Chapter 1079

The three days passed slowly. When a rising sun fell in the morning of the fourth day, Zhuo Wen slowly opened the window. The three days had come. Zhuo Wen was ready to go to the arcane tower to find master LAN Miao.

When walking out of the freshmen's accommodation, Zhuo Wen found that many freshmen passing by were pointing and whispering to him.

This phenomenon made Zhuo Wen frown slightly. He didn't know why. When he walked out of the entrance of the bamboo forest, a cry rang out from the front.

"Brother Zhuo! You can calculate it."

In front of him, Canaan came to Zhuo Wen excitedly, panting and sweating on his forehead.

"Canaan! What's the matter?" Zhuo Wen asked with a frown.

Canaan looked at Zhuo Wen strangely and whispered, "brother Zhuo, you haven't gone out at all these three days?"

Zhuo Wen nodded, looked directly at Canan and said, "what's the matter? What happened these three days?"

At this point, Canaan's eyes showed a haze and said, "brother Zhuo, I heard that the palm of the imperial Pavilion is going to challenge you in the arena in four days. The news is very popular. Now, the whole college knows the news."

Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed. It seems that palm's statement that the imperial pavilion would vigorously publicize the matter three days ago is true. It's only three days, and the challenge has been spread all over the outer court.

Zhuo Wen can fully imagine that after the challenge starts in four days, it will inevitably attract countless people. At that time, the arena will definitely be a grand occasion with a dragon of people.

"It seems that the emperor Pavilion is intended to defeat Zhuo Wen in front of the whole college students and call him Yang Wei?" Zhuo Wen whispered coldly.

"It should be! This palm is really a traitor. He is clearly one of our freshmen, but he joined the imperial pavilion that persecuted our freshmen. Now he plans to help the imperial Pavilion against brother Zhuo." Canaan said angrily.

Zhuo Wen shook his head and said with a smile, "everyone has their own aspirations! Palm is new, but it's not one of us. We're not qualified to nag about joining any force, but he's going to take me Zhuo Wen Liwei. I'm afraid he chose the wrong object."

"Brother Zhuo, are you sure about the palm? It is said that the palm has made rapid progress in strength in the past six months. It has not only reached the mid-term of Tianzun, but also become the first person under the three Pavilion leaders in the imperial Pavilion. It is like the sun in the imperial Pavilion." Canaan was worried.

"Don't worry! Since I could defeat palm once, I could defeat him a second time." Zhuo Wen suddenly smiled.

"I believe brother Zhuo! Brother Zhuo, a big event has happened in the past three days. It's about people from the inner courtyard." Pang Changhong in Canaan's face is a little excited. Obviously, what he wants to say next should be quite exciting.

Zhuo Wen moved in his heart and asked, "what's the matter?"

He knew that a large part of the purpose of people coming to the inner court this time was to recruit registered disciples. If it was true, it would be good for Zhuo Wen to enter the inner court in advance, so Zhuo Wen would be so sensitive to the news of people coming to the inner court.

"Yesterday, the Dean sent a message. This time, people from Tiandu peak, one of the nine peaks in the inner courtyard, came to recruit registered disciples into Tiandu peak in the inner courtyard." Canaan was quite serious.

"Is there a limit on the number of registered disciples?" Zhuo Wen asked.

Canaan shook his head and said, "there seems to be no quota. It is said that as long as the disciples of the outer court can fulfill the requirements set by the people of Dufeng that day, they can be recruited as registered disciples."

"Oh? The requirements of Tiandu peak, did the Dean say the requirements of the people of Tiandu peak?" Zhuo Wen asked again.

"Yes! It is said that there are several requirements for registered disciples. It is said that the first one is to obtain a trace of the origin of other islands in the bitter sea. Only the disciples who complete this requirement are qualified to carry out the next requirement arranged by Tiandu peak." Canaan continued.

"Island origin? What is that?" Zhuo wenmu was puzzled and had never heard of the so-called Island origin.

Canaan shrugged helplessly and said, "I don't know what the origin of the island is, but it is said that the origin of the island is the original power of the island in the bitter sea. It is said that it can improve the qualification of martial artists."

"Moreover, all the islands in Kuhai will release the source once a year, and this source release is half a year later. Therefore, if you want to meet this first requirement, you must complete it half a year later."

"Oh? It's six months later. It seems there's still a lot of time. Canaan, I have some things to go first. I'll check the origin of the island when I finish what I'm doing." Zhuo Wen patted Canaan on the shoulder, a little apologetic.

"It's all right! Brother Zhuo, you can do your own thing. There will be four days before you compete with the palm. Brother Zhuo, you can't lose to the people who claim the imperial Pavilion. You must rub their spirit and breathe a new breath for us." Canaan waved his fists and was confident.

