Chapter 720

"Chu Xingyu's strength is so strong!"

"Why does he still have such strength when he practices in the lower house?"

"Incredible, it's incredible."

Looking at the figure constantly thrown down by teenagers on the sky tower, the whole audience was shocked.

The disciples who keep climbing on the Tianta are all those who have performed well at the gate of the courtyard in this month.

They are the representatives of freshmen and the disciples with the highest degree of mastering primary metaphysical skills among freshmen.

After mastering Xuanji, the disciple's strength will be doubled.

According to their imagination, the arrival of Chu Xingyu will not change the situation. After all, there are thousands of differences between those who do not master Xuanji and those who have mastered Xuanji.

But now, Chu Xingyu's footsteps are flying. It's shocking that he threw Chu Xingyu out before he met his disciples.

On the heavenly tower, the young man in white is like a murderer.

He led the three figures behind him, all the way unimpeded.

As long as the disciples of the other six institutes stopped in front of the boy, there was only one result, that is, they were thrown out.

"Could it be that Chu Xingyu has cultivated his mysterious skills in the Chixiao hall?"

The disciple of Luoxue hall frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"It's impossible. The Xuanji Pavilion in Chixiao hall hasn't been opened for ten years. I'm sure Chu Xingyu didn't learn martial arts."

The disciple beside him shook his head and denied the former's words.

"What's the matter with the surge in his strength?"

"I don't know..."

After shaking his head, the audience fell into silence.

It's unbelievable that Chu Xingyu, who doesn't master Xuanji, is so fierce.

"This boy, what a surprise!"

The flower who has given up Chu Xingyu is surprised.

The scene was fundamentally different from what she had imagined.

Even in the weakest gate, Chu Xingyu's growth rate is amazing.

The young man in white was extremely fast and ran frantically towards the top of the sky tower.

"Shit, a bunch of useless waste!"

Seeing the boy getting closer and closer to himself, Meng Hui looked resentful.

Hongfei, Cheng Xiao and others are really a bunch of wine bags. They have cultivated their Xuanji skills, and their strength has been greatly improved. They can't stop Chu Xingyu.

"Brother Meng Hui, let me clean up this boy!"

The snow fell childe's feather fan, and there was a cold killing opportunity on his face.

The scene of the violent attack of the Chu star rain did not make any fluctuations in his heart.

In front of themselves, mole ants are always mole ants, and there will be no change.

"Then trouble brother Luoxue!"

At this moment, I'm afraid only you and Mr. Snow can stop Chu Xingyu.

The fallen snow childe stopped and fanned the feather fan in his hand, quietly waiting for the arrival of Chu Xingyu.

After a few hours, a white figure was less than 30 meters away from Mr. Snow.

"Hum, Chu Xingyu, what kind of adventure did you get this month?"

Childe Luoxue has a sinister face.

"Who are you?"

Chu Xingyu also stopped and asked some strange snow falling hall disciples in front of him.

Cheng Xiao and Hongfei are very familiar with Chu Xingyu, but Chu Xingyu is a little strange to the proud disciple in front of him.

"Waste, listen to me, I'm master snow!"

Mentioning his name, Mr. Snow is very proud.

"Master snow, since you just called me waste, why didn't you call me waste in yaoshenshu square a month ago?"

"You...!"

Childe Luoxue was satirized by Chu Xingyu, and a ferocious color appeared on his face.

At yaoshenshu square a month ago, Chu Xingyu killed everywhere. At that time, he was still an unknown freshman and didn't get the title of master snow at all.

"I what?"

"A month ago, even people didn't dare to appear. When they shrink their heads, now they dare to call me waste?"

"You'd better think about who is waste!"

Chu Xingyu was sarcastic.

"Chu Xingyu, don't talk hard to me. With my son Luoxue, do you really think you can win the God baked firefly source today?"

Master Luo Xue snapped, took back his feather fan and roared fiercely.

If you can't take advantage of words, take advantage of actions!

"Can you win the source of God baked fireflies? Just try it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Chu star rain moved.

He is too lazy to talk nonsense with master snow falling. Anyone who stops him from winning the source of God burning fireflies today will have to pay a price.

"Do it!"

All the eyes in the audience had already looked at the figures of master Xue and Chu Xingyu.

Unexpectedly, the two of them started fighting before they had a few words of conversation.

"Who do you say will win?"

A freshman whispered.

"It's easy to guess. It must be master snow!"

"Yes, what a wonderful man! He is a disciple under the personal guidance of the elder. He will eventually solve Chu Xingyu!"

Under everyone's unexpected eyes, the two started to fight, but the result was obvious that Chu Xingyu would be easily defeated.

After the defeat of the Chu star rain, the Chixiao hall, which cannot get the source of God burning fireflies, will definitely sink.

At this moment, the Chixiao hall disciples in the audience were a little desperate.

Some disciples even covered their eyes and didn't want to see the moment when Chu Xingyu lost.

Pen!

Sure enough, after several moves, a figure fell from the sky tower and inserted into the ground.

However, this falling figure is not Chu Xingyu, but their most promising fallen snow childe.

"Young master Luoxue lost?"

The crowd in the audience was stunned.

The battle ended so quickly.

Young master snow not only fell down in embarrassment.

There's a footprint on his ass.

Obviously, he was kicked off his ass by Chu Xingyu.

"Smelly boy, I can't spare you!"

The fallen snow childe who got up from the ground was very angry.

Chu Xingyu kicked him off his ass and made a fool of himself in public. He was full of mysterious Qi. He wanted to kill the sky tower and settle accounts with Chu Xingyu.

"Get back!"

Just as master snow burst into the air, a shadow came behind him.

The elder who supervised the competition couldn't help but press his shoulder and knelt at Mo ion's feet.

"Tianta God burns firefly source competition, no bloodshed!"

"You have lost. If you don't accept it, it's not too late to avenge tomorrow's seventh college freshman competition!"

Mo ion said faintly.

A few people just fought, which is allowed to happen.

But now the fallen snow childe, with all his strength, obviously doesn't want to let Chu Xingyu go.

Disciples try their best, there will be bloodshed.

The heaven tower is a sacred place. We will never allow disciples' blood to infect here.

"Obey the elder's orders!"

The cold sweat appeared on the forehead of young master Luoxue. The elder was right. He almost made a big mistake.

"Chu Xingyu, tomorrow's seventh college freshman competition, I'll make you feel overwhelmed!"

After taking a fierce look at Chu Xingyu, Mr. Luo Xuezi retreated to the sideline.