After passing the first and second floors, the reward given by the Tower of Babel is an item reward. Everyone who passes the first and second floors can receive a reward based on performance.
It's just that what Yue Yan got back then was a vicious beast egg, while what Li Qingyun got was a ghost bone joint.
After passing the third and fourth floors, there are also rewards, but the reward is an opportunity to challenge the Hall of Heroes.
Hall of Heroes.
Li Qingyun looked at the stone tablet under the Hall of Heroes that introduced the Hall of Heroes and fell into deep thought.
"The Hall of Heroes contains the amazing and talented people who have passed through this floor during the endless years of this tower's existence. There are a thousand seats in total."
"Those who enter the seats can receive rewards according to the order of seats."
The Tower of Babel, also called the Spiritual Tower in the past, has existed for endless years. How long has it existed? One hundred thousand years? Hundreds of thousands of years? Millions of years?
There are so many geniuses included here, but only the top 1,000 are included, which shows how valuable it is.
Li Qingyun looked into the hall and found a thousand projections standing neatly on the main hall.
"Um?"
Is this Yue Yan?
Li Qingyun looked at the 871st ranked position. The name written below was exactly that of Yue Yan.
I have two opportunities to challenge, so let’s challenge him the first time...
The Yue Yan left here was the Yue Yan who had the strength after passing the fourth level. Li Qingyun calculated that with the strength of Yue Yan at that time, he should not be his opponent.
The corner of Li Qingyun's mouth curled up in amusement, hey, I wonder what the people outside would think when they knew that he was going to challenge their senior brother's projection, and would also beat up Yue Yan's projection.
Outside the Tower of Babel, Elder Yuwen’s majestic voice sounded again:
"Li Qingyun has chosen to challenge Yue Yan's projection. On the fifth floor of the tower wall, the projection array will be used to transmit the image."
When the yellow-browed law enforcement disciple heard these words, he almost fainted and said to Zhang Yingdong in a trembling voice: "This Li Qingyun... really wants to be my enemy, Yue Yanhui!"
Zhang Yingdong was also shocked after Li Qingyun's repeated blows. At this time, he murmured: "An enemy?"
"It is estimated that from the moment he entered Cangliu Palace, he was destined to be my enemy, Yue Yanhui, and he was destined... to challenge Senior Brother Yue Yan..."
Among the crowd, a member of the Yue Yanhui shouted: "This Li Qingyun is too arrogant. He doesn't know how to respect his seniors at all. He doesn't know how to avoid the records of his seniors after clearing the first four floors. The Hall of Heroes even directly challenged the senior brother!"
"You don't know any etiquette!"
"Arrogant! Too arrogant! Does he think he can defeat Senior Brother Yue Yan?"
There are also different voices:
"The Tower of Babel is meant to test the strength of the disciples. Just give it your best effort. Why should you avoid the seniors?"
"The monks don't compete for opportunities, but instead talk about the etiquette of senior fellow apprentices here? It's simply ridiculous!"
"Why can't Li Qingyun defeat Yue Yan's projection? I think Yue Yan's projection in the Hall of Heroes is at the Golden Elixir Dzogchen level, but Li Qingyun is only in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir at this time. I also think Li Qingyun can surpass Yue Yan's level.
There’s a projection!”
Zhang Yingdong stared blankly, listening to the different voices in the crowd, and found that although there were many more people supporting Yue Yanhui and Senior Brother Yue Yan than those supporting Li Qingyun,...
Compared with the reputation of Yue Yanhui in previous years, the contrast is too great!
Could it be that the reputation of Yue Yanhui has dropped so much in these years?
And this Li Qingyun, who had only been in the sect for a few days, was so popular that he actually attracted all the disciples who were dissatisfied with Yue Yanhui's actions over the years to his side...
The projection circle is opened.
A picture is displayed on the wall above the fifth floor of Babel Tower.
In the picture, Li Qingyun, dressed in neat and clean Taoist robes, stood floatingly. In front of him, stood a vague figure whose figure could only be vaguely seen.
However, even though it was just a vague figure, many people in the crowd recognized it:
"Big brother!"
"Senior Brother Yue Yan!"
"It's really Senior Brother Yue Yan! I never thought I could see Senior Brother again!"
At this time, after Li Qingyun broke Yue Yan's record several times, the crowd in front of the Babel Tower had swelled to a terrifying level.
There are even elders who have appeared and are observing what is going on here.
Inside the Tower of Babel, the Hall of Heroes.
Li Qingyun felt the dangerous aura emanating from the blurry figure in front of him, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
This Yue Yan is indeed well-deserved and very powerful.
Fuzzy Projection was obviously aware of Li Qingyun's difficulty, but because projection was not his instinct, he had poor fighting awareness. With a roar, he rushed forward and fought Li Qingyun in close combat.
However, the projection of poor combat awareness has another aspect that makes up for the shortcomings, that is, the lack of awareness of pain.
Li Qingyun grabbed the projection and punched the projection's back randomly, but the projection seemed to have no reaction. Only its breath became slightly weaker, but its other movements were still coherent and it still attacked Li Qingyun.
Suddenly, a purple light lit up the projection's body, and then a purple armor covered the projection's body.
Outside the Babel Tower, someone quickly recognized this armor: "Senior Brother Yue Yan's body-protecting magical power, the Purple Scale Technique!"
Sonorous!
When Li Qingyun's fist hit the projection's body again, it could only make a clanging sound, but it could not damage the armor at all.
His physical body is comparable to a third-level human-level peak magic weapon, but the physical attack power is enough to cause damage to a fourth-level human-level magic weapon. However, now it can only leave white marks on the armor and cannot break through the defense.
It turns out that this projection is not because of poor combat awareness, but because he knows that using this purple scale technique can greatly enhance his physical strength and give him an advantage in close combat.
If he wants to destroy this armor, Li Qingyun must use a sword.
When he was waiting in the cave of Lieyang, a full blow could leave traces on the eighth-level human-level magic weapon. This shows that when he uses the sword, he can effectively cause damage to the fifth-level, sixth-level, or even seventh-level human-level magic weapon.
harm.
But now the projection is close to him, so close that he has no time to draw his sword to attack.
Extremely passive.
Seeing the battle scene outside the Babel Tower, it was obvious that Li Qingyun fell into a passive position. He was beaten by the overwhelming attack and could only defend hastily. He had no chance to fight back in a short period of time.
"Hey, it seems that Li Qingyun is good at dealing with puppets, but in the battle with Senior Brother Yue Yan, he is still far behind."
"Yes, I said how is it possible? How can a new disciple who has been in the palace for less than seven days defeat the senior brother?"
Some young disciples who had always admired Yue Yan took sides and mocked Li Qingyun.
But some disciples who silently supported Li Qingyun looked at the picture seriously and said nothing.
Yue Yan's attacks progressed step by step, not only becoming more and more tricky, but also after successive attacks, the attack momentum became more and more fierce, and the attack power also increased.
Finally, Yue Yan Projection shouted loudly, caught Li Qingyun's flaw, jumped up, and punched Li Qingyun in the back of the head.
With this punch, Li Qingyun will definitely die. Although he will be rescued by the Babel Tower, his trip to the Babel Tower will be over.
But Li Qingyun did not dodge. Instead, he took out his sword with a swipe, and quickly thrust it out with his backhand, stabbing the projection's throat from between his arms!
When the fist was only an inch away from the back of Li Qingyun's head, it suddenly stopped...
Because, the sword has already pierced the projection's throat first!
The projection made an incredible sound from the blurred face and dissipated in the air.