Chapter eight hundred and forty-five: limited places
() The rapid wind is blowing the scattered thousand-year-old trees. Now it has entered late autumn. The withered yellow leaves give people an unspeakable emotion.
Nie Fan stared blankly at the withered leaves not far away. Now he has entered Qianlong Continent for three years. Time flies by. Looking at the fallen leaves, Nie Fan reminds his relatives who are far away in Qianlong Continent.
It was also at this moment that Nie Fan's heart for the strong rose rapidly. Without strong cultivation, he would not be able to protect his friends and relatives. Without strong cultivation, he would not have the absolute right to speak.
"This is reality."
Looking at the withered tree bark, Nie Fan's eyes showed two glints. Registration for the inner courtyard qualifying competition starts in the morning. There is only one morning. If you miss it, you will have to wait until the next time.
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Yan Xu and Ning Tong and others quickly arrived in front of Nie Fan. Now Ning Tong and others have also entered the fifth level of Yuanhuang. Their strength can only be regarded as the middle level in Tiankuang Academy.
Looking at Nie Fan who was staring at the big tree in a daze, Yan Xu sighed in his heart. He hadn't been back for a long time. Now in late autumn, the leaves falling one by one ignited everyone's longing.
"Withered leaves falling to the ground, I feel homesick." Nie Fan sighed and then raised his head slightly to look at Yan Xu and the others.
"Let's go." Nie Fan smiled slightly at these people and said,
The ancient hall exudes a heart-stopping pressure. A middle-aged woman sat calmly in the middle of the hall. A small Eight Immortals table was placed in front of her.
It is not easy to get fifty places. After all, Tiankuang Academy is full of geniuses. In this outer courtyard, there are still fifty geniuses at the ninth level of Yuanhuang.
It is precisely because of this that those geniuses at the eighth and seventh levels of Yuanhuang consciously did not step into this palace. Only one or two extremely confident geniuses would proudly step in here in the eyes of everyone's astonishment.
Nie Fan walked towards this ancient palace like one of those few arrogant geniuses. This palace in the outer courtyard is very special and is not usually open to geniuses.
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Nie Fan walked slowly towards the palace on the ground paved with Dali gold rocks. Yan Xu and the others followed Nie Fan leisurely.
Is he the Nie Fan who caused an uproar in Tiankuang Academy more than a year ago? There were several people standing next to a young man in the distance. The young man said calmly,
"He is only at the sixth level of Yuanhuang. Does he want to participate in the inner court qualifying competition? What qualifications does he have to participate? Now the quota seems to be full. They are all geniuses of the ninth level of Yuanhuang. He is not qualified to participate at all." A woman next to this young man said coldly. Coldly said,
"Wang Jia, you seem to have a prejudice against him. Maybe there is some grudge between you two."
"Hmph, he is just a piece of trash at the sixth level of the Yuanhuang. I can't stand the grudge against him. I just can't stand it. It's just an insult to the sixth level of the Yuanhuang to participate in the inner court qualifying competition."
"Hahaha, it's true."
Nie Fan did not hear the discussion in the distance, and even if he heard it, Nie Fan would not pay attention to it. For these clowns, Nie Fan would only speak with his true fighting power.
As Nie Fan's footsteps sounded, the middle-aged woman with closed eyes opened her eyes slightly. The faint crow's feet showed that she was not young.
The sixth level of Yuan Sheng is one of the elders on the board of directors of Tiankuang Academy. There are many elders in Tiankuang Academy, but they are also divided into levels. The difference between the council and the real board of directors is not small. The lowest of the nine elders on the board of directors is also the eighth level of Yuan Sheng. There are, the strongest member of the council is the eighth level Yuan Sheng, but the lowest is the sixth level Yuan Sheng. There are three elders in the council, and this woman is one of them.
From here, we can also see how powerful Tiankuang Academy is, and we can also see that the several super powers of the human race are very terrifying. Nie Fan also understands this in his heart.
Now Nie Fan also knows that he and the Netherworld Sect of the human race have an impossible-to-eliminate hatred. The Netherworld Sect is one of the nine super powers, and its strength must be extremely terrifying.
Therefore, Nie Fan needs strong strength.
The woman who slowly raised her head looked at Nie Fan indifferently,
"Name, cultivation level."
