Soon, the freshmen stranded on the sixth and seventh floors were also rushed out by the spiritual tower, and there were only five people on the third floor.

Qingyu, who reached the eighth floor, naturally sat behind the beautiful classmate, and showed his strength on the eighth floor separately from the classmate behind him. But as soon as he came out and breathed the air for a long time, he finally made it through.

"That's Yu Pu from Class 2 and Ansi from Class 1! I didn't expect them to reach such a high floor!" Someone recognized two of the beautiful classmates, all of whom were famous among the freshmen.

"It's not a loss for a beauties who can join the genius class like Class 1 and Class 2, and their mental power is extraordinary."

"That's right, it's all we can look up to."

The freshmen had different opinions and talked endlessly about the two beauties carried away by their companions.

"How could there be a mortal practitioner here?" The minister of the weapon refining department finally found Qing Yu, among the five people who had emerged, frowned and was extremely puzzled.

"Do you still remember the Qingshimen? He was probably the first batch of disciples sent by the Qingshimen recently, but it was also the last batch." The vice president told the story. When he heard that it was the director of the weapon refining department behind the Qingshimen nodded, he seemed to understand something.

"Isn't it rumored that there is a full-talented mortal practitioner this year? This time, a mortal practitioner who can reach the eighth level of the spiritual tower will completely defeat us in a sense." The man called Lao Nan next to him was quite helpless. None of them went up to the eighth level except Senior Fei next to him.

"Wait for Lao Nan, do you mean that we are not even comparable to mortal practitioners?" One of the people in the weapon refining department was a little dissatisfied and clenched his fists and roared at Lao Nan.

Lao Nan rolled his eyes at him. When both sides were about to fight, Senior Fei spoke and let the entire battlefield be shut down. "That's right, a mortal practitioner who can reach the eighth level with me."

If someone looks directly at Senior Fei, he will find that his eyes looked at Qingyu were full of curiosity. It is completely different from other contemptuous practitioners. He even has a sense of challenge and wants to see how wonderful it is to reach the eighth level with him.

"Wait Senior Fei, you won't be interested in that mortal practitioner." One of them said ashamed. Seeing Senior Fei staring at him motionlessly, if he hadn't known him as a person, he would have thought he was a pervert.

"Of course, if you can enter our weapon refining department, it will definitely be great." Senior Fei replied, just a person who will be curious when he sees everything new.

The students looked dark and guessed that Senior Fei had never seen a mortal practitioner, "That Senior Fei, even if he entered our weapon refining department, he would only be a third-level weapon refiner for his life, and there was nothing at all..."

One of them was explaining the disadvantages of mortal practitioners to Senior Fei, but before he finished speaking, he forced his words. He turned around and saw his eyes lit up. "Didn't you all say that a mortal practitioner with full talent must be given an initiation? Isn't it enough to get an initiation when he has achieved success? At worst, I can let him break the attributes and use other people's attributes, and I still know this!"

As soon as this was said, the students in the weapon refining department could not say anything, so they could only smile with their faces and say, "Senior Fei, it's not that simple..." The initiation was said easily, but there would be any mentor who would easily sacrifice a piece of silk that he had worked hard to practice for mortal practitioners.

Seeing that the mortal practitioners found that Qingyu was popped up, Chen Tong and Li Xiuya immediately stopped beating Cheng Jiji, and hurriedly rushed to lift Qingyu in a daze.

After Qingyu came back, he drank a few glasses of water under the shade of the tree before he recovered. Finally, he woke up thanks to Qin Kai who was lying down. Qin Kai pulled out many of his most cherished spiritual treasures from the time he was facing Qingyu in front of Qingyu's face. He realized that his spiritual treasure was about to be removed, and he would definitely wake up.

"It's easy to wake up." Qin Kai quickly took out the sword to prevent Qingyu from attacking him, and pointed at Qingyu, who was faintly emitting black air and teased.

"After Qingyu, the money-lovers didn't ruin your things, he just learned bad things for others." Ye Yun comforted her, staring at several "culprits".

