Two figures appeared at the campus gate of the Seventh Saint Martial University. "Students of Jinghe, let's come and see the tower breaker, let's go in..." The school guard registered the student ID information for the two, waved and let them in. These days, there are too many similar people. University students from foreign schools who belong to the Eastern District, as well as some warriors in society. Because Miao Renxiong, who was ranked sixth on the list of the Seven Saints of the Fourth Sage Martial Arts University, came to the Seven Towers, causing quite a stir in the Eastern District. Many people heard the news and came to watch the excitement. The two in front of them are obviously the same. Of the two people who registered to enter the Seventh Shengwu University, one was slender, with a fair and beautiful face, a purple hairband tied to the ponytail behind his head, jumping like an elf while walking. The other person is a well-proportioned young man with a slightly handsome appearance.
The young man walked beside the girl without speaking. "Junior Sister Yang Yuan, it's your first time to come to the Seventh Saint Martial University. You just let me follow you for this kind of thing. I've been in the East District University Town for so long, and I don't know any places well, even if it's the Seventh Saint Martial University. I also have quite a few good friends…” There was a touch of pride on the young man's face, and his tone was ostentatious. Yang Yuan's expression was cold, and she didn't seem to listen to what the young man said. Instead, he looked down at his phone from time to time. Every time I read it with hope, but looked back in disappointment. The young man saw this scene in his eyes, felt a little bit uncomfortable, and couldn't help but said: "Junior Sister Yang Yuan, hasn't your high school classmate from the Seventh Shengwu University replied to your message yet?" Yang Yuan let out a "hmm" and didn't speak. The young man sneered and said, "I think, since people don't want to return to you, don't wait. I've seen this kind of people a lot, and I thought that entering Shengwu University is a master, and 587's friendship in the past has been completely broken." Yang Yuan frowned, and couldn't help but said, "He's not that kind of person." "Then there's no need to look for him." The young man said with a smile: "He recognizes you as a friend, and he is still unwilling to reply to your message. What does this mean? This shows that he had a bad life in the Seventh Shengwu University. I don't want you to see him in a mess now, boys, after all, they all want to save face. To be honest, there are quite a lot of people like this in Shengwutian. Many of them used to be geniuses who were admired by the stars in one city and one province, and their aspirations were higher than the sky. Suddenly coming to Shengwu University, an environment full of monsters and evil spirits everywhere, it is better than me to pull out someone casually around me, and the former chief suddenly became the bottom. Falling from the clouds to the bottom, many people can't bear the psychological pressure, and they close themselves and collapse immediately.
In the past few years, there are not one or two who have voluntarily dropped out of Shengwu University for this reason..." Yang Yuan glanced at the young man, too lazy to waste time with him. She knows what kind of person Lu Sheng is. With Lu Sheng's talent, even in Shengwu University where there are many talents, he can definitely stand out. Lu Sheng hasn't responded to her messages these days, presumably he must be busy with his own business. Lu Qinghe also said it. Except for news from their family members, Lu Sheng rarely reads news from other people and seldom replies. Sometimes it's normal to think about it after a week or a month. "Forget it, Junior Sister Yang Yuan, don't worry about that old classmate of yours. It's rare to come to the Seventh Saint Martial University once, and even meet a genius from the Fourth Saint Martial University to play. Why don't we go and watch the excitement. The youth suggested. Yang Yuan shook her head, "Brother, if you want to see it, you can go by yourself. I will look for my classmates. If I can't find it, I will go back directly." Yang Yuan was annoyed by the young man in front of her. The young man was a junior in the Jinghe Wu University Student Union. He met her once at a group gathering when he was enrolled, and he pestered her like a sticky candy. This time Yang Yuan came to Shengwu University to look for Lu Sheng, and this guy insisted on following him. If it weren't for this guy's strength, who secretly blocked a lot of mad bees and butterflies for himself, Yang Yuan would probably have torn his face with him long ago. But even so, his attitude towards him has always been indifferent. When the young man saw that Yang Yuan was about to separate from him, he became anxious. My mind was spinning quickly, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed, and I blurted out: "Junior Sister Yang Yuan, Miao Renxiong's kicking field is such a big matter, it is related to the face of the new and old students of the Seventh School, even people from other schools have heard the news and hurried away." Come and see the fun. Do you think people from the Seventh University will go to see it?" Yang Yuan froze for a moment, then stopped. "You mean... my classmates may also be watching the fun at the Wusheng Pagoda?" "Eighty percent...oh no, maybe it is." The young man quickly replied: "Otherwise, why would I not have time to reply to your message. Let's go and look for him, and we will definitely find him. Yang Yuan's eyes flickered, she hesitated for a moment, and felt that what the young man said made sense, so she nodded slowly. "Okay, let's go and have a look." "good." The young man breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face. "When the time comes to find someone, Junior Sister should recommend for Senior Brother, a top student from the Seventh Saint Martial University.