"Don't worry! I naturally know these. I'll go first."

After saying hello, Zhuo Wen separated from Canaan and went straight to the arcane tower. At the same time, Zhuo Wen also took out the arcane master's robe. After being accepted as a disciple by master LAN Miao at that time, the hedgerow naturally obediently handed the green robe to Zhuo Wen.

Put on the green robe, Zhuo Wen entered the square in front of the arcane tower, followed the white marble road in the center of the square, and directly entered the arcane tower.

Because he was dressed in a green robe, Zhuo Wen was unobstructed in the arcane tower. When he came to the third floor, a noise immediately attracted his attention. He saw many yellow robed arcane masters surrounded in the center of the living room.

In the encirclement, there were quite violent mental fluctuations. Obviously, it should be the conflict and collision caused by some arcane masters because of some contradictions.

Zhuo Wen was never a nosy person. He just glanced at the crowd and walked straight towards the ladder leading to the fourth floor.

"Sure enough, you're a waste. Even if you become a registered disciple of master LAN Miao, you're just a waste! Huang can, don't think you'll be relieved if you climb up the Zhuo Wen. My eldest brother Chen Xin can crush it with one finger."

A wild laugh came from the crowd. Zhuo Wen's right foot on the ladder lagged slightly and immediately put it down again. Sen Han's eyes were projected into the crowd surrounding the center of the third floor.

At the center of the crowd, there were three figures, which were vaguely divided into two sides. There was only one person on one side, dressed in yellow robes, and his eyes were full of anger.

On the other side were two people. One was dressed in a green robe and his eyes were full of rampant color. The other was dressed in a green robe with his hands around his chest, his chin raised and his eyes narrowed, as if everything around him was not in his eyes.

"I didn't expect Chen Gang to move his eldest brother Chen Xin. Huang can is really unlucky."

"It's more than bad luck. Although Huang can was accepted as a registered disciple by master LAN Miao, only registered disciples are not valued by the master. Chen Gang also saw this, so he provoked Huang can."

"Have you forgotten? Chen Xin is one of the official disciples of master dourate. His status is not comparable to that of Huang can, and Chen Gang is more reckless."

The crowd around also whispered and looked at the central man with his hands around his chest. The eyes of the old God in his green robe were full of awe and fear.

"Chen Gang! Don't go too far."

Huang can's face is red and his eyes are full of anger. Chen Gang is so obsessed that he comes to him again. He's like a brown sugar that he can't get rid of it.

"Hum! Tell the whereabouts of Zhuo Wen quickly. The boy must pay some price for hurting my brother. Otherwise, my brother can bully everyone?"

Chen Xin, standing behind Chen Gang, finally opened her eyes and spoke faintly to Huang can.

"I don't know the whereabouts of brother Zhuo. It's no use asking me." Huang can snorted coldly.

Chen Xin pinched his right hand, his eyes were slightly gloomy, and said indifferently: "it's a little heavy on friendship. Since you don't say it, I'll hit you and say it."

Then, a terrible spiritual storm swept away from behind Chen Xin. The terrible spiritual power spread like ripples in the water, making many onlookers retreat one after another and look in awe.

Huang can also steps back and looks a little pale. Chen Xin is a five-level arcane master, which is not comparable to his three-level grand round arcane master.

"Chen Xin! Master Mufeng has long stipulated that the arcane tower cannot be fought privately. As master Mufeng's next-generation disciple, you know the law and break the law." Huang can's voice is eerie.

"You say I know the law and break the law? It's ridiculous. Who are you and who am I? I don't have to abide by what you have to abide by!"

Chen Xin smiled coldly and walked towards Huang can step by step. The spiritual force filled out became more and more terrible, and the oppressive force became more and more frightening. Huang can's face became more and more white and retreated again and again.

As Huang can retreats, the surrounding circle of other arcane masters retreats one after another. They don't want to be Huang can's meat shield. They know how terrible Chen Xin is. They don't want to be harmed by Yangchi.

Boom!

Chen Xin stamped the soles of his feet. The terrible spiritual storm, like a spinning top, swept towards Huang can. It was like the power of heaven, which made many people around turn pale.

Huang can's right hand is a little eyebrow and teeth, which also releases his spiritual power. Unfortunately, his spiritual power can't be compared with Chen Xin. It's fragile.

"Ha ha! How dare the light of rice grains compete with the sun and the moon? It's ridiculous." Chen Xin sneered. The spiritual storm rolled over, and the spiritual power released by Huang can was fragile and broke directly.

Huang can's face turns white and stares at the huge spiritual storm above. He can't help but get his throat up.

Boom!

A blade of light swept out and flew out in the shape of a crescent moon. It cut on the spiritual storm. The spiritual storm that had been crushed stopped for a while and collapsed