After a while, the freshmen next to him started to make a fuss again. This time everyone could see the light from the spiritual tower layer extinguished. The light disappeared from top to bottom, just like the curtain call of an actor's performance.

If it is just the curtain call of the Spiritual Tower, it is not worth the freshmen's excitement, but this curtain call ends without the hospital personally closing the Spiritual Tower, which is enough to illustrate the problem.

"What's going on?!" The freshmen were talking, and everyone was speculating on the reason why the spiritual tower suddenly ended.

"Can it be that the spiritual tower has malfunctioned?" A man said, pointing at the spiritual tower that has recovered from its original state.

"It should be that the spiritual tower will stop immediately after reaching the top." Some people thought of this condition, and many students agreed with this.

Looking at the speculations of the freshmen, none of the staff at the upper hospital, especially the prestigious mentors, were stunned. Only they knew the answer to this situation.

After a long time, the director of the weapon refining department spoke slowly. The confused weapon refining department student explained, "Only by breaking to the end of the tenth floor can the operation of the spiritual tower be forced to close."

As soon as these words were said, the originally dead environment became completely silent. They each used their own expressions to describe their mood. There is no doubt that a weapon refiner genius will appear in their Mausoleum Academy this year.

"It's Guo Xiong, but he is the only one who comes out. " Lao Nan looked at the freshmen who began to disperse, but there was no Guo Xiong.

"Guo Xiong?" The Minister of the Weapon Refining Department also heard the name blurted out from Lao Nan and muttered in a low voice. The middle-aged man actually showed a look of expectation in his eyes.

During this period, news about Guo Xiong's unreleased began to spread from the newborn. Everyone was looking forward to the top of Guo Xiong, who wanted to see the appearance of being able to reach the top of the spiritual tower.

Unexpectedly, a slender figure soon appeared in the tower, and the spiritual tower was able to reveal his handsome face. He looked at everyone with a considerable glow, and his cold appearance made people feel that it was not close to him, making him look extraordinary.

What came out was Guo Xiong, who had been waiting for for a long time. He saw everyone coming out and everyone gave him a way, feeling like he was welcoming the hero's return.

"It's not that I'm going to the top, I'm only going to the ninth floor." Guo Xiong stopped and looked back at the Spirit Tower and said coldly. Guo Xiong stared at the figure faintly from the Spirit Tower, and could feel the strong fighting spirit from him.

Otherwise, a thin figure appeared in the tower shortly after Guo Xiong's out. Unlike Guo Xiong's coldness and arrogance, he was much more kind. Facing the almost brand new attention, he was a little shy, and still had a faint smile on his face, giving people a feeling of being a newcomer.

Since Guo Xiong came out, He Lan was He Lan. When everyone in the audience discovered the identity of He Lan's mortal practitioners, there was nothing else to describe their mood except horror.

He Lan rubbed his nose with his hands awkwardly, and had to admit that he was really embarrassed to be so attracted. Just as he was about to leave in front of everyone, he could feel a sense of spiritual pressure pressing towards him.

"!!" He Lan quickly used his own mental attack to resist, and tried his best to successfully offset the sudden mental pressure. He Lan himself was fine, but the classmates around him were affected and fell to the ground one by one as if he was in the spiritual tower again.

"I don't seem to have messed with you." He Lan looked at Guo Xiong with a smirk. The spiritual pressure was undoubtedly sent by Guo Xiong.

But Guo Xiong was still staring at He Lan, like a hungry wolf who saw the sheep as fierce as he saw it. He pointed at He Lan and said, "What are the names of the classes? Let's sign up."

"Team Eighth, He Lan." He Lan reported to be famous in truth. Now that the situation is forced, he may be ruined if he doesn't report it.

"He Lan..." Guo Xiong lowered his head and murmured to himself, raised his head and stared at He Lan again, and said coldly and powerfully.

"I hope you can last until a day when a mentor instructs you." Guo Xiong then turned around and left, leaving a cold back.

He Lan stared at Guo Xiong's departure dazedly, but he did not follow him, his eyes staring at the mentors above the students. Since he saw the many mentors gathered here, he had long expected that he would not be able to leave immediately.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!