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    Away from the virtual world and the gentle countryside, Fang Yuan was immersed in cultivation.  Judging from Ling'er's every move, she is by no means an ordinary guide. She may have a great background.  Although Fang Yuan didn¡¯t know how high Ling¡¯er¡¯s kung fu was to the Zhoutian level, he knew that it was at least the Zhoutian third level. ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the outer sect disciples, it is at?least an inner sect disciple, is a?being who can call the wind and rain.  As a man, Fang Yuan must practice diligently, strive to reach Ling'er's realm, and break into the inner door. Only then can he find her openly and openly. This is his self-esteem.  Today, Fang Yuan lives a very regular life. When there are classes, he goes to Gu Panxi to attend classes and receives training from instructor Jose.  After a period of contact, Fang Yuan's view of instructor Gu Panxi has changed greatly. This seemingly weak woman has a wide range of knowledge and can often inspire Fang Yuan and make him realize a lot.  As for Instructor Jose, his requirements are quite strict and he is quite a good person, but his temper is too hot.  However, it can be seen that Jose still admires Fang Yuan. He has said more than once that Fang Yuan will be his most proud disciple.  " Many people were dissatisfied with this, secretly or openly, but no one dared to argue with instructor Jose. This was tantamount to getting together to fight.  Whenever he has free time, Fang Yuan will go to Gongfa Pavilion. Once he gets there, he will immerse himself in a sea of ??books.  Even though he couldn¡¯t take the book away from the Kung Fu Pavilion, Fang Yuan secretly learned dozens of Kung Fu techniques, most of which were four-star and five-star techniques.  Fang Yuan has occasionally dabbled in Xuan-level skills, but the skills stored in the Kung Fu Pavilion here are all low-level skills, one-star or two-star Xuan-level skills.  Even though they are just some superficial Xuan-level techniques, they are so powerful that they are much more tyrannical than the Body Tempering Techniques.  Fang Yuan knew that if he wanted to learn more advanced techniques, he had to go to the inner hall of the Kung Fu Pavilion. That was where the inner disciples studied, and the outer disciples were not allowed to enter.  A big gain is that Fang Yuan and Elder Song didn't know each other before fighting, but now they are quite familiar with each other.  Elder Song gradually learned about Fang Yuan¡¯s talent. As a result, the deeper he understood Fang Yuan, the deeper the shock in his heart.  There is no doubt that Fang Yuan will be a big shot in the future, and Elder Song also tries his best to accept him.  Time moved forward so quickly, and a month passed like this.  Fang Yuan¡¯s strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he has slowly reached the peak of the ninth level of body tempering. He is only one step away from advancing to the Zhoutian realm.  At this moment, an exciting piece of good news came, and the entire outer disciples were alarmed.  It turns out that the inner sect is recruiting disciples. This time, all the outer sect disciples still have a chance, but the problem is that there is a basic condition, they must reach the Zhoutian realm.  "At first glance, Fang Yuan was completely confused. His strength may have reached the standards of an inner disciple, but his level was not enough.     what to do?  The only way is to practice hard behind closed doors and hit the realm, but there are only three days, is it possible?  Three days later!  Fang Yuan walked out of the room with a frustrated look on his face. He failed to attack Zhou Tianjing.  "Boss, we have good news." As soon as they saw Fang Yuan, Lu Chen and Zhang Heng gathered around him. It seemed that they had been waiting here for a long time.  "What good news?" Fang Yuan said with a sigh. If he missed this opportunity, he would have to wait at least half a year if he wanted to enter the inner gate.  "Warriors who are at the ninth level of body tempering can also participate. It is said to be a temporary decision, but they must pass a special assessment to confirm that they have the strength of the Zhoutian realm." Lu Chen and Zhang Heng said with smiles.  As soon as they heard the news, these two people ran over quickly to report the good news to Fang Yuan.  "The two of them, after practicing hard day and night, have advanced to the Zhoutian realm and can participate in this assessment.  When Fang Yuan heard the news, he couldn't help but feel refreshed, and all his depression was swept away.  The broad square accommodated tens of thousands of people. Most of these were outer disciples, but there were also some inner disciples who came to watch. After all, this was a grand event of the Holy Martial Academy.  "For the outer disciples, the inner disciples are all extremely noble beings. If they can cross this hurdle, they will reach the sky in one step.  There are a total of 10,000 people participating in the assessment, with the lowest strength being at the ninth level of Body Tempering, and the highest being at the third level of Zhoutian Realm. There are really a lot of talents.  Among them, those who are at the ninth level of body tempering are the least. There are only a few people, including Fang Yuan. These people have all been evaluated and can fight against the Zhoutian realm.Now.  The first level is the audition. Ten thousand outer disciples all entered the illusion. In front of them, a mysterious beast appeared in front of them.  This is a first-level mysterious beast, the Silver-winged Black Tiger. A magical beast that has experienced enlightenment and has learned how to practice. Coupled with its beast-like body, it is very powerful.  The five hundred outer disciples who can persist the longest can enter the second level of assessment.  Looking at the opponent who suddenly appeared in front of him, Fang Yuan took a deep breath. He had been busy attacking the realm these days, and his hands and feet were already itchy.  