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Chapter 41: Leaving the Academy(1/2)

Outside Haoran Building.

Chen Luo was teleported out.

Everyone's eyes were on him.

Fengshen is handsome, heroic, and a junior in the Tongxuan Realm. He can persist in Haoran Tower for such a long time and reach the eighth floor. His potential is shocking to the whole world.

In the past, everyone knew Chen Luo because he was Jiang Fuyao's Taoist companion. Now everyone knows Chen Luo because he is extremely talented.

"What a pity!"

Lin Qingqing's face looked a little disappointed. She hoped that Chen Luo could climb to the top of Haoran Tower.

Zhang Bailing said solemnly: "It seems that Chen Luo has not been recognized by Haoran Tower."

Luo Yunxi curled his lips, "There is something wrong with Haoran Tower. They actually gave up Chen Luo and chose Qin Changqing."

Chu Yuan saw Chen Luo appearing outside Haoran Building and said contemptuously: "Haha, I thought you could be so powerful that you didn't stop at the eighth floor."

Chu Qinglong was a little unhappy, "That guy Qin Changqing can actually get to the ninth floor."

Gu Qingying stood up. There was not much divine substance left in the world. She looked at Haoran Tower, "Qin Changqing is known as the Sword Master. He is indeed qualified to climb to the top!"

Qin Changqing is lower profile than Chu Yuan. As the holy son of the Changsheng Sect, he is definitely not weak.

Chen Luo shocked everyone even more, making big moves on every floor.

Everyone originally believed he could reach the top.

Unexpectedly, he stopped at the eighth floor.

Chen Luo just came out.

You Zizai came to him.

Meng Cangsheng smiled and introduced: "Chen Luo, this is the dean of our Haoran Academy. You can call him Mr. You."

"You Lao."

Chen Luo bowed and saluted.

You Zizai reached out and patted Chen Luo's arm. It was very light but very powerful. "With a strong heart, a breeze on your sleeves, and good luck, you will have a bright future."

"Old auspicious words of honor."

Chen Luo humbly handed over his hand.

He knew that the old man in front of him was very strong.

Jiang Fuyao floated down. Chen Luo saw senior sister coming and felt a little ashamed, "Senior sister, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

"You don't have to apologize to me." Jiang Fuyao had a smile on her pretty face and gentle eyes.

At the Zhongzhou meeting, among so many geniuses, Chen Luo was able to stand out. Jiang Fuyao was very satisfied with his performance and was proud of him.

You Lao nodded and said meaningfully: "You understand the Haoran Sword Intent, which is a hundred times stronger than the Haoran Qi obtained by the ancestor."

In Haoran Academy.

The ancestor's awe-inspiring energy is the strongest.

The Haoran Qi that Chen Luo absorbed was not strong, but the power they condensed was very strong.

Jiang Fuyao bowed slightly, with a smile on his pretty face, "Mr. You, if anything happens later, you can send a message to Tianjian Sect. Junior brother and I have other things to do, so I'll leave first."

Chen Luo originally wanted to discuss chess skills with Lin Daoyuan, but when he heard his senior sister said something was wrong, he did not hesitate and prepared to leave with her.

Lin Daoyuan looked at Chen Luo with some reluctance. He smiled enthusiastically and said: "My little friend, when I am free from now on, I will definitely come to Tianjian Sect to discuss chess skills with you."

"no problem."

Chen Luo smiled and nodded.

Jiang Fuyao reached out and held Chen Luo's hand.

They soared into the sky.

The juniors nearby can only envy him.

Lin Qingqing felt a little regretful, "Why did Sister Xianzi and Senior Brother Chen leave?"

Zhang Bailing said solemnly: "Chen Luo cut off Sun Wang's arm. That is the holy son of the Shadow Sect. If you don't leave, you will be in trouble."

"I see."

Lin Qingqing looked forward to it, "I hope to see them again in the future."

She has gained a lot and benefited a lot from following Chen Luo and Jiang Fuyao these days.

