"Ten breaths? I think Senior Xie is trying to save face for him."

"Luo Tian hasn't been promoted to the seventh level yet, and he is instantly killed by the ninth level fighting spirit. This is considered normal."

"Three breaths, no more!"

Several silver students laughed.

Xie Lin couldn't help but shake his head. These people must be jealous of Luo Tian's ranking at the top of the Battle Monument.

Because so does he.

If it is the sixth or seventh level of general pulse opening.

Xie Lin's judgment was that being able to last for three breaths was the limit.

but.

Luo Tian was able to reach the top of the Battle Monument. Luck alone was definitely not enough.

Judging from his actions in front of the Zongwu Hall that day, his strength was slightly better than the average eighth-level pulse opening.

so.

Xie Lin tried his best to estimate as high as possible and gave him a judgment of ten breaths. This was almost the limit that the average eighth-level pulse-opening peak could reach.

Soon, the three breaths passed.

Luo Tian is not out.

"Yeah, you people like to look down on others."

Xie Lin criticized.

There was a faint sense of superiority in his heart.

"Senior Xie is indeed the boss of the Golden District! He has such a sharp eye!"

"It seems that Luo Tian can really hold on for seven or eight breaths."

All the students accepted the teachings humbly.

I have to admit that the golden boss is awesome and has extraordinary vision and knowledge.

…

The sixth floor of Dou Ling Tower.

Buzz!

Within the aperture of the formation, a graceful female Dou Ling appeared, holding a soft whip in her hand.

Um?

Luo Tian discovered that this woman's spirit fighting spirit was lifelike, just like a real person, and her body exuded the powerful aura of the ninth level of meridians.

"Come on, little brat!"

The female Dou Ling chuckled, and the soft whip in her hand transformed into whip shadows like blue clouds. Each whip could break gold into pieces, and the attack was violent but still flexible.

So strong!

Luo Tian's complexion changed, and he used all his strength to activate the true energy of the seven energy meridians, and used the "Star Sword Technique".

Chase the stars and the moon!

Luo Tian shook the [Snowstorm Sword] in his hand, and several splendid star-marked sword lights advanced in staggered directions, colliding with the female fighting spirit.

Peng! Puff! Puff!

The two forces collide and annihilate each other.

"Some strength."

The woman's Dou Ling body technique unfolded, her figure was erratic, and the whip shadows like blue clouds, whistling and deafening, swept from all directions.

"The whip technique and the body technique are both spiritual-level martial arts, and the intensity is very high."

Luo Tian was slightly surprised.

This woman's wisdom is just like that of a real person, she can advance and retreat freely, and her whipping and body movements are skillfully coordinated.

The ordinary ninth level of pulse opening may not be able to beat her.

Unless he unleashes his divine veins with all his strength or performs a special move, Luo Tian will be unable to gain an overwhelming advantage.

On the sixth floor, within the aperture of another formation,

"This bitch!"

Yang Xi cursed lowly, feeling a headache as she was also dealing with the same female fighting spirit.

"How dare you scold me!"

The spirit-fighting woman gave a sweet scolding, and the soft whip in her hand roared, like a fierce blue dragon, attacking with great turbulence.

not good!

Yang Xi's complexion changed drastically, and his Zhenqi martial arts exploded with all his strength, barely able to block the attack.

See this scene.

Luo Tian had a strange look on his face. If his words offended this woman, she would be more aggressive.

At this time.

Nangong Yu also stepped into the sixth floor and whispered: "This spirit-fighting woman is a top genius who existed two hundred years ago. Her ability to simulate formations is less than 60% of her fellow practitioners at the time."

"Simulated by real people?"

Luo Tian was a little surprised.

"Well, he is a disciple of the founder of Zhuri Holy Palace."

Nangong Yu nodded.

Starting from the sixth floor of the Dou Ling Tower, all Dou Ling images are simulated by real people from the past.

Buzz!

The formation aperture where Nangong Yu was located welcomed the same spirit-fighting woman.

Ever since.

On the sixth floor of Dou Ling Pagoda, the three major silver students were all locked in a bitter battle with the Dou Ling woman.

The sound of the fierce battle could be heard outside the Dou Ling Tower.

"This bitch! She's so difficult to deal with."

Yang Xi used all his martial arts skills, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he could do nothing to the spirit-fighting woman.

Before.

He had been to the seventh floor before, but his cultivation was insufficient at that time, and he was crushed by this woman.

Thinking back now.

At that time, the fighting spirit women had not tried their best to deal with people below the ninth level.

"It's really difficult!"

Nangong Yu used the spirit-level movement technique and threw up a few afterimages, but they were bitten by the spirit-fighting woman like a shadow and couldn't get rid of them.

Not long after.

Nangong Yu was at a disadvantage and was beaten by the spirit-fighting woman, unable to fight back.

On the contrary, it was Luo Tian who fought back and forth with the spirit-fighting woman.

Luo Tian's sword skills and body skills are all above the middle level of the spiritual level.

The "Star Sword Technique" has been cultivated to the peak of the "Star Mark" level. The attack is sharp and the explosive power is astonishing, making the spirit-fighting women fearful.

"Yunyoubu" approaches Dacheng, elegant and illusory, and occasionally can get close and force the spirit-fighting woman back.

Luo Tian hasn't fully activated his divine veins yet.

Because he had just been promoted to the seventh level of opening the pulse, he worked steadily and consolidated his lower level by fighting against the spirit-fighting woman.

After a cup of tea.

Yang Xi was sweating profusely, breathing rapidly, and had several blood stains on her body.

The spirit-fighting woman opposite had only a few minor injuries on her body, but she seemed calm and composed.

"She is also at the ninth level of opening pulses. How come this bitch has no limit to her physical strength?"

Yang Xi yelled in shock and anger.

If this trend continues, he may not be able to defeat this spirit-fighting woman, or at most it will be a draw.

A tie means failure to pass the level!

Luo Tian glanced at him, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips.
To be continued...