The silver-winged black tiger spread its silver wings and rushed towards Fang Yuan quickly, with a very fierce momentum. ??????????????????????????????????? Most of the first-level Zhoutian realm may not be able to withstand this attack.  The silver-winged black tiger looked at the ninth level of body tempering aura on Fang Yuan's body, and a contemptuous smile appeared in the tiger's eyes. ????????????????????????????????????????????????? Comes suddenly, with a fierce momentum, and the breath is flowing. This is a mysterious beast that has awakened, and it is definitely not an ordinary one.  Fang Yuan¡¯s body was as motionless as a mountain.  The Silver-winged Black Tiger was even more relieved, thinking that Fang Yuan was frightened or unable to react at all.  "Waiting until the silver-winged black tiger flew in front of him, its vicious tiger's mouth opened wide, ready to bite off half of Fang Yuan's head, Fang Yuan suddenly moved.  With a movement, Fang Yuan, who was originally like a rock, suddenly felt an extremely fierce oppression.  The Silver-winged Black Tiger was stunned. It had also gone through a lot of fighting. This kind of dangerous aura only existed in the body of masters.  Fang Yuan stretched out his hand and pressed the silver-winged black tiger's head. The movement was simple and casual.  On the large mirror-like screen in the square, scenes from the fantasy were being played randomly, and such a picture suddenly appeared.  Many outer disciples were all shocked, and even some inner disciples couldn't help but start a commotion.  Who is this guy?  Why do you have such great ability?  Is it cheating?  Or is there something wrong with the screen?  Countless questions flooded into the minds of the outer disciples, and everyone was greatly shocked. ??????????????????? According to the convention, every picture has to have a disciple give a speech.  The person who gave the speech to Fang Yuan was a fair and plump girl. She looked very capable and was usually very eloquent.  Seeing this scene, she couldn't help being shocked, and after a while she stammered: "Everyone has seen that a big guy like Silver Winged Black Tiger was held down by one of his hands  How is this possible? Maybe his level is not low, right? Oh, he is a ninth-level body tempering warrior."  The onlookers gasped. In front of so many Zhoutian realms, when was it the turn of the warriors at the ninth level of body tempering to show their majesty.  At this time, in many scenes around Fang Yuan, Zhoutian realm warriors have either been caught and bitten to death, or are struggling to resist.  In comparison, Fang Yuan's image became more prominent, especially his sharp eyes and calm and calm expression, which attracted the screams of many girls.  The members of the Black Rose Hunting Group stood quietly in front of the screen, their hearts filled with pride. The person who attracted the attention of the whole audience was exactly one of their members.  Feng Gui participated in this audition. Now he has been bitten to death and thrown out. He has returned to reality and is watching.  Watching Fang Yuan display his power, Feng Gui's eyes were on fire, filled with deep hatred.  The scene next to it kept changing, but Fang Yuan¡¯s picture was preserved. Every time the inner disciples held an election, some rare pictures were always preserved for everyone to observe and learn from.  The eyes of the Silver-winged Black Tiger, whose head was held down by Fang Yuan, were full of anger. With half of its intelligence, it had a strong sense of humiliation.  The silver-winged black tiger struggled hard and kept making tiger roars. Its eyes turned red, and Fang Yuan was ready to fight for his life.  "Now, it's time to send you back!" Fang Yuan roared, then waved his hand and punched the silver-winged black tiger on its head.  Wow!  The head of Xuanhu, which is always known for its hardness, suddenly burst and blood spilled out. Everyone who saw this scene showed an expression of disbelief.  ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡­  "Saint? The saint is here" Suddenly, there was a commotion in the square, and then everyone turned their heads.  ??Saint Yang Ling is a god-like existence in Shengwu Academy. She never shows up. Even among the inner disciples, those who can see her beautiful face are extremely??number.  But the legend about her is widely circulated in Shengwu Academy. People have heard that her strength has reached the level of an elder.  As for Yang Ling's appearance, every male disciple is obsessed with her. Everyone who has seen her praises her full of praise.  But whether in front of others or behind her back, no one dares to be disrespectful to her in private, because it is easy to be killed by her obsession.  When a legendary figure suddenly appears in front of you, if you say you are not curious, it is definitely a lie.  The scene was in complete chaos. Everyone raised their heads, wanting to see the face of the saint.  In front of Yang Ling, there are still four plum blossoms, orchids, bamboos and chrysanthemums arranged in rows. Each one of them is very beautiful, and the beauty of their appearance is breathtaking.  Yang Ling was wearing a lake green dress, as if she had come from the clouds, her outfit was extremely fresh.  In front of Yang Ling, she wore a white veil, blocking her flowery face.  While they felt a little disappointed, the disciples had higher expectations for Yang Ling. From just the half of the face they saw, you could get a glimpse of her face, which was really beautiful and beautiful.  The fairy comes to the dust.  Every male disciple was dazzled and moved by the sight.  Yang Ling glanced at her, and all the disciples felt that her eyes were scanning their bodies, and they felt a great joy in their hearts.  It is indeed an idol in the hearts of all people, and the aura is really full.  But everyone has a huge question in their minds. Why did the saint come to the mortal world?
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