Chu Qinglong's eyes were hot, "If I have a chance in the future, I want to have a drink with Chen Luo."

Luo Yunxi covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, "I wonder what kind of cute little girl Jiang Fuyao and Chen Luo will have together."

"There's something wrong with you."

Gu Qingying stayed away from Luo Yunxi.

Chen Luo and Jiang Fuyao left Haoran Academy, and everyone was still discussing them.

Jiang Fuyao's terrifying strength and Chen Luo's terrifying potential are the envy of all forces.

Chu Yuan was jealous with jealousy. He was a born supreme and had enjoyed great success since childhood, but now he was robbed of the limelight. "Chen Luo, just wait for me."



Sea of ​​clouds.

A vast expanse of white.

Chen Luo looked at Jiang Fuyao's beautiful face, not seeing her for one day was like three autumns.

He rubbed the senior sister's smooth and jade-like hands with his thumb, "Senior sister, you are so beautiful."

"You have such a discerning eye."

Jiang Fuyao's delicate hands exerted force.

Chen Luo's ADHD was cured by her.

Jiang Fuyao asked softly: "Haoran Tower has been waiting for you to reach the eighth floor. As long as you are willing, Haoran Tower will definitely choose you."

Chen Luo is extremely talented.

He is the genius chosen by Haoran Lou.

Chen Luo shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Senior sister, I can't have the world in my heart."

"I can't do it either."

Jiang Fuyao didn't blame Chen Luo.

Chen Luo couldn't care about the world. What he thought about most was his senior sister. Now he wanted to become stronger and fight side by side with his senior sister. He hoped that one day he could take his senior sister back to the original world and show it to his parents.

Outside Nanling City.

A black iron warship appeared from above the teleportation array, with the flag of Shadow Pavilion hanging on it. The warship looked like a majestic mountain.

The wind and snow were blown away.

Jiang Fuyao and Chen Luo left Haoran Academy early because they didn't want to run into Youying Pavilion, but they didn't expect to run into it on the road.

"Chen Luo!"

Sun Wang's eyes widened in anger.

Chen Luo frowned slightly. He didn't expect Sun Wang to move reinforcements so quickly, "Sister, I've caused trouble for you."

Jiang Fuyao smiled sweetly, "As long as you are happy, I'm not afraid of trouble."

There is this saying from senior sister.

Chen Luo felt particularly happy.

The black iron warship sailed towards them.

The old man in black robes stood on the bow of the ship, surrounded by black mist, and his dark green eyes looked a bit strange.

The old man from the Academy who was responsible for guarding the teleportation array was shocked, "Ghost Saint, Sikong You!"

Sikong You is the elder of Youying Pavilion. He is known as the Ghost Saint. He is one of the top ten saints in Zhongzhou. He is stronger than the Sword Saint Ouyang Tuo and is a saint at the pinnacle of the Hedao Realm.

Behind Sikong You, there are two old men with white hair and childlike faces. They both have red hair, and their appearance is a bit strange.

They carried a strong smell of blood, as if they had stepped out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Xue Ming, Xue Sha, it's actually them. Shadow Pavilion actually sent three saints from the Hedao realm!" The old man in the academy looked shocked.

When they saw Sun Wang leaving in embarrassment with a broken arm, they guessed that Shadow Pavilion would not give up. However, they did not expect that they would send three saints, whose combat power was enough to destroy a second-rate immortal cultivating force.

Sikong You walked in the air, surrounded by black mist. Xue Ming and Xue Sha were separated on both sides, forming an angle. The three saints released powerful pressure at the same time, and the academy disciples near the teleportation array were trembling.

Jiang Fuyao couldn't help but laugh, "When I asked you to support the top of the North, you hesitated to send out two saints. Now you actually send out three saints. It's interesting."

Sikong You's eyes were sinister, and his slender fingers were like eagle claws, "Our Holy Son of Shadow Pavilion was seriously injured, and we need an explanation."
To be continued...
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