Chapter 85 Breaking Through the Sixth Floor

Using force with his palm, Lu Fan pulled out the martial arts inside from the Nether Fire bit by bit. The terrifying Netherfire didn't do much harm to Lu Fanzhao.

Lu Fan's stellar energy has a tenacity that far surpasses the strength of the stellar force. Coupled with the blood skin of the dragon and the golden body of the fire, the nether fire gives Lu Fan the feeling that it is a bit hot, that's all.

Han Feng got up quickly and watched Lu Fan draw out his martial arts.

The moment he drew out his martial skill, Nether Fire disappeared without a trace like a phantom. Lu Fan looked at the cover of the martial arts, and read aloud: "Liuguang Shenfa."

Han Feng stepped forward, flipped the martial arts to the last page, pointed to the two blue lines on the book, and said: "The martial arts of the Martial Arts Academy will use this kind of pattern to mark the martial arts and martial arts. The colors are yellow, blue, and green. There are four kinds of red and gold. One blue is a low-level spirit-level martial skill, two are middle-level spiritual-level martial arts, and three are high-level spiritual-level martial arts. If it is an earth-level martial skill, then it is a red tattoo."

Lu Fan nodded understandingly.

Holding this book of martial arts in his hand, he was about to find another one.

But at this moment, the huge silver puppet spoke, twisting its shiny silver bald head, and said with a buzzing voice: "Every person can only hold one martial skill per floor. If you don't want this martial skill, please give it to me." It throws, and then you can choose another."

Lu Fan let out an oh, and changed hands to throw out the martial arts.

But at this moment, a man and a woman next to him said at the same time: "Wait a minute."

Lu Fan turned to look at the two of them, and said, "What's the matter?"

A man and a woman stepped forward, and the man said: "I am Jin Feiyu from Thunder Academy. She is Fenghua from Kongtong Academy. You must have heard of our names."

Lu Fan said indifferently: "Lu Fan of the Yuanyuan, he is my senior brother Han Feng. I'm sorry, I really don't know the two of you. What's the matter with you?"

Jin Feiyu and Feng Hua were taken aback when they heard that Lu Fan was actually from the Yuanyuan.

Jin Feiyu frowned and said, "Can people from the Yuanyuan also enter the practice tower?"

This sentence made Lu Fan and Han Feng look slightly unhappy.

Jin Feiyu and Fenghua looked at each other, and when they heard that Lu Fan and Han Feng were actually members of the Yuanyuan, their faces became more arrogant.

Jin Feiyu said: "That's all. It doesn't matter which branch you are from. Since you can go up to the fifth floor of this practice tower, you must have some skills. I think since you can not be afraid of this ghost fire, I would like to ask you to do me a favor, help us get two This is a high-level martial skill at the spiritual level. In return, I can give you some medicinal materials, money, or other compensation."

Feng Hua also stood up and said: "Jin Feiyu and I are both ranked in the top 30 of the Martial Arts Ranking, and we are quite famous in the Martial Arts Academy. As long as you are willing to help us, if you have anything to do in the Martial Arts Academy, you can come to me in the future." Help. That's my promise to you."

Lu Fan said calmly, "I think, I'm afraid I don't need your help with anything."

Han Feng picked his nostrils next to him and said, "You two are so annoying. After finishing talking, you should get out of here. Junior brother Lu Fan, quickly throw away the martial arts in your hand. Find a high-level martial skill at the spiritual level."

Both Fenghua and Jin Feiyu's complexions darkened.

Lu Fan was also too lazy to care about these two people with a sense of superiority. He only has one hour, so hurry up and find martial arts.

Just about to throw away the martial arts in his hand, Jin Feiyu suddenly grabbed his arm.

"Wait a minute, are you really going to stop thinking about it? You're going to risk offending two top 30 fighters in the martial arts list, and you don't want to do us a favor?"

Lu Fan's Gang Qi transformed into Gang Jin in an instant, and twenty times the majestic Gang Jin covered his arms, directly bouncing Jin Feiyu a few steps away.

