Chapter 589 Senior Tang and the Fairy Tower

The students who didn't know what was going on were all terrified when they saw the terrifying sword slash.

Even those who were familiar with Xu Xiaolan and An Lin found it incredible.

"Oh my God, is An Lin having a conflict with Xiaolan?" Su Qianyun covered her mouth and looked at what happened on the mountain with a surprised look.

"I think there must be something fishy about this. Didn't they have a good relationship before?" Xuanyuan Cheng looked thoughtful.

Liu Qianhuan, who witnessed the development of the whole incident, smiled faintly: "He is asking for death... Who would ask others to chop him after practicing a magical skill? It's no wonder that Xiaolan would be angry if he expressed his joy in this way."

"No one cares whether classmate An Lin is dead or not?" Tang Ximen said in shock.

Everyone rolled their eyes at Tang Ximen and said nothing.

Tang Ximen: "..."

In the smoke and dust, An Lin's figure appeared again, his clothes were tattered, but there were no scars on his skin.

"Stop... Xiaolan, it's really okay."

As soon as they met, he immediately waved his hand.

After Xu Xiaolan's sword was infused with the power of the Vermillion Bird bloodline, its power was so terrifying that it was almost comparable to the attack methods of the Return to Void Realm, but even so, it could not leave any scars on An Lin's body.

"No way, it's okay like this?" Xu Xiaolan was really shocked this time.

She raised her eyebrows, and the dragon bird in her hand hummed again, and a more terrifying aura began to dissipate.

"Wait!" At this moment, an uncle with thick eyebrows and big eyes appeared beside Xu Xiaolan and began to stop her, "Don't fight, it's not good to hurt flowers and plants in such a fight. If you really want to fight and flirt, you should go outside the school."

Xu Xiaolan's pretty face blushed at this sentence, and she silently put away her long sword.

Seeing this, An Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief and cast a thankful look at Vice Principal Yuhua.

Vice Principal Yuhua glanced at An Lin and warned: "Next time you collapse a mountain, you will have to pay for it!"

An Lin's face twitched slightly when he heard this. Why are you looking at me and saying this? Shouldn't you say it to Xu Xiaolan?

The farce soon died down, and everyone left with some reluctance.

"I didn't expect that classmate Xu Xiaolan was so strong. The elegance of that sword was much more powerful than our sword fairy teacher..."

"Senior An Lin is really thick-skinned. He took the sword head-on and was not injured."

"What's the use? He didn't fight back. It's really boring. Where is my An Shen who always fights against the world?"

"I feel the same. I want to see them fight each other. It must be very exciting..."

"I think Senior An Lin's style has changed since the Freedom War. He has been a coward all the way!"

"Could An Shen have obtained the inheritance of the turtle?"

"Bullshit! He is so powerful. He must have inherited the Xuanwu level at least..."

...

Xu Xiaolan came to An Lin's side and stretched out her scallion-white fingers to poke the muscle. It was a little hard and a little elastic. It felt no different from usual.

She asked curiously, "What magical power did you practice? How can it be so powerful?"

An Lin smiled proudly and puffed out his chest: "This is called the body of the god of war!"

Xu Xiaolan rolled her eyes: "What a tacky name."

Then, she asked again: "The skin is so thick, can you still feel pain?"

"Of course, when you cut me just now, it hurt, but there is no scar." An Lin was telling the truth. There is no necessary connection between pain and whether the skin is broken.

He was still thinking that he would be comforted by Xu Xiaolan after saying this.

Unexpectedly, Xu Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Not bad..."

An Lin: "???"

The strange phenomenon of heaven and earth brought by An Lin's cultivation of the body of the god of war once again caused a sensation on campus and aroused widespread heated discussion.

As the person involved, An Lin had already returned to his residence with Xu Xiaolan and others.

In order to celebrate his successful exit, he once again held a frying pan banquet.

Actually, this can't be called coming out of seclusion, after all, he just kept on breathing, and then he cultivated a magical skill...

An Lin hasn't tried the real seclusion yet, and there's no need for him to try.

At the frying pan hot pot banquet.

"The fairy tower on campus will be open tomorrow, for three days. Do you want to go?" Tang Ximen asked while eating.

"Fairy tower? What is that?" An Lin looked confused.

Xuanyuan Cheng smiled gently and said, "An Lin, you didn't know the news during the days of seclusion, so let me tell you."

"The Immortal Spirit Tower is in a forbidden area on our campus. There are wisps of fighting divine thoughts from the sages of various generations in the Heavenly Court. Students can release their divine thoughts to enter the tower and fight with these powerful people. Generally speaking, only fifth-year students have one chance to enter the Immortal Spirit Tower before graduation. However, as long as the juniors and seniors reach the late stage of spiritual cultivation, they can also be allowed to participate as an exception."

An Lin heard this and asked curiously, "What are the benefits of entering the Immortal Spirit Tower and fighting with the sages?"

"The Immortal Spirit Tower has a total of ninety-nine floors. Every time you go up a floor, you can get extra spirit stones and elixirs rewarded by the Heavenly Court." Tang Ximen said with a smile.

"Anything else?" The rich An didn't care about these.

Tang Ximen saw An Lin's expression and his face twitched slightly: "As long as you successfully pass the eightieth floor, your identity can be recorded in the campus Hall of Fame and be passed down through the ages."

"Oh, I was inducted into the Hall of Fame when I was a freshman. Are there any others?" An Lin was inducted as an exception at that time, and he had no feelings about it.

Tang Ximen held back a mouthful of blood, and finally thought about it, and said: "If you are extremely talented and get the recognition of the battle consciousness of the sages above the 80th level, there is a certain chance to obtain their life-long magic inheritance."

An Lin finally became interested when he heard this, and his eyes lit up.

"Senior Tang, which level did you break into at that time?" Su Qianyun looked at Tang Ximen curiously and spoke softly.

Tang Ximen smiled proudly: "I am not talented, but I broke into the 70th level at that time! Ranked first in the third year."

"Oh..."

There was a burst of exclamation in the room.

"That's because in the third year, apart from him, only Zuo Qiubing was in the late stage of Yuling. The two of them participated in the competition and won first place." Liu Qianhuan told the truth without mercy.

"Hush..."

There was a burst of disgust in the room.

Tang Ximen: "..."

"Then Senior Sister Liu, you were a senior at that time, right? Which floor did you reach?" Su Qianyun turned to look at the pretty girl beside him and asked curiously.

"The eighty-seventh floor." Liu Qianhuan curled his lips and said helplessly.

"Oh... so amazing!"

There was another exclamation in the room.

"Much better than Senior Tang!"

"You can't say that about Senior Tang, after all, he is only in the late stage of spiritual cultivation."

"That's right, we are at least half a step into the spirit, so we can at least reach the seventieth floor, finally a little bottom."

"Let's set the goal at the eightieth floor and strive to enter the Hall of Fame."

"Yes, Senior Tang can reach the seventieth floor, why can't we reach the eightieth floor?"

Xu Xiaolan, Su Qianyun, Xuanyuan Cheng and others looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Tang Ximen burst into tears, and his heart was hit repeatedly.

Can you still talk properly? Do you have to hit people like this!

At the same time, he was filled with regret. Why did he pretend to be so arrogant in front of this group of evildoers?

Everyone ate and talked, and finally decided to go to the Fairy Tower tomorrow. After all, it was a good opportunity, so why not waste it?