Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

For the next hundred years, not only the Human Academy was still talking about Dongfang Hou being promoted to Qiyang Student.

It has even become a topic of conversation in foreign colleges and they are talked about with great relish.

After all, in the huge Xuanhui Academy, apart from Dongfang Hou, there was only one core disciple who entered the Qiyang Hall in the late stage of Qi Gathering.

The origin of this core disciple is far from comparable to that of the human race. He is a student of the Xi tribe who can be said to be one of the top families in the entire Qingming Supreme Alliance.

For a race like the human race that could only be considered a middle-class race, the sudden appearance of a genius like Marquis Dongfang would naturally attract the attention of all parties.

There were even many students from powerful races who were curious about Dongfang Hou's true strength but were unconvinced, so they came to the Human Race Academy to challenge him.

Every time Dongfang Hou challenged him, he could easily win.

The beating left these powerful race students speechless, and also let the race students know how terrifying strength they must possess to become a Qiyang student.

Confirming the title of Marquis of Dongfang is a fact that ranks among the top 100 in the five days.

But everyone is more looking forward to the saint from Xuanhui Academy who, like Dongfang Hou, has entered Qiyang Academy and is also in the late stage of Qi collection, can compete with Dongfang Hou.

It's just that after waiting for a whole hundred years and not waiting, it's inevitable that I feel a little regretful.

Due to the rise of Dongfang Hou, the death of Xian Daoyou, the chief of Xuantie Mountain, was forgotten by all the saints except the saints of Xuantie Mountain.

Naturally, Fang Chen's impression in their hearts gradually faded.

When people die, like a lamp going out, dead things will not occupy their memory.

"Nine hundred years..."

In front of the Wutian Palace, Cai Sixiu and others who had enrolled in the same batch gathered together for a rare occasion.

The number of nearly three hundred people at the beginning has not changed much now, and only some died on the five-day battlefield.

But there are only a few dozen people who have truly reached the holy level.

Such as Ruan BuTong, Lu Jiuwan, Ji Lin, Mei Daoguang, Wu Qiong, Xu Ziyun, Qin Tao...

The rest are still wasting their time in the semi-saint position.

They looked at Ji Lin and others with mixed emotions.

After all, before entering school, they were all geniuses from all over the world and had their own pride.

It was only now that my pride dissipated little by little, and I realized that my talents and qualifications were not as great as I once thought.

Compared with Ji Lin and others, their qualifications are ordinary.

You may even be eliminated in the first semester.

This five-day battlefield and the next five-day battlefield are their only chances.

If they are unable to be promoted to Qi-Collecting Sainthood these two times, they will be expelled from the school.

Although most people are sure that even if they leave the academy and give them another one or two thousand years, they will still be promoted to the Qi-gathering Sainthood, but by that time it is already too late, and their future is not worth comparing with the others who stayed in Xuanhui Academy. Mention it!

Someone suddenly looked at a small group not far away.

The saints and semi-saints of that small group are younger and are their juniors.

Even among the students of this generation, some have been promoted to the Qi-harvesting Sainthood within four hundred years.

"Everyone, you still have two chances. I believe that with your talents, at least 30% of you can complete the breakthrough in these two times and be promoted to the Qi Harvesting Saint."

Ji Lin suddenly laughed and said:

"The rest don't need to be discouraged. With the training experience of Xuanhui Academy, in the future, both in terms of connections and foundation, they will be stronger than the saints outside.

If you can be promoted to the holy position of virtual life, it will be fine if you are stationed in a divine domain to guard it. "

"Does this mean that you are the first in your class?"

"My back hurts when I stand and talk."

Some people secretly slandered in their hearts, but on the surface they smiled and agreed with Ji Lin.

Who let him have a big boss like Dongfang Hou behind him?

Top 100 at the same level in five days.

Everyone knows that it is possible for such a being to ascend to the holy position in a few years, or even have the slightest hope of becoming a heavenly saint!

Although this chance is small, it is a world of difference compared to them.

Xu Ziyun and the other three are the disciples of the guarding teacher. Logically speaking, they are the most outstanding beings in their class, but at this moment they did not contradict Ji Lin or steal his limelight.

"What Brother Ji said is absolutely true. In fact, the path of a saint is indeed ever-changing."

Ruan BuTong said loudly:

"Let's just say that Fang Chen swallowed the pure-blooded Bodhi and received the same treatment as the core disciples, but what was the result?"

"In the end, he died on the battlefield for five days and only experienced a few battles."

Ji Lin grinned.

Everyone was sighing.

Fang Chen's strength really left a deep impression on them before Dongfang Hou was born.

Although they thought at that time that Fang Chen's strength was far from the level of a core disciple, let alone a Qiyang student.

But in the early stages of Qi collection in the Human Race Academy, they really thought that Fang Chen was already invincible.

A being with such a great future failed to survive the first time he entered the Five-Day Battlefield, which indirectly proved the difference between fighting with skill and fighting to the death.

"Just because the Saints of Mercy Mountain never go to the Five-Day Battlefield, they usually only have a little bit of fighting experience, so they die so easily when they encounter a death duel."

"Everyone should take this as a warning. The path to becoming a saint is to get stronger as you fight!"

Ji Lin sighed:

"In the past, we all went through hardships in the five-day battlefield before we achieved what we have today. We must never forget our original intention."

"What Classmate Ji said is very reasonable. Don't forget your original intention. Let's encourage each other."

Ruan Bu said.

People like Cai Sixiu and others who had been promoted to the Qi-Collecting Sainthood sighed a little because of these words and nodded in agreement.

Although he was still in the semi-saint realm, he was not in a good mood, but he was still thinking about these words, trying to regain his original intention and high fighting spirit.

Mei Daoguang, who was standing not far from them, looked a little out of place, but at this moment he also showed a faint smile, thinking of the goal set a hundred years ago.

Become a student of Qiyang!

"Senior Brother Fang, it's a pity that the teacher doesn't like me entering the Five-Day Battlefield. Otherwise, I would go in with you this time to have a look at the scene inside."

"You have been promoted to the holy position of Qi collection, so you can calm down for the time being. Our sage books at Mercy Mountain are never-ending. It is better than going to the Five-Day Battlefield."

"That's true."

Fang Chen and Wang Chongsong were chatting while passing by Ji Lin and others.

Ji Lin, who had a smile on his face, suddenly turned stiff and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Lu Jiuwan, Ruan BuTong and others also showed a hint of astonishment and looked at Fang Chen blankly.

"Why is he still alive!?"

Mei Daoguang stood up straight.

"Just send it here, go back and study hard, Xiao Wang."

Fang Chen patted Wang Chongsong on the shoulder.

"Then I wish Senior Brother Fang a triumphant return!"

Wang Chongsong bowed his hands and then drove away through the air in the interior.

Everyone stared at Fang Chen blankly. For a long time, Cai Sixiu and Lu Jiuwan looked at each other, came to Fang Chen together, exchanged a few words with each other, and then suddenly asked:

"Classmate Fang, the last time I saw your name dimmed in the Five-Day Battlefield, and I didn't see you coming out of the battlefield afterwards, what happened?" (End of Chapter)