Fighting the Martial Universe

"Of course it's my own brother. My brother raised me since I was a child. Not only did I enter Ziyang Academy, I also entered Ziyang Academy."

Xia Wuqi said disapprovingly.

"What about your parents?"

Zhang Mofan then asked.

"My parents died when I was born."

As Xia Wuqi said, a murderous look flashed in his eyes: "My brother has been raised with confidence since he was a child. He has strict requirements on me and hopes that one day I can avenge my parents."

"That's it!"

Zhang Mofan nodded, as if he could hear something tricky, and said: "Xia Wuqi, then you have to practice hard. This time my mission has won 200,000 merits. You and Lianxin and I are in the same team, so, I plan to give you two 50,000 merit points, so you can divide it yourself."

"What? You want to give us 50,000 merit points?"

Xia Wuqi was slightly startled, a little unexpected, they didn't have much effort in this line.

"Since you are teammates and completed that desperate task together, naturally you have to share some merits."

Zhang Mofan is very generous, and he is naturally very generous to friends.

What's more, he beheaded the blood and slaughtered Lin Tianyang and the others this time, and obtained the Na Ling Jie from him. There were not many medicine materials.

"Ok!"

Xia Wuqi nodded, and suddenly thought of something, and said: "Your merits have reached 200,000. After half a month, the ancient trial battlefield is open. You may be able to try it!"

"Oh? Trial battlefield?"

Zhang Mofan has never heard of what kind of battlefield there is in Ziyang Academy.

"What is there?"

"This ancient trial battlefield is said to be a very ancient battlefield in Ziyang Ridge. It is said that many powerful men have fallen, naturally, there are many inheritances."

"Entering the battlefield of ancient trials is definitely an opportunity for trials, but the accumulated merits must reach 150,000 before you can sign up."

Xia Wuqi shook his head. In Ziyang College, meritorious service is very important to a disciple.

If there is no merit, many opportunities for trials and enlightenment will pass by oneself.

"Why haven't I heard the master of the Meritorious Hall say?"

Zhang Mofan frowned.

"I'm afraid, the hall master thinks that you are too weak. Think about it. Generally, those who can accumulate 150,000 merits are basically elite disciples of the eighth and ninth levels of the True Qi Realm. Perhaps the academy wants to wait for you. If your strength is more refined, let you participate again."

There is no rule when this ancient trial battlefield will start.

However, a disciple has only one chance to try, and it must also be the strength of the true Qi state.

"I'll go to the hall master to inquire about it, just to transfer the merit points to you."

Zhang Mofan said.

The two went to the Advanced Meritorious Hall together. Zhang Mofan first transferred 50,000 merit points to Xia Wuqi, and immediately asked the hall master: "Hall master, I heard that in half a month, the ancient trial battlefield will be opened. Disciples with meritorious service or above can sign up to participate."

The hall master's face changed slightly and said: "Who told you?"

Xia Wuqi on the side was slightly embarrassed.

The hall master glared at Xia Wuqi and said to Zhang Mofan: "You follow me."

Soon, Zhang Mofan followed the hall master to a side hall in the backyard, saying: "Zhang Mofan, this ancient trial battlefield, originally planned to tell you a few days later, since you asked, then I will tell on behalf of the college You, the academy does not want you to participate in this ancient trial."

"why?"

Zhang Mofan was very puzzled.

If he wants to become a strong player, he naturally doesn't want to miss any trial opportunities.

"This time the ancient trial battlefield is not the same as before. The disciples of the Sirius Mansion will also participate. The Lin Langfang you injured was expelled from the academy. Once the disciple of the Sirius Mansion knows that you have entered the ancient trial battlefield, absolutely It's impossible to let you go."

The hall master said.

Originally, this ancient trial battlefield had always been the trial ground of Ziyang Academy.

However, due to the pressure of Sirius Mansion, not only Sirius Mansion, but even casual cultivators can enter, it is a mixture of fish and dragons.

As Zhang Mofan was a special disciple of Ziyang College, Ziyang College naturally did not want Zhang Mofan to take this risk.

"Then I must participate?"

Zhang Mofan said.

"If you insist on participating, the academy can't stop you. If your true combat effectiveness does not reach the eighth rank of True Qi, you should think about it carefully."

The hall master also knew that Zhang Mofan could not be persuaded in a few words.

All he can do is remind.

"Oh, thank the hall master for reminding me, this ancient trial, please help me report my name."

Zhang Mofan bowed his hands and thanked him.

"Ok!"

The hall master nodded.

"Hall Master, there is one thing, I want to ask you about it."

Zhang Mofan turned to ask, "Where is Huang Qingyan going?"

It has been a while since Huang Qingyan left the college, and he can't help but feel a little worried.

"She followed Elder Liu to practice. This Elder Liu is a very powerful man. Now that Huang Qingyan is accepted as a personal pass, she will naturally teach her hand in hand."

The hall master said: "However, don't worry, they should be back when Sanling wins the title."

In the academy, many direct disciples will not practice in the academy. They are all taught individually by the dean and teacher. Only in some major competitions can they appear.

Hearing this news, Zhang Mofan also relaxed and looked forward to it.

When Zhang Mofan returned to the cultivation tower, he saw Ba Ye slumped on his stone bed and fell asleep.

"Ahem!"

Zhang Mofan coughed a few words.

Ba Ye opened his eyes sharply, stood up and looked at Zhang Mofan, and said: "Brother Fan, I heard that you completed two tasks and got 200,000 merits in one go. It's really amazing."

Then, Ba Ye turned around and asked, "Where are my three real gas thunderstorm bombs? Give it back to me."

"What to give you back? Isn't that what you gave me?"

Zhang Mofan was very puzzled.

"What did I give you? Do you know how precious the three infuriating thunderstorm bombs are? I just gave you a pretense~www.wuxiaspot.com~ give it back to me."

Ba Ye stretched out his hand and said.

A black line flashed in Zhang Mofan's mind. The eighth master had deliberately bombed the thunderstorm against Duan Wushuang in order to behave in front of Duan Wushuang.

"No, I'm using it."

Zhang Mofan said.

Ba Ye jumped up suddenly, his brows stared: "What did you say? Did you use it?"

"Otherwise, how could I slaughter the blood? You don't know the strength of the blood slaughter, do you?"

Zhang Mofan spread his hands.

"you!"

The Eighth Master was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, crying and crying: "Why are you the big brother? I will follow you to help you raise the brave. I am exhausted and exhausted. In the end, the three inflatable thunderstorm bombs I have treasured for many years are all pit gone."

(End of this chapter)