Lu Fan looked at him and said, "First, you are not a strong person. Second, if you were really asking for help, you wouldn't talk to me in this tone. Just like what my brother said, now, where should you go?" Where are you going? If you want martial arts, go get it yourself!"

After finishing speaking, Lu Fan threw out the mid-level spirit-level martial skill in his hand. Feng Hua just wanted to ask Lu Fan to forget about this martial arts book, but Lu Fan didn't give her a chance to speak at all.

The moment the martial skill was thrown, a black flame quickly gathered in the surrounding air to wrap the martial skill.

The next moment, a new ghost fireball appeared and flew up.

Jin Feiyu said coldly to Lu Fan: "You will regret it."

Fenghua left with a flick of her sleeves and went directly to the fourth floor. She didn't have much time, since she couldn't get any martial arts on the fifth floor, she had to go back to the fourth floor to get a book quickly.

Jin Feiyu was not reconciled to leaving like this, and stood still trying to find a way.

Lu Fan and Han Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them. In an instant, Lu Fan jumped up again. This time Lu Fan struck out with both hands and directly caught two fireballs.

Just like before, draw out the martial skill. Han Feng leaned over quickly and watched carefully.

"It's two more mid-level spirit-level martial arts books. Damn, where are the high-level spirit-level martial arts books?"

Lu Fan shook his head, threw out his martial arts, and continued to struggle.

After a stick of incense time passed, Lu Fan suddenly saw a fireball that was obviously running faster than the others.

Stepping on the sole of his foot in mid-air, Lu Fan used a bit of Qi refiner's skills to wrap the fireball with wind force, and then firmly grasped the fireball in his hand.

With anticipation, Lu Fan took out the exercises in the fireball. He didn't even bother to read the cover, so he turned to the end, and the three tattoos came into view.

"Haha, the first high-level spiritual book."

Han Feng moved his head closer, with a frenzied light in his eyes.

Only then did Lu Fan look at the cover, and there were four huge characters: "Longyang Body Training Art."

Frowning slightly, this seems to be a body training method. A book of spiritual-level body training exercises is not very useful to Lu Fan now.

The flaming golden body he knows is also a spiritual level martial skill. Although it is a bit low, it is barely enough, plus the dragon blood skin and scale armor. He has a lot of defensive powers, and it would be a waste to spend time cultivating physical exercises.

What Lu Fan wanted was a good boxing book. With the Wuji Refining Divine Art as a base, if he can get a high-level spirit-level boxing technique to practice and integrate, his attacking sharpness will be greatly improved.

Senior Brother Han Feng took the martial arts and looked at them quickly, and when he saw one of the sentences: "Xu Longyang body refining martial artist, vitality and blood, strong masculinity, night royal hundred women, golden spear can not fall."

Senior Brother Han Feng immediately made a decision: "Junior Brother Lu Fan, I want this book. It's all right, just this one. Haha."

Lu Fan saw that Senior Brother Han Feng's saliva was about to come down, and he tucked the book into his crotch, Senior Brother Han Feng laughed happily.

Lu Fan had always wondered if Senior Brother Han Feng had put something in the crotch that could hold things in his crotch, otherwise why would he not be able to see it from the outside with so many things in his crotch.

Shaking his head to get rid of these messy thoughts.

Lu Fan turned and walked towards the stone steps in front of him.

Han Feng shouted, "Junior Brother Lu Fan, you don't plan to go to the sixth floor, right?"

Lu Fan said calmly: "Since there is still time, why not go ahead. Senior Brother Han Feng, wait for me here."

After speaking, Lu Fan walked up the stairs, and the tyrannical storm suddenly blew Lu Fan's clothes, almost knocking Lu Fan back.

Jin Feiyu next to him said loudly: "You can't break into the sixth floor. Lu Fan of Yuanyuan."

Jin Feiyu emphasized the words of Yuanyuan aloud.

Lu Fan glanced at him, chuckled lightly, and stepped up firmly.