Chapter Eighty-six: Martial Arts Star River

  The violent storm could not stop Lu Fan's advance, and the mysterious array under his feet could not block Lu Fan's footsteps.

  A light screen rose up layer by layer, unlike the five-layered staircase. This six-layered light screen looked very shabby and only appeared when Lu Fan's foot stepped on it for an instant.

  The light screen that suddenly appeared was like a sharp knife, almost piercing Lu Fan's foot.

  A suffocating aura enveloped his entire body, and Lu Fan used his own feet to fiercely trample downwards, each step wanting to thoroughly crush the emerging light screen.

  The shattered light screen reformed into a colorful wind, and as Lu Fan trampled more and more light screens, the gale grew stronger.

  Lu Fan went all the way up, every step was very steady.

  At this time, he finally took out his heavy sword, compared to the strong suction force of the mysterious array under his feet, these gusts of wind were even more terrifying. He needed the heavy sword to help him stabilize his body.

  Han Feng smiled as he watched Lu Fan walk upwards, while Jin Feiyu looked at Lu Fan in surprise that he could actually walk upwards, his eyes constantly flickering.

  Quickly, Jin Feiyu also arrived at the front of the stairs. Just as he took a step forward, a strong gust of wind blew him back.

  He took several steps back, and Jin Feiyu looked extremely disheveled. He gazed at Lu Fan's back, gritting his teeth secretly.

  It's impossible; every single one of Yuan Zong's disciples can go up there, but he can't.

  Han Feng smiled very unkindly.

  "You also want to go up like my junior brother? Haha, don't laugh me to death. Based on what you have? Hahaha."

  Jin Feiyu's face turned red and white, and he directly drew out his own sword.

  But the moment he drew his sword, the silver puppet also turned its head and said to Jin Feiyu: "Fighting is not allowed inside the Cultivation Tower. Anyone who makes a move will be directly removed from the tower and handed over to the instructor for handling."

  Jin Feiyu put away his sword with a flourish.

  Han Feng raised two middle fingers at Jin Feiyu and said, "Idiot, come and hit me, beg for abuse, come on. Son, make a move!"

  Jin Feiyu was about to explode with anger, but he couldn't take action.

  Han Feng was very pleased with himself. He had already mastered the martial arts and was now carefree, with plenty of time to slowly wear down Jin Feiyu.

  But Jin Feiyu didn't have much time to bother with him. Suddenly, Jin Feiyu seemed to think of something and chuckled: "You just called him your junior brother? Hehe, your junior brother is actually stronger than you. It seems that your position in the First Yuan Institute will be taken by your junior brother. How pitiful, being squeezed out by your own junior brother must feel great."

  Han Feng was taken aback for a moment, and this expression made Jin Feiyu mistakenly think that he had hit Han Feng's weakness, with a hint of complacency in his eyes.

  But the next moment, Han Feng covered his stomach and burst out laughing.

  "Ah, your stupid face. You really want to laugh me to death, you idiot. Do you think our Yuan Institute is like other branches? Haha... We only have five students in total, fighting for seats, fighting for a place to eat? Hahaha... I said you're an idiot, and you really are an idiot."

  Han Feng was about to burst out laughing, looking at his appearance, as if he would laugh so hard that he would lose control of himself.

  Jin Feiyu, of course, didn't know the situation in Yuan Institute because he had never been there. However, for other branches, Jin Feiyu did know about them. Basically, they were all based on ranking by strength to determine their status within the institute, following a strict hierarchical system where the strong preyed on the weak. A senior brother who entered early, no matter how good his character was or how extensive his connections were, as long as he wasn't strong enough, would be looked down upon and abandoned, placed in a remote corner of the institute with nobody paying attention to him. Their Leiting Institute was like this, Qingjian Institute was also like this, and Yinyang Institute even more so.

  Jin Feiyu naturally thought that Yiyuan was like other branches.

  Unfortunately, the Yuanyuan Academy was not like that. The five members of the Yuanyuan Academy were so close in relationship that they almost wore the same pants. This sentence is not a metaphor, Han Feng clearly knew that for a period of time, he and Chu Tian, Chu Xing's senior brother, had worn the same pants, and even used Senior Brother's pants to make new ones. Lu Fan hadn't experienced it yet, but according to the Yuanyuan Academy's habit of destroying clothes every three to five days, it was estimated that it would be soon.

  Han Feng lay on the ground laughing, and Jin Feiyu secretly wished in his heart that Han Feng would laugh to death.

  "Gritting his teeth, Jin Feiyu said to Han Feng: 'You little bastard, don't let me run into you outside. I'll beat you until you're brainless, and make you laugh every day, laugh your fill.'"

  Han Feng covered his stomach and got up, saying: "Alright, if you haven't beaten me into a fool, then you are my grandson. Come on, grandson, give your grandfather a smile."

  Jin Feiyu could no longer hold back, without drawing his sword, he charged straight at Han Feng.

  Even if it means being expelled from the Cultivation Tower, Jin Feiyu has no choice but to make his move.

  One fist was like fire, and the other was as strong as a rainbow. Jin Feiyu directly used his power from outside the boundary.

  A fierce aura burst out of thin air and landed right in front of Han Feng.

  Han Feng shouted loudly: "Murder! Big guy, don't you care?"

  As he spoke, Han Feng drew out his own Bixue Longtian Sword.

  The white silver puppet stretched out its hand and slapped Jin Feiyu directly, as if swatting a mosquito.

