint son will be a good thing for you and me!"

In such a large Beihai Academy, whether it is disciples or mentors, they need points to redeem resources.

The disciple's points are to complete the task.

The points of the mentor and elders are taught by teaching powerful and outstanding disciples or discovering geniuses.

Once you can discover a powerful man of a quasi-saint.

It is enough to compare to the two of them who have been working hard in the academy for a hundred years.

Just think of this.

Jian Shiyi said in a deep voice: "Okay, I will believe you once!"

Jian Shisan smiled slightly and looked at Ling Jianchen: "Yi Shuihan, enter the Heavenly Cauldron Palace immediately. If you can knock on the Heavenly Cauldron and become the quasi-saint son, you can not only be exempted from death, but also become the quasi-saint son and enter the Holy Academy. But if you can't knock on the Heavenly Cauldron, then you will definitely die!"

Ling Jianchen nodded and was about to speak, but he heard a cold voice coming from the distance: "No matter whether he can become a quasi-saint son or not, he will die!"

Swish!

A violent figure suddenly fell, and as he landed, the entire ground collapsed.

The violent energy rushed out in all directions.

A huge pit, like a crater, appeared in front of everyone.

Jian Shisan's expression suddenly changed: "Wu Xing?"

Wu Xing ignored Jian Shisan and Jian Shiyi, stared at Ling Jianchen with cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Little bastard, dare to kill my grandfather, I will tear you into pieces!"

Buzz!

A terrifying palm print suddenly appeared.

This palm came extremely fast and came to Ling Jianchen in an instant.

Ling Jianchen blasted out his backhand, and with a crisp sound, his holy power giant palm was shattered.

The terrifying palm wind swept across his body and smashed him hard. A wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth. Ling Jianchen looked at Wu Xing with a serious look: "What a strong power, is this the Holy Son of Beihai Academy? It's true that it should not be underestimated..."

"Can you eat me and never die? No wonder you can kill my grandfather, but I want to see if you can block my second palm!"

Wu Xing looked cold and was about to take action again.

But at this moment...

A long sword of clear breeze fell, and the sword light spread to the sky, cutting off Wu Xing's violent holy power. A faint voice fell from the void: "Wu Xing, you can't kill him!"

"Son of Qingyun?"

Wu Xing looked at the Sage Son of Qingyun with a gloomy face, with a hint of fear in his eyes, and he roared angrily, "Qingyun, you are too careless. I want to kill a disciple of the outer courtyard. When will you still want to take care of me?"

The Son of Qingyun said in a deep voice: "If anyone wants to hit the Sky Cauldron, even the President of the Holy Academy cannot stop him. This is the rule. You cannot overcome it!"

"you……"
Chapter completed!