Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Chapter 2167 I already inquired about it before I came here

The Qiyang Hall assessment has ended, and everyone has returned to the platform. A curtain falls in the sky, and on it is the battle information of each saint on the battlefield for the next five days.

It's just that the saints from all sides were still immersed in the battle just now and didn't care much about it, and had heated discussions with the saints around them.

"I said that Fang Chen must have some kind of magical power to restrain the divine light of the year, otherwise Tai Haowei wouldn't have died so easily!"

"I have the same idea as you. The age-determining divine light will not fail easily unless something is invisibly restraining it."

"It's really a pity for Tai Haowei this time. If his assessor hadn't been Fang Chen, he might have had a chance to become one of the Qiyang Hall."

Hearing this, Lie Chengzhu and Xia Ji looked at each other and smiled. The latter smiled lightly and said:

"It's hard to say. Regardless of whether Tai Haowei can pass the Qiyang Hall examination, as long as he wants to become a Qiyang student, he has to push down the 100th ranked Qiyang student."

The saints were startled for a moment, then suddenly realized one after another.

Ranked 100th, isn't it Fang Chen?

Therefore, Tai Haowei could never get around this person, and the outcome was already doomed.

…

"Brother Fang, what a great trick!"

"Fortunately, our cultivation level is far inferior to that of Brother Fang, otherwise our confidence would be severely damaged if we meet an opponent like Brother Fang."

The saints near Fang Chen came forward to congratulate him one after another, their eyes full of sighs.

While congratulating each other, he also introduced himself, and everyone was considered acquainted.

If we have the chance to meet outside in the future, we will be considered acquaintances.

"Classmate Fang, I asked you why you are so calm and composed. It turns out that you have magical powers to deal with the age-fixing divine light. I wonder if it is the age-fixing divine light?"

Zhao Yuqing was a little excited and curious:

"I heard that the divine light of last year can counteract the divine light of the new year and can offset the latter's miraculous power."

"I haven't comprehended the divine light of past years. I think it's because the divine light of age-fixing that Taihaowei comprehended is not yet mature enough and is not as effective as imagined."

Fang Chen smiled.

Not enough?

Zhao Yuqing thought about it carefully, and then suddenly realized:

"Yes, that should be the case. Tai Haowei's background is far different from yours. Although we are all at the same level, the gap between you and him is not even the gap between the middle stage of gas extraction and the early stage of gas extraction. Pass.

If the magical power has only been realized recently and the fire is not enough, it is indeed easy to fail. "

Speaking of this, Zhao Yuqing's eyes were filled with emotion:

"He is also unlucky. A few years ago, with the magical power of age-determining light, he would have been able to occupy a place in Qiyang Hall.

Now that he died in your hands, many people in Qiyang Hall are probably relieved. "

At this time, golden light fell from the sky, and the saints nearby were taken away one by one by the golden light.

Zhao Yuqing and Fang Chen were also shrouded in golden light.

When the former saw this, he cupped his hands and said:

"Classmate Fang, I wish you success in the next ten battles!"

After saying this, she was taken away by Jin Mang.

Fang Chen was also brought into the void by the golden light.

His opponent arrived at almost the same time as him.

The inner scene of the two people was like a blazing sun, illuminating the place, and the light was still extending in all directions of the void.

"Well, this is Yu Wenshang from Jinlun Academy."

The opponent looked at Fang Chen with a complicated expression and cupped his hands, his words were quite gentle.

Jinlun Academy? The Supreme Alliance of Spiritual Vault...

Fang Chen nodded slightly, cupped his hands and said:

"Xuanhui Academy, Fang Chen."

"I know, I just finished watching your assessment of Tai Haowei."

Yu Wenshang nodded, and then said:

"The competition between you and me shouldn't be about life and death, right?"

"You are not from the Xi tribe, are you?"

Fang Chen said.

"no."

Yu Wenshang immediately shook his head: "Only your Qing Ming Supreme Alliance has the existence of the Xi Clan, and our Ling Qiong Supreme Alliance does not have the Xi Clan."

"Then there's no need to differentiate between life and death, just victory or defeat."

After a cup of tea.

Yu Wenshang raised his hand with admiration:

"Brother Fang is still more skilled. I'm willing to accept the defeat. I'll try again next time if I have a chance."

"It's easy to talk about."

Fang Chen smiled and cupped his hands.

After a while, Yuwen Shang was sent out of the void and returned to the platform.

There happened to be several Qiyang students waiting nearby, and they all gathered around when they saw this.

"Yu Wenshang, how are you? Lose or win?"

One of the Qiyang students asked curiously.

Yu Wenshang rolled his eyes:

"What else? He can at least be ranked in the top eighty in Qiyang Hall. I am only ninety-nine. Can I be his opponent?

Of course he lost. "

"It seems that our estimate was correct, his strength is indeed much higher than mine.

If you can rank eighty, the gap between you and ninety-nine is a bit big, so it's normal for you to lose. "

"Hey, I've already fallen to the 100th place. If I lose a few more times... I still risk being eliminated."

Yu Wenshang was a little sad.

The competition in Qiyang Hall is too fierce.

When he thought about the glory he once had in Qiyang Hall, he could not imagine how much gossip and cynicism would be behind his back if he was eliminated.

"Who makes me inferior in skills? I can only work harder."

Yuwen Shang's eyes gradually became firm.

During this five-day battlefield, many people were paying attention to Fang Chen's movements.

Due to the battle between Qiyang students, there will be no battle replay, and ordinary saints cannot see the details at all.

So they could only record Fang Chen's next victory through the big curtain in the sky.

"The opponents are getting stronger and stronger..."

Dongfang Hou's body flashed and appeared on the platform. The aura on his body was a little ups and downs, which was obviously a sign of excessive exertion.

Fortunately, although his opponent was difficult this time, he still won.

Then he looked up and found Fang Chen's name. Seeing that his opponent's name was dimmed again, he couldn't help but sigh softly:

"He won again. Including this one, he has won five games, and his ranking has reached ninety-fifth..."

Fortunately, his record is not weak either, and Fang Chen's presence makes him even more motivated!

Time passes little by little.

As the battles ended one after another, Mei Daoguang, Ji Lin, Cai Sixiu, and other human saints who had been paying attention to Fang Chen all discovered that Fang Chen had won nine games in a row without knowing it.

"His ranking has risen to ninety-one!"

Mei Daoguang made some calculations, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy.

Not to mention the ranking of ninety-one, even the number one hundred was a bit ethereal and difficult to touch for him.

"Don't worry about him. Sooner or later he will encounter a stronger existence, and he is still in danger of death. Whoever survives to the end will be the winner."

Thinking of this, Mei Daoguang felt a little more relaxed.

"Is Fang Chen planning to win ten games in a row? I seem to have heard that every time Qiyang Hall's ranking rises a few places, there will be rewards?"

"I guess Fang Chen will get a lot of rewards this time. I wonder if the academy behind him will also benefit."

Saints from all sides sighed secretly in their hearts.

And in Qiyang Hall, the students who were in the same realm as Fang Chen also vaguely saw Fang Chen's ambition.

…

"Xuanhui Academy, Fang Chen."

Fang Chen cupped his hands and smiled.

The other party is his last opponent in this five-day battlefield.

If he defeats this person, he will get two pure-blood Bodhisattva.

"Danling Academy, Guo Hong."

The opponent's face was expressionless and his eyes were cold.

Fang Chen suddenly became interested:

"Are you a relative of Guo Zhenshou?"