Chapter 618 The Birth of a True King (First Update)
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An Lin got tired of using Emperor Ziwei's spells and started to greet him directly with his fists.
Fists as big as sandbags landed on Emperor Ziwei with great force, setting off waves of golden air and making the Fairy Spirit Tower tremble slightly.
This is the legendary tower earthquake.
Emperor Ziwei had been beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his clothes were disheveled. He still looked like the emperor of heaven.
When had he ever been beaten so badly? From birth to now, he has always been in the Long Aotian mode. He was the only one who beat others violently, so it was not anyone else's turn to beat him violently.
But now... An Lin made him experience the feeling of being beaten violently. And he was still unable to resist, and he was beaten violently with all his demeanor, as if he had fallen from the clouds to hell...
"How's it going? Doesn't it feel good to be pressed against the ground and rubbed against it? Huh?"
An Lin dropped his fist while venting his negative emotions.
This might be retribution... Ziwei thought to herself.
Finally, he could no longer bear the repeated violent bombardments, and his body began to collapse.
When An Lin saw this scene, he looked startled and stopped attacking.
"You won, Classmate An Lin." Emperor Ziwei said with a smile.
Even though he looked extremely miserable, he was still graceful and elegant.
An Lin bowed: "Senior Ziwei, this is just a competition, you don't mind doing this, right?"
He was very uneasy now. Although everything was for the mission, it was a fact that he beat Ziwei violently! After provoking such a superior being, if Emperor Ziwei settles the score in the fall, then he will take care of the rhythm of the pill!
"It's just a small competition, and you defeated me with your strength, so I'm not that stingy." Emperor Ziwei looked at An Lin with a faint look of expectation, "Your strength surprised me. I'm looking forward to it." How you behave afterwards.”
An Lin felt that Emperor Ziwei was very considerate.
Well...after being beaten up, he praised me in turn, how nice!
Emperor Ziwei's spiritual thoughts completely dissipated.
On the ninety-ninth floor of the Fairy Tower, An Lin stood alone, like an undefeated God of War.
The sunlight fell on him through the window, covering him with a layer of golden light, making that figure even taller and majestic in the eyes of everyone.
"Emperor Ziwei lost. The emperor of heaven lost like this. Even now, I still can't believe it. How did An Lin do it?"
"Anshen really won! He really did it!"
"The Immortal Spirit Pagoda was cleared by An Lin alone. This is a big event. This is an absolutely big event. It is enough to spread throughout Heaven and even Kyushu!"
"I'm so lucky to have witnessed this great moment!"
"Skipping class to come here to watch the game is the wisest decision I made this year!"
"Kakaka..."
Some students even took out their mobile phones or photo-taking tools and took photos of the figure in the water pattern.
"An Lin, An Lin..."
Some idiot fan started shouting An Lin's name.
Gradually, more and more people began to echo, and the voices gradually gathered into a wave.
"An Lin! An Lin..."
Finally, the cry of "An Lin" resounded through the sky.
This is the most direct emotional expression made by the students towards the man who fell down time and time again and stood up again and again, who was tenacious and unyielding and always insisted on fighting.
At this moment, An Lin is the well-deserved God of War in their hearts!
Xu Xiaolan looked at the shouts around her and laughed sincerely, with a beautiful smile.
At this moment, she felt proud.
Even at the top of the Fairy Tower, An Lin heard the shouts on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart.
He won...he really did it! Defeated the seemingly invincible enemy!
Did these battles help him a lot? That is naturally huge! And the benefits are immeasurable.
Being able to fight against powerful people who have comprehended the realm of the divine way, or even against powerful people who have already merged with the way, can not only greatly improve their combat ability, but also maximize the power of the realm of the way, which will be helpful for building their own way in the future. It's extremely helpful.
Suddenly, An Lin thought of something again.
The ninety-ninth floor has been cleared, and Emperor Ziwei was defeated by him. What about the reward for the ninety-ninth floor? !
Oh My God!
Emperor Ziwei just disappeared without a word. Not to mention inheritance, he didn't give any benefits.
Isn't this... so irresponsible? !
At this moment, Bai Zhong had appeared in front of An Lin and said excitedly: "Congratulations to An Lin for passing the test on the last level of the Fairy Tower and completing an unprecedented feat. You are the glory of heaven, your The deeds will be spread throughout Heaven! Even throughout the Nine Provinces!"
An Lin looked at Bai Zhong with a dark look on his face: "I don't care about this fame."
Bai Zhong looked at An Lin in confusion: "Why...Classmate An Lin, you seem a little unhappy?"
"I just want to ask, after I passed the ninety-ninth floor, where did my inheritance go?" An Lin said expressionlessly.
Bai Zhong trembled all over, and his old face twitched slightly.
He suddenly came to his senses, yes...this was passing the ninety-ninth level. Such an awesome feat, where is the inheritance? Even if there is no inheritance, there should be rewards, right?
But... no one told him what the reward would be for passing the ninety-ninth floor!
After all, no one could even get through the 98th floor before...
"This question... is a good one!" Bai Zhong clapped his hands and said happily.
An Lin: "???"
"So what?" An Lin asked.
"Well... let's talk about this question later... let's talk about it later..." Bai Zhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Who?" An Lin said solemnly.
Bai Zhong was confused: "What?"
"Forget it..." An Lin looked bored, "Send me out."
Bai Zhong: "..."
So his cheerful congratulations ended in such an inexplicable atmosphere?
Bai Zhong felt very upset.
An Lin finally appeared outside the Immortal Spirit Tower, like a king's return, and was warmly welcomed by friends and tens of thousands of students.
"An Lin, is your wound okay?" Xu Xiaolan came over, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and her white and tender fingers gently stroked the blood hole in An Lin's chest.
The blood hole was no longer bleeding under the self-healing of Qingmu Changsheng Gongfa.
"Don't worry, it's just a minor injury."
An Lin smiled and rubbed Xu Xiaolan's head, with a warm smile on his face.
"An Lin, your performance really broke the limit of my imagination!" Tang Ximen also came over, excitedly speaking, with a hint of heat in his eyes.
He didn't expect that there would be a day when he would admire his junior.
"It's the salted fish that limits your imagination." Xu Xiaolan pouted.
"An Lin, you made Senior Tang, the salted fish, want to turn over again!" Xuanyuan Cheng praised with a look of relief.
Tang Ximen's face was dark when he heard this: "When did I become a salted fish? How do you talk to the senior?"
Everyone laughed.
The teacher and the students slowly dispersed in a mood of excitement and satisfaction.
The East Wing Sword Immortal looked at An Lin with great emotion, with praise and admiration in his eyes. An Lin did what he could never do, and it was impossible not to admire him.
This journey to the Fairy Tower came to an end just like this.
But those legendary stories are destined to be remembered.
Xuanyuan Cheng, who saved the sages, Su Qianyun, who made steady progress, Xu Xiaolan, who shone brilliantly, Liu Qianhuan, who survived the calamity, and even Tang Ximen, who won all the way, all of their deeds are talked about by everyone.
Of course, there is also An Lin, who beat up the True God Hedao and opened up the 99th floor of the Immortal Spirit Tower.
His appearance directly brought the story of the Immortal Spirit Tower to its peak, turning it into a legendary deed that could spread across the nine states and was widely circulated in the world.