But in my heart I couldn't stop laughing. Damn it, he should take a good look. What kind of superficial character is it that can make Yang Yuan, a top-notch beauty, miss her wholeheartedly. I heard that Yang Yuan came to Jinghe with that kid, and she didn't do anything in the dormitory every day, just holding a mobile phone and waiting for the other party to reply. Fuck, I'm so upset. "Come on, Junior Sister Yang Yuan will follow me, I have been to Wusheng Pagoda many times, familiar!" The young man led Yang Yuan all the way forward. Soon, the two walked under the Wusheng Pagoda. I saw the bustling people in front of me, three floors inside and three floors outside, and four figures with qi and blood like ovens and spirit like smoke. The young man's expression was moved (acbe), and he couldn't help sighing: "Good guy, this time the incident is really a bit big, even the four vice-principals at the martial arts master level of Shengwu University were all alarmed... Hey, Yang Yuan Junior sister, why don't you leave?" The young man looked back and found that Yang Yuan stopped at some point and did not leave. Yang Yuan stood where she was, her eyes fixed on a certain bright and dazzling name on the big screen in the distance. Taking a deep breath, he said in a proud and complicated tone, "I found my classmate." "ah?" The young man blinked, followed Yang Yuan's gaze blankly. Twenty-eighth floor! Outside the Wusheng Pagoda, all the old students were silent, and they were all deeply shocked. At this time, no one cared about this so-called game of breaking into the tower and defending the tower. Miao Renxiong? what is that? It has long been forgotten in the back of the mind. Even the old students from the Fourth Saint Wu University who followed Miao Renxiong were all staring at the big screen in a daze, with confusion and trance written all over their faces. Including the four grandmaster vice-principals, everyone's eyes only wandered back and forth in two places. One is a large screen that displays grades. another one..... It is the exit direction of Wusheng Pagoda. They are waiting. Waiting for Lu Sheng's final results.
Also waiting. Their seventh Saint Martial Arts University, the most outstanding evil genius in history came out of the tower. The time is infinitely stretched, and it seems to be just a moment. Finally, the number one name on the big screen quietly turned gray and dimmed. Freeze. The twenty-eighth floor of Wusheng Pagoda. A number that shudders both physically and mentally. A new record is officially born at this moment! Everyone's mood became excited, and an unprecedented strange feeling emerged from their hearts. Many people are aware of it. At this moment, they have already become witnesses and participants of a certain history. When Lu Sheng's name was hung high on the top of the Wusheng Pagoda, it was included in the school history of the Seventh Shengwu University. They are a group of people who were lucky enough to witness the birth of this scene. will also be attributed to a punctuation to accommodate it. This experience makes them... And proud! No one was paying attention to the big screen anymore, and everyone's eyes were focused on the exit of Wusheng Pagoda. After much anticipation, finally... Someone came out. "Papa Papa" A tall and burly young man walked out of Wusheng Pagoda and stopped at the entrance of Wusheng Pagoda. He narrowed his eyes slightly, adapting to the changes in the light inside and outside the tower. When he noticed that hundreds of eyes were all focused on him, Miao Renxiong was also taken aback for a moment. Then... There was a smile on his face. these guys... You must have been stunned by my grades. Miao Renxiong has the confidence and pride.
Although he didn't know what his final result was, he could feel that it was better than his result in the Fourth Saint Wutian. "Martial Sage Tan Zhongyu is a rare late-blooming type. The Seventh Sacred Martial University's Martial Saint Pagoda has the shortest establishment time, and the projected will clone is also slightly weaker... No wonder people from the Seventh Saint Martial University are so useless, hehe..." Miao Renxiong sneered inwardly, raising his eyes to scan the audience. But after a while, Miao Renxiong felt something was wrong. The way these people look at him... Why is it a little different from what he imagined? It feels so strange, it's like... just like... It's like blocking the big screen in a movie theater. Shouldn't it be... Before Miao Renxiong could figure it out, a big hand was already on his head. Push his whole body aside forcefully. A calm voice sounded behind Miao Renxiong. "Excuse me...you're blocking my way."