"Dong" "Dong"...

Early the next morning, someone knocked on Zhou Fan's door, waking him up from his practice.

"Who?" Zhou Fan frowned and asked with some displeasure.

"It's me, little brother Zhou Fan!" A pleasant voice came from outside the door.

After Zhou Fan was stunned for a short time, he guessed who the person was, so he hurriedly got up and went to open the door.

The door opened, and a tall woman wearing a white plain skirt was seen standing outside the door. The person who came was none other than Bai Hui. When Uncle Cen returned from doing things yesterday, he told her about his encounter with Zhou Fan.

Ever since she met Zhou Fan in the wilderness, Bai Hui has been very interested in the boy who was a few years younger than her who had rejected her kindness and still held the Kong Xiu name tag. Of course, it was because of her feelings for Zhou Fan that

She was still interested in why Kong Xiu gave him her name tag. Only Bai Hui knew it. So, early in the morning, Bai Hui came to Huixiang Tower to find the latter. She looked at Zhou Fan who opened the door with a smile on her face.

, as if he was an old friend Zhou Fan hadn't seen for a long time, he walked straight into the room and sat down without waiting for Zhou Fan to say hello.

"What's wrong?" Bai Hui asked in confusion when she saw Zhou Fan standing at the door, looking at her in astonishment.

"Nothing!" Zhou Fan smiled slightly, walked over and sat across from Bai Hui, and said with a smile: "Sister Bai Hui came to see me so early. What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Bai Hui smiled and said, "I heard from Uncle Cen that you are here. I happened to have nothing to do today, so I came to see you."

Then he asked: "How is your experience in the wilderness?"

"Forehead……"

Hearing this, Zhou Fan didn't know how to answer. When he first met Bai Hui, in order to hide his identity and fear that the other party would be malicious, he made up the story that he was a family disciple who was brought into the wilderness by his elders for training. Now Bai Hui mentioned it again,

This made Zhou Fan a little embarrassed.

"Haha, not bad!" Zhou Fan laughed and said.

"Well, it does seem that you have made great progress. When I first met you, you were only at the fourth or fifth level of the Huang Ting Realm. Now you are already a perfect little master of the Huang Ting Realm!" Bai Hui nodded and chuckled.

After the two chatted in the room for a while, Bai Hui suddenly said: "Brother Zhou Fan, this must be your first time coming to Xuantian City. Let's go, sister will take you for a walk!"

After saying that, he picked up Zhou Fan and walked out.

Although it was only the second time we met, Bai Hui's character was not like that of a young lady from a big family. She was elegant and cold and arrogant, which made people feel difficult to get close to. Instead, she revealed a sense of boldness, and she was very casual in everything she said and did, which made her feel unapproachable.

Zhou Fan's favorable impression of her increased a little bit more.

On the streets of Xuantian City, Zhou Fan followed Bai Hui, listening to her talk about various deeds, which shop on the street sold what, which shop had cheaper prices than others, which shop had delicious food, etc.

After walking around for nearly an hour or so, the two of them visited a quarter of Xuantian City. During this period, Bai Hui's little mouth never stopped talking, and Zhou Fan was also listening patiently.

Suddenly, Zhou Fan saw a large group of people gathered around in the square in the distance. He didn't know what they were doing. From time to time, there were cheers and applause.

So, he pointed to the crowd in the distance and asked Bai Hui: "Sister Bai Hui, what are they doing?"

Bai Hui looked at the direction pointed by Zhou Fan and chuckled: "There is a monument of immortality there, which can measure how many times the ultimate combat power of a monk in his own realm can exceed his own.

Every time it doubles, the Extreme Immortal Monument will emit a kind of glow, and this Extreme Immortal Monument can measure up to nine times the monk's combat power beyond the limit, which is the nine-color glow.

It is said that the previous dean of the college obtained it from an ancient ruins many years ago and later placed it here for anyone to test. After leaving the battle monument, the previous dean once said, who can

Whoever casts the nine-color glow on the Immortal Monument can directly become an inner disciple of Xuantian Academy! Therefore, many people who come to Xuantian City to participate in the academy selection will come here to try out every year, even some who pass by Xuantian City

People will also come here to get tested.”

"Oh, let's go take a look!" After hearing Bai Hui's words, Zhou Fan's eyes lit up and he became interested, so the two of them walked towards the square where the battle monument was placed.

Around the square, there were people on three levels inside and three levels outside. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to push their way to the front.

After arriving at the front, Zhou Fan finally saw the so-called Ji Immortal Stele. It was a gray stone stele, several meters high and about one and a half meters wide. The surface of the stele was uneven and looked very ugly. If it weren't for the four-foot-long stele,

It's square, the kind that no one would even look at if it was thrown among the rocks.

At this moment, someone in front of the stone tablet had just finished the test, and the result was that there was not even a ray of sunlight. The person who did the test ran into the crowd with a red face.

"Sister Bai Hui, have you ever taken a test?" Zhou Fan said to Bai Hui beside him.

"Tested!" Bai Hui said softly.

