182. Someone May Be Able To Keep The Face Of The Seventh Congress, A Sense Of Mission, The Prophets

The seventh Saint Martial Arts University.

Two young men in their thirties, wearing martial arts uniforms, walked in from the school gate talking and laughing.

Walked all the way to the bottom of the Wusheng Pagoda, and suddenly found it.

This area, which was not too lively in the past, now has three floors inside and three floors outside, completely surrounded by people.

It seems to be holding some grand gathering.

"I'm going, why are there so many people...all students from Shengwu University, is this open?"

A young man muttered a few words in surprise, and was about to squeeze through the crowd.

"Excuse me, little brother!"

"Squeeze what?!"

Several Shengwu college students whose shoulders were held by him shook their bodies, and there was a counter-shock force, which directly swung the young man away and took two steps back.

"What do you want to go in for?"

A tall and tall Shengwu college student looked at him with a sullen face.

"I... I received a text message, and I'm waiting to enter the tower."

The young man looked astonished.

"Come back next time, didn't you see that we are guarding the tower, why not join in the fun!"

Someone waved at him impatiently.

"I've been waiting for months!"

The young man couldn't help but screamed, and before he finished speaking, his companion covered his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry...we won't enter the tower anymore, you continue."

The young man's companion apologized again and again, and pulled the young man back.

"Why! I applied for the tower through the formal process, why don't you give me a chance to get in...

When he reached a corner away from the crowd, the young man broke free from his companion's hand and said anxiously.

The companion looked helpless, pointed at the crowded crowd over there, and said: "Why don't you wink at all, didn't you see that this group of students from the Seventh Shengwu University are all simmering with fire in their hearts?

If you squeeze harder, be careful not to be beaten..."

"I"

The young man opened his mouth, only to realize that those college students were crowded under the Wusheng Pagoda.

All of them had ugly faces, gloomy eyes, and some even clenched their fists, staring straight at the direction of Wusheng Pagoda.

The seemingly bustling crowd did not speak much.

Looking from a distance, it seemed that there was a thick layer of dark clouds gathered above the heads of this group of people, from which thunderstorms would brew at any time.

"Hey guy, what's going on..."

The young man was a little surprised, and couldn't help blurting out, "Why are they all like dead dads?"

"I didn't hear what they said. They were guarding the tower. If they didn't guard it, the Seventh Saint Martial University's personality would be lost, which would be much more serious than a dead father...

The companion pointed to the center of the crowd, something like a big screen.

At this time, some rankings are scrolling on the big screen, the name + the number of floors of the Wusheng Tower.

The youth's eyes are not sharp, and he can barely see the top three rankings on the big screen.

The first in line is Miao Renxiong, on the second floor.

The second one, Chen Yixuan, is on the nineteenth floor.

Third, Xiao Lan, the eighteenth floor...

"Fuck, isn't Miao Renxiong from the Fourth Saint Martial University? He seems to be quite famous. I read in a magazine that the leader of the Fourth Saint Martial College's senior students is ranked sixth on the list of Seven Saints..."

the youth cried out.

"yes...."

Companion nods,

The seven Shengwu universities can "kick the pavilion" with each other, in the form of breaking into the tower and defending the tower, which is what we see now.

Once the tower breaks successfully, the party that fails to defend the tower will give up the right to use Wusheng Tower for one year.

This kind of healthy competition was encouraged by the leaders of the seven holy martial arts colleges, and there were such rules when the martial holy tower was first established.

Now that Miao Renxiong from the Fourth Saint Martial University came to break into the tower, didn't you see that Chen Yixuan and Xiao Lan, who were number one and second on the old student list of the Seventh Saint Martial University, both went up?

No wonder they were nervous, once the tower defense failed, students from the Seventh Saint Martial University wanted to enter the Martial Saint Tower again in the next year.

Just like us, you have to fill out the application form first, and then wait in line for half a year...

You said that it was such a big matter of face and martial arts practice, would they dare to beat you up? Don't be fooled.

Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future, just come back later. "

"I see..."

After listening to his companion's explanation, the young man showed a thoughtful expression on his face.

He suddenly raised his foot and walked towards the crowd in front of him.

The companion was anxious, "Hey, why don't you listen and go?"

The young man didn't turn his head back, "I didn't want to enter the tower. It's such a rare scene of excitement. If you don't want to see it, I still want to see it. Why go back?"

"Too.

The companion seemed to make sense after thinking about it, so he hurriedly followed.

A tall man with short hair like steel needles, a sturdy temperament but a pale face came out of the tower.

Seeing this person appear, the faces of the students of the Seventh Saint Martial Arts who surrounded the Martial Saint Pagoda suddenly showed disappointment.

Looking at the ranking on the big screen, his expression was mixed with unwillingness.

"Hey, Xiao Lan has also come out. Now Chen Yixuan is the only one left in the tower. He has a chance to beat that Miao Renxiong..."

