When the sky became gray and bright, Lan Feng walked out of Bixia Garden with a tired figure, and flew all the way back to the school gate before landing. There was a Xuantian Formation in the school, and warriors were prohibited from flying from outside.
Fly into it.
Tomorrow is the day for the school competition, so the competition arena has been set up on campus long ago. The arenas are all located at the martial arts training ground on the west side of the school.
The students in the school got up early, clamoring to find their own competition arena. They would come over early tomorrow morning to take part in the competition. They were all extremely looking forward to entering the top fifty in the small competition, which would allow them to enter the Upper House.
, an existence that enters the Upper House to practice supreme magical skills.
After Lanfeng entered the school, he also came to the west martial arts training field of the school. He had gone through a bloody battle, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood all over his body.
Everyone looked away and looked away, or made some harsh remarks. When they recognized Lan Feng, everyone immediately became excited, but they didn't dare to get close. They just watched from a distance with admiration on their faces.
"Senior, senior..."
Suddenly, a pretty girl rushed out from the crowd and came to Lan Feng. She was panting. It was obvious that she was a little tired after running all the way.
Lan Fengyou looked at the little girl blankly and asked, "This school girl, do you know me?"
After Lan Fengwen said this, everyone onlookers had the urge to flock to him. Damn it, isn't it in vain to ask this? Which student in the entire lower house doesn't know you.
"Senior, I admire you so much, I love you so much." The little girl stared at Lan Feng with dazzling eyes. She felt that Lan Feng looked good everywhere and had a unique masculine look.
Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, and he immediately understood that Qing had made a name for himself in the school these days and had become a man of the hour. With the pretty little girl taking the lead, other little girls who were ready to make a move rushed towards Lan Feng.
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Lanfeng's head suddenly got big, and he jumped away with his feet. These little girls were so enthusiastic. After escaping the crowd of women, Lanfeng appeared next to a bulletin board, where the rules of the competition were written.
Students participating in the competition must be senior warriors or above to participate. Lan Feng knows this, but under the announcement, there is a special note. Spirit warriors do not need to participate, but they can directly enter the blood path of the upper courtyard like the seed players recommended by the Seven Domains.
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Feelings are determined for oneself, Lan Feng smiled, because there were no spiritual warriors among the students in the college competition in previous years, Lan Feng made an exception.
"Well, Mo Xiaoniang, what are you hiding from?" Just as Lan Feng was about to leave, he turned around and saw Mo Xiaoniang, the school belle, hiding behind a stone barrier.
Mo Xiaoniang met Lan Feng first. She hated Lan Feng deeply, but she was also afraid of him and did not dare to meet him, so she hid when she saw Lan Feng.
"What are you doing?" Seeing that she couldn't escape, Mo Xiaoniang stood up and yelled at Lan Feng, her attitude was extremely bad. Every time she saw Lan Feng, she couldn't help but think of the person who slapped her butt.
She was so angry at the scene that she wanted to rush up and beat up the silver thief. It was so abominable.
Lan Feng stared at Mo Xiaoniang with a smile, and couldn't help but ask, "Little girl, is it still hurting? I will be gentler next time."
"You...you...you bastard silver thief..." Mo Xiaoniang's face turned red and she screamed a few times. Seeing that more and more people were surrounding her, she couldn't stand it, so she ran away on her feet.
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Next, Lan Feng met Zhao Hongyang, Zheng Qijian, scribes, and others. All three of them had had fights with Lan Feng, but they couldn't help but be a little funny when they met again. After casually chatting with a few people for a while, Lan Feng returned to the dormitory.
As for the little furry monkey, after he stepped into the school, he felt as if he had returned to his own paradise in the cave. He liked it so much that he ran away a long time ago and did not know where he went to cause harm.
Xiao Yinxue doesn't stick to Lan Feng's arms. She also enjoys being in school. She pretends to be a mature woman to bask in the sun and act elegant.
Lanfeng felt helpless towards the two ghostly guys and let them go.
After returning to the dormitory and taking a warm shower, Lanfeng didn't care, fell on the bed and fell asleep. He was really too tired.
He slept for a whole day, and it was not until the next day that he got out of bed, meditated, and examined the blood pool in his body.
The two do-gooders and inner demons had an extremely bad attitude towards Lan Feng. They murmured in their bodies that Lan Feng was a prodigal son. If he didn't meditate properly after the first battle and cultivated the insights he had during the war, he would be covered with hair when he came back.
sleep.
At this point, the inner demon old man is the most annoyed. Listening to his words, if he was really outside, he would definitely slap Lan Feng away and fight with me, right? Looking for death.
For the next day, Lan Feng kept focusing on the blood pool in his body. There was no change in the blood pool. The old god was still lying in his body, looking very docile.
However, the two supreme beings who have done good deeds and demons felt something was wrong, because during these times, they had been observing the movements of the blood pool and the patterns of the mist wind inside their bodies.
Although the halo of Dantian can control the explosion of the blood pool, it cannot protect it at all times. The blood pool slowly absorbs the essence and blood in Lanfeng's body subconsciously.
Moreover, every time Lanfeng causes the bleeding pool to fight, some of its vitality will be lost. This can be seen when Lanfeng falls asleep as soon as he comes back.
In other words, although the blood pool is a powerful and mysterious treasure, it is also a monster. When the warrior uses it, it steals the warrior's vitality silently, and the blood pool gradually improves with the warrior's cultivation.
, absorbing the vitality of the warrior becomes more abundant.
Lanfeng had the urge to reach into his body and pull out the blood pool directly, smashing it to the ground. This blood pool was a vampire and a parasite, and he completely regarded himself as his own supporting master.
But at this time, there was no way to control the three of them. Lan Feng could only use the God-defying Cultivation Determination method more often, monitor the blood pool well, and use less Dantian halo to fight the enemy.
After looking away from the blood pool in his body, Lan Feng turned his mind to cultivation. He very much hoped to break through the bottleneck of a Dacheng Spirit Warrior and step into the peak Spirit Warrior in these few days.
With the cultivation level of a peak spiritual warrior, it will no longer be a problem to enter the Blood Path of the Upper Court.
Lan Feng always had a feeling that this time the Blood Path of the Upper Court was different from the previous ones, and there was great danger. The warriors who usually entered the Blood Path of the Upper Court were mostly high-level warriors, or a few junior spiritual warriors.
But this time, the whole Beimingtian was swarmed with the presence of large numbers of spiritual warriors, and the number of high-level warriors became very few. From this point, it can be inferred that there is something in the Blood Path of the Upper Court that attracts powerful people from all sides.
They all sent out the genius disciples they had trained, just to seize the treasure in the Blood Path of the Upper Court. Lan Feng didn't know what kind of treasure could attract the strong men from all sides, but he was certain that it must be something extraordinary.
thing.
Thinking of this, Lan Feng became anxious. He had to fight his way into the upper courtyard. There was something he needed in the upper courtyard, and he had to get it. He was completely forced out.
In the next few days, Lan Feng practiced desperately, and he felt a breath in the dark, which was caused by the Taoist book held by Shangguan Feitian.
It was just that the aura was looming, and he couldn't catch it at all. After trying this for a day, after Lan Feng was sure that he could not break through to the Dacheng Spiritual Martial Realm through this method, he decisively gave up and focused on taking spiritual pills to cultivate his mind.
A few days passed quickly. At this time, the competition in the school was also over. The top fifty students who entered the competition in the Lower House seemed very happy and were waiting for the day after tomorrow to join the crowd in the Upper House.