"Nie Fan, Yuanhuang 6th level." Nie Fan said calmly,
"You are Nie Fan." When the woman heard Nie Fan's words, she looked at Nie Fan curiously. A year and a half ago, Nie Fan had detonated the entire Tiankuang Academy. Even the elders of several major boards of directors in the inner courtyard were also curious.
Nie Fan nodded slightly,
"Do you still have the Seven Illusions of the Dark Night?"
"No." Nie Fan whispered,
"Oh." The woman's voice immediately became cold,
"I want to sign up." Nie Fan whispered. His voice was neither humble nor silent, but it was sonorous and powerful. At the same time, Nie Fan also stepped in front of the woman and stared at her.
"The sixth level of Emperor Yuan, your cultivation level is too low." The woman said calmly,
"Is there any cultivation limit for the resource qualification competition?" Nie Fan looked at the woman dissatisfied,
Seeing Nie Fan looking at her so presumptuously, the woman was also angry, but she did not show it. The fleeting look of anger could not escape Nie Fan's capture.
The fifty places have been filled,
"How is it possible? Didn't it just start?" Yan Xu shouted in the distance. The other people were also slightly stunned. They didn't see many people coming in. It was only early in the morning.
"The quota is limited. It's not easy for a person with the ninth level of Yuanhuang to get a quota." The woman said calmly while looking at Nie Fan with disdain.
Nie Fan ignored the woman's disdainful eyes and turned around to leave.
"Since you don't want me to participate, then I will make it impossible for you to participate in the inner court qualifying competition." Nie Fan's faint voice sounded slightly as Nie Fan turned around. The sound was not loud, but it made the woman stunned.
"It's up to you."
The woman looked at Nie Fan's back with obvious disdain and then closed her eyes again as if she was too lazy to talk to Nie Fan. But at this time, Nie Fan felt a surge of anger in his heart.
This woman, the sixth level of Yuan Sheng, Nie Fan, is no match for her, but if Nie Fan is given a few years, he may not be able to surpass her.
"Brother Fan." Watching Nie Fan leave, Yan Xu looked at Nie Fan worriedly for a moment,
Ning Tong, Ning Bo, and Xia Youyou looked at Nie Fan worriedly. They really didn't know what Nie Fan was thinking now.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. She didn't want me to participate because she was afraid of wasting a quota. But since I can't apply, I can only find other ways. I believe that as long as I can stir up some things, I will be qualified to enter the inner courtyard. .”
Nie Fan's voice was not loud but full of confidence.
"What's the meaning."
Yan Xu looked at Nie Fan doubtfully,
"I want to have a betting battle. Tell me who are the powerful guys this time. I will let them have a betting battle with me. Once I win, I will definitely be qualified to enter the inner court."
"That's okay." Yan Xu seemed to agree with Nie Fan's approach, but Ning Tong and others were slightly stunned. Nie Fan was only at the sixth level of Emperor Yuan, but now he obviously wanted to go against the powerful geniuses in the entire inner court.
Xia Youyou looked at Nie Fan worriedly,
"Brother Fan, are you sure?"
Hearing Xia Youyou's voice, Nie Fan was slightly startled, then looked at Xia Youyou with a smile and at the same time glanced at Yan Xu.
"Well, what are you looking at? We are in pure love."
"I didn't say anything, it's Yoyo." Nie Fan said with a smile,
Xia Youyou blushed and twisted on Yan Xu's arm out of habit. Suddenly, Yan Xu's howling like a slaughtering pig made these people look at each other and caused many people in the distance to look over.
Suddenly Xia Youyou's face turned as red as a ripe apple,
"Hahaha." Nie Fan laughed,
"Okay, let's make some arrangements now. I'll go to the competition ground. You can promote it for me and try to arouse the anger of those guys. The competition will start in the afternoon. I will make her regret it." Nie Fan whispered coldly and then moved towards the competition. Go away from the field,
Looking at Nie Fan's back, Yan Xu sighed slightly in his heart. He knew Nie Fan's heart. Nie Fan's heart was very high. He would complete whatever Nie Fan wanted to do no matter what.
However, Yan Xu also felt happy. Nie Fan's behavior was unprecedented. This was obviously a challenge to the old woman.
"Brother Fan, be mighty." Yan Xu called out and led Xia Youyou and others to start spreading some news. One by one, everyone in the outer courtyard learned the news very quickly.
"This kid is too arrogant. I'll kill him first." A bald man, only twenty-one or twelve years old, rushed towards the competition stage angrily at this moment.
With the appearance of this bald man, the whole outer courtyard became turbulent.