"What's the result?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

"I won't tell you." Bai Hui said with a sly smile.

Hearing this, Zhou Fan curled his lips helplessly and did not ask further questions. He turned to look at the field and saw two teenagers who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old standing not far from the Ji Immortal Monument. They should also be here.

Tested here.

"I heard that from the time this battle power monument was placed here until today, there have been only two people who have cast the Nine Colors of Light. One of them is the current president of Xuantian College, and the other is a young man in the mainland.

Yuan Chen, who ranks second among the top ten strongest men in his generation, is also the current senior brother of Xuantian Academy, but after today, there will be one more person!" One of them was wearing a golden robe with long golden hair.

The young man with sharp eyes said calmly.

"Oh, Brother Jinpeng, who is that person you are talking about? It can't be you!" Just after the boy named Jinpeng finished speaking, not far away, a purple-robed boy with a black dragon on his clothes,

He asked with a smile. The young man had a fair face and a slender figure. When he spoke, his chin was slightly raised, his back was straight, and he was so arrogant.

"Do you have any objections?" The young man known as Jin Peng looked at the purple-robed young man with sharp eyes and said in a cold tone.

From the tone of their conversation and the way they looked at each other, it was not difficult to tell that they should be acquaintances, and there should be some grudges between them.

"Haha, how dare I have any objection? I'm afraid that the wind is too strong when you speak and your tongue flashes!" the purple-robed boy said tit for tat.

Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Jin Peng's eyes, and his whole body was filled with evil energy, as if the purple-robed young man would be splashed with blood in the next moment.

"What, you want to take action?" the purple-robed boy said calmly.

"You think I don't dare?" Jin Peng said.

As soon as he finished speaking, a murderous intention radiated from his body, and in an instant, the surrounding temperature dropped a few points.

"Young master, no!" Just when Jin Peng was provoked by the purple-robed boy and was about to get angry, a big hand pressed down on the former's shoulder.

"Uncle Xiong?" Jin Peng turned to look behind him at a tall and powerful middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties.

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, shook his head at Jin Peng, and whispered: "It is forbidden to do anything in Xuantian City, and teachers from Xuantian College are always watching here. If you do something here and break the rules, you will be considered the little master."

Even if you have a famous recommendation from an inner disciple of the academy, you won't be able to enter Xuantian Academy!"

Hearing this, Jin Peng calmed down in an instant, and the evil aura roiling around him also subsided.

While feeling a little scared in his heart, his eyes towards the purple-robed boy became even colder.

Seeing that Jin Peng, who had always been easygoing in the past, actually calmed down, a look of pity flashed in the eyes of the young man in purple robe not far away.

Immediately, he walked towards the stone monument. When he came to the stone monument, the purple-robed young man looked serious. He was very confident in his own talent and strength, and it was rare for him to be defeated at the same level, but he was not sure whether he could achieve the nine-color glow.

But I didn't know what was going on in my heart.

The purple-robed boy stood in front of the stone tablet and pondered for a moment. Then he took a deep breath, and the surging magic power burst out of his body, condensing into a purple sky above his head. His eyes bloomed with dazzling light, and the five fingers of his right hand

After clenching, accumulating strength and fists, a majestic momentum exploded from his body, and then when his momentum reached its peak, he punched the stone monument!

"boom!"

A shocking loud noise was heard in the square, and the earth shook.

After throwing out a punch of his own, the purple-robed boy took a few steps back, his eyes fixed on the stone tablet.

"Buzzing..."

After the stone tablet trembled for a few times, it suddenly stopped. At this moment, the entire square became quiet, everyone was waiting to see the performance of the purple-robed boy.

With a swish sound, a red glow burst out from the stone tablet.

"Isshiki!" someone in the crowd around the square whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the stone stele was vibrating, brushing, brushing... Several rays of rays of light emitted from the stone stele, and the entire square was enveloped in colorful rays of light.

"One, two...five...seven!"

"Seven-colored glow!" Many people exclaimed after counting the colors of the glow.

"This young man is amazing! He can actually produce seven-color glow!" There were many voices of admiration from around him.

As for those compliments, the purple-robed young man as the protagonist frowned after seeing the stone tablet emitting seven-color glow. This was somewhat different from what he thought. He originally thought that even if he could not produce the nine-color glow, at least

It should be possible to play eight colors, but I didn't expect...

"Brother Zi Ming, you are so awesome!" Not far away, Jin Peng said with a smile when he saw the young man in purple robe standing in front of the stone tablet with a frown on his face.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Zi Ming's eyes, and he immediately turned to Jin Peng and smiled: "Thank you, Brother Jin Peng, for the compliment! It's up to Brother Jin Peng next!"

After saying this, Zi Ming left the stone monument and stood in the distance, preparing to watch Jin Peng's next performance.

Jin Peng, who was not far away, stepped towards the stone tablet after Zi Ming stood there. With every step he took, the aura on his body rose by one level. When he walked to the stone tablet, the aura on his body had already turned the clouds in the sky.
Chapter completed!