  Jin Feiyu's powerful punch only made it halfway before being blocked, the strong external force couldn't even scratch the White Silver Puppet. A huge palm with a strong white glow directly slapped Jin Feiyu's body. Jin Feiyu was slapped so hard that he spat out a mouthful of blood.

  Suddenly, a flash of light, and Jin Feiyu's figure vanished instantly. It was as if he had never appeared before, disappearing without a trace.

  "The Silver Puppet said calmly: 'Those who don't follow the rules of the Cultivation Tower will be penalized for three years and won't be allowed to enter the tower. Put your sword away.'"

  Han Feng smiled and hastily put away his sword.

  "I'm a person who follows the rules. Don't hit me. I can't stand the feeling of being slapped."

  Han Feng turned and walked away, muttering to himself: "That idiot from the Lei Ting Institute, since you want to oppose us, I definitely won't let you get good martial skills. Haha, what a fool, actually getting angry and making a move. My three-tenths anger-inducing skill hasn't even been used yet. Heh heh, in three years, this guy won't be able to enter the tower, so he won't be able to get good martial skills either. Each floor can get a set of martial skills, I'll go to the fourth floor and take a look, see if there are any other skills, best if it's for escaping. Offending too many people, always have to consider how to escape with my life."

  Humming a little tune, Han Feng walked towards the fourth floor. It was incredibly easy on the way up, but going down was completely unobstructed.

  Lu Fan didn't notice what was happening below with Han Feng and Jin Feiyu, he gritted his teeth and continued to charge upwards.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The heavy sword swung, the aura surged, and at this moment, even bursting out twenty times the aura would not be effective.

  The power of the divine soul emerged, and a crystal light enveloped Lu Fan's sword. Every sword swing could bring forth a shocking spiritual force, like breaking through bamboo, advancing bravely forward.

  Before long, there were only three stone steps left in front of him.

  But at this moment, the gale around was like a hurricane, blowing Lu Fan's eyes almost unable to open.

  He stretched out his foot, and three light screens suddenly lit up at the same time. White, silver, and red, the three light screens merged into one body. Lu Fan hadn't figured out what was going on yet, but he saw a ten-zhang giant sword with three-colored light screens condensed, facing his head, and slashed down with one sword.

  Lu Fan raised his heavy sword, and his entire body's aura was released.

  At this moment, without transformation, even the power of the gods may not be able to withstand this terrifying blow.

  Lu Fan's only option was to channel all his strength into the heavy sword.

  At the same time, he pushed open all the heavenly powers within a radius of ten zhangs around him, and even the fierce winds came to a halt.

  It was at this moment that a giant sword appeared before him, its powerful aura causing Lu Fan's entire body to tremble.

  "Dragon Slash!"

  Lu Fan raised his hand and drew his sword, its speed flashing like a flowing light, ten times faster than the fastest warrior in the outer realm.

  The heavy sword clashed with the giant sword, crashing into each other fiercely.

  The power of terror creates ripples, spreading outward.

  Lu Fan gritted his teeth and persisted, his entire body's scales were released, forming a strong armor that enveloped him, even covering his face completely.

  With a swing of his hand, Lu Fan drew his massive sword. The enormous hard object was split in two by Lu Fan's single strike, but the remaining half of the heavy sword still fell onto Lu Fan's body.

  With a loud clang, Lu Fan took a step back, and a huge white mark appeared on his armor, but that was all.

  Heavy Sword Style, Explode!

  Lu Fan struck out with another sword, hitting the remaining half of the light sword.

  The three-colored power suddenly shattered and transformed into a scattering of light dots all around. Lu Fan took advantage of the opportunity, taking three steps forward in one leap, entering the sixth level.

  Sigh...

  Lu Fan let out a deep breath, this six-story building was really hard to climb. He almost exhausted all his means.

  As I looked up, the six layers and five layers of this cultivation tower had a distinct difference.

  Looking up, what I saw was no longer a flying flame, but a starry sky, as if it were a tangible starry sky, within reach.

  The scales on his body retreated, and Lu Fan stared blankly at this starry river.

  Just then, a voice rang out.

  "Lu Fan, is it you?"

  Lu Fan turned his head to look, and saw a huge six-story middle sword with a golden throne on it. On the throne sat a golden puppet. And on the puppet's head was a woman who looked very familiar.

  "Moon Illusion?"

  Lu Fan couldn't help but laugh out loud, never expecting to run into them again here.

  Huan Yue leaped down from the top of the golden puppet's head, her movements light and agile like a floating maple leaf, landing in front of Lu Fan.

  Looking at Lu Fan's face, Huan Yue smiled and patted Lu Fan's shoulder, saying: "Not bad, you were actually able to reach the sixth floor. I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it. What's with the armor on your body just now, it looks so cool."

  "It's just a special skill."

  Huan Yue smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth, and said: "Can you teach me?"

  Lu Fan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it's not possible."

  "Fine, you're here now, so help your sister out. This damned martial arts star, Star River, actually didn't let me get a single martial arts book, it's infuriating!"

  Lu Fan frowned and said: "Martial Star River?"

  Huan Yue pointed at the starry sky above and said, "It's this thing. Every single star in it is a technique. Let's pick the biggest one, you come help me."

  "How can I help?"

  Moonlight suddenly waved his hand, a white light rushed into the Star River, and in the next moment, a lightsaber fell instantly.

  Lu Fan was startled and raised his hand to wave the heavy sword to block the light sword.

  Huan Yue smiled and said, "That's how I'll help."