"That Miao Renxiong has been familiar with the Wusheng Pagoda of our Seventh Sacred Martial University for two days. He exerted his strength today, but he didn't expect it to be so fierce. From the beginning to the end, no one can catch up with him."

"After all, he is one of the top ten geniuses in the Seven Saints list. Compared with him, Chen Yixuan and Xiaolan still have a gap․."

"It's hard․․"

Xiao Lan, who had just walked out of the Wusheng Pagoda, stared at the ranking on the big screen for a while, and several familiar old students wanted to go up to help him, but he pushed them away very violently.

"Go away!"

After speaking, he walked aside with a gloomy face.

Seeing Xiao Lan like this, the crowd of students who watched became more and more depressed.

"If Chen Yixuan also loses, what should we do?"

A girl with a ball head said worriedly: "Isn't it true that in the next year, I will not be able to hold my head up in front of other students who lead Wuhan University. I have to compete with the outsiders for ten yuan to enter the tower...

I don't want that. "

Before the words fell, they heard commotion coming from the front.

The ball-headed girl looked up and subconsciously covered her mouth.

Immediately, a slender and handsome young man was walking out of Wusheng Pagoda slowly.

He didn't seem to be in a good state, and his spirit was a little sluggish, as if he hadn't slept all night.

"Chen Yixuan, Chen Yixuan also came out..."

The crowd of onlookers immediately burst into commotion.

At this moment, the backlog of emotions exploded, releasing a lot of disappointment, irritability and unwillingness

"Chen Yixuan broke through to the 20th level, and Miao Renxiong has not come out of the 21st level. It's over, it's over..."

The girl with the ball head turned slightly pale, and murmured: "Even Chen Yixuan lost, so who else in our Seventh Shengwu University can be the opponent of Miao Renxiong.

It seems that we will really have to squeeze a few application channels with outside warriors in the future..."

At this time, a girl next to the girl with the ball head, who was carrying an alloy sword on her back, suddenly said: "That may not be the case, Chen Yixuan may not be the most powerful of our Seven Greats.

I know a person who may have a chance to save face for our Seven Greats..."

"Well…."

The girl with the ball head was stunned when she heard this, and turned to look at her best friend.

"Aren't you stupid, Chen Yixuan is number one in the list of old students, who can be better than him.

All the top ten of the old student rankings have been in, and Chen Yixuan has the best grades..."

The girl with the knife in her hand glanced at her, and a sentence she couldn't understand suddenly came out of her mouth.

"Great people are not necessarily all on the list of old students..."

The girl with the knife suddenly took off the alloy knife on her back quickly, stuffed it into the arms of the girl with the ball head, and said hurriedly: "I'll go and find that man, you watch the knife for me, you have to hurry up,

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the ball-headed girl to refuse, she turned around and ran out of the crowd.

The girl with the ball head stared blankly at the back of her girlfriend leaving, her face was full of confusion.

"Is there anyone who is not on the list of old students, but is more powerful than the number one on the list of old students?

It's our seventh..."

It wasn't long before the girl student 957 with the knife ran out of the crowd, when she suddenly saw several familiar figures also running out.

Several people stopped in their tracks, looked at each other with a tacit understanding, and all saw the same thought in each other's eyes.

"Look out for Lu Sheng quickly!"

"I'm going to the cold weapon training room, he might be there at this point!"

The girl with the knife on her back said quickly.

Others also quickly assigned tasks.

"I'm going to the freshman veterinary classroom."

"I'm going to his dorm!"

"I'm going to the cafeteria!"

"Okay, if there is any news, please contact me as soon as possible."

Several people split up and ran.

They are the only group of people who know Lu Sheng's true strength in the entire Seventh Military University, and this is their common secret.

At this time, the dignity and face of all the students in the Seventh Saint Martial Arts University are at stake. At the critical moment, they...

He is the savior who saved it all!

Oh no, it should be said that he is a person who knows the identity of the savior.

Similar to a prophet.

Anyway, my heart is heavy and my sense of responsibility is overwhelming.

They were driven by an unprecedented sense of mission, and their hearts were beating fast.

A few minutes later.

The girl with the knife on her back walked out of the cold weapon training room with a frown, her expression a little dignified.

Forget about Lu Sheng's absence, the administrator told her.

Lu Sheng hadn't been to the cold weapon training room for several days.

"It's been a few days...it's impossible not to be in school..."

The girl with the knife on her back muttered to herself.

At this time, her cell phone rang suddenly.

She quickly picked it up and looked at it, and her whole body felt as if she had been hit hard in an instant.

[Reliable news, Lu Sheng went out to perform credit missions, and I don’t know when he will be back]

"It's over..."

The girl with the knife on her back sat on the ground in a daze, with a wry smile on her face.

"It's a coincidence that Lu Sheng took over at this time.

Then my Seventh Sacred Martial Arts University will inevitably be humiliated this time?

Why...".