The nine battle towers towered into the clouds, and the majestic pressure spread out, making everyone's hearts tremble.
"The Soul-Suppressing Tower is actually the Xia family's heirloom, the Soul-Suppressing Tower!"
"I really didn't expect that the Xia family actually took out the soul-suppressing tower. It seems that the Xia family wants to pass this first round and eliminate most of the registered monks."
"I am afraid that most of the monks will be eliminated in this round. I didn't expect that this battle on Taoism would be so harsh."
Looking at the nine towering golden war towers, some well-informed people couldn't help but talk about them.
The soul-suppressing tower can not only calm the soul, but also temper the body.
If the mind is not strong, the will is weak, and the body is not strong enough, it is impossible to reach the top.
As for climbing to the top, it only exists in legends. No one, not even the genius of the Xia family, has done it.
Xia Baishan ignored everyone's shock and comments. He pointed to the nine battle towers and said,
"Battle Towers 1, 2, and 3 are where monks on the first level of the Imperial Realm compete. Battle Towers 4, 5, and 6 are on the second floor of the Imperial Realm. Battle Towers 7, 8, and 9 are on the third floor of the Imperial Realm.
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"For monks on the first level of the Imperial Realm, only a hundred people will remain this round. On the second level of the Imperial Realm, only twenty people will remain. On the third level of the Imperial Realm, only ten people will remain."
"Here I would also like to remind everyone that fighting is not allowed on the first three floors of the Soul Tower. Only by climbing to the fourth floor can you be eligible to fight and eliminate your opponents."
"Okay, now the assessment begins, everyone who participated in the debate is invited to come to the fighting stage."
As Xia Baishan's last voice fell, everyone who participated in the debate climbed onto the battlefield.
There is no doubt that the monks on the first level of the Emperor Realm are the most numerous. At a glance, there are at least tens of thousands of them.
Fortunately, this battle platform is big enough, otherwise it would be difficult to accommodate so many people.
Wang Fan boarded the No. 1 battle platform. He looked up at the towering battle tower in front of him and felt a pressure.
That pressure was not only suppressing his soul, but was even squeezing his body. Under that squeeze, it seemed as if his soul and body would collapse at any time.
Of course, this is just Wang Fan's illusion.
, he hasn’t entered the soul-suppressing tower yet, and the pressure is obviously impossible to crush his soul and body.
Not only Wang Fan, but also the other monks were looking at the tower in front of them, with different expressions.
Some are confident, some are nervous, and some are eager to try.
As for Xia Li, Xia Jiao, Ye Zhao and others, they followed closely behind Wang Fan.
In the battle at Zhaoyang Tower, Wang Fan had already proven his strength, so they naturally wanted to follow Wang Fan.
Of course, Wang Fan couldn't scold these people to leave now, he could only let them go first.
"Enter the tower!" At a certain moment, Xia Baishan's voice came out again, and he grabbed nine golden tokens and waved them in the air.
In an instant, golden rays of light flowed and hovered over the nine battle towers, and then the closed door of the battle tower was opened.
But at this time, there was no need to talk too much, all the monks' figures began to flash, and they rushed into the battle tower crazily.
"Crazy Blade, we are all from Black Wind City. After entering the battle tower, we must take care of each other."
Xia Li looked at Wang Fan and whispered.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, his expression had already changed.
Because Wang Fan's figure had already flashed and rushed into the battle tower like lightning, he simply ignored his words.
"Bastard!" Xia Li's face instantly became extremely ugly and ferocious.
"Follow me." He cursed through gritted teeth, waved his hand, and followed closely.
Xia Jiao, Ye Zhao, and even Yue Qingchan also followed Xia Li closely, but Xiang Jun did not follow them, but acted alone.
Xiang Jun is also a proud person. No matter how powerful Wang Fan is, he will never think that he will be weaker than Wang Fan.
Now that Wang Fan doesn't bother to associate with them, he naturally doesn't want to bring trouble to himself.
Wang Fanshen
Shaped like electricity, it quickly entered the first level.
The moment he entered the first floor, a terrifying pressure hit him, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
Not only was his soul and body suppressed, but his mental power was also suppressed.
However, those pressures had just appeared, and the mixed lines and traces in his body had already begun to surge independently. With just one roll, all the pressure had dissipated.
When Wang Fan noticed this scene, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He obviously didn't expect that this would happen.
However, Wang Fan was not very happy. He still wanted to temper his soul and body through those pressures.
Wang Fan moved forward and soon got away from most people and climbed to the second floor of the Soul Resurrection Tower.
When he climbed to the second floor, there were already thousands of people on the second floor.
After all, there are many people participating in this debate, and there are naturally many geniuses. It is not surprising that thousands of people have passed the first level.
The moment he stepped onto the second floor, Wang Fan had already controlled the mixed pattern Dao Mark, preventing it from continuing to sweep away the pressure.
Mixed Lines Daohen seemed to understand his master's thoughts, and he really didn't move any further.
A more powerful pressure than the first level enveloped Wang Fan's body, and his body, bones, soul, and mental power all began to surge crazily.
His speed slowed down, and as he moved forward, he was tempering his physical body, soul and spiritual strength.
As his speed slowed down, Xia Li and his party naturally caught up quickly.
Except for Xia Jiao, everyone else looked at Wang Fan and felt very unhappy.
They didn't speak, but just walked behind Wang Fan for a long time. They found that Wang Fan's speed was too slow, so they sped up and left.
"Hmph, I thought he would be so defiant, but I didn't expect that he would be so unbearable. It seems that he was able to defeat Xia Yuntian just because he got some lucky opportunities. As for his talent, I'm afraid it is very average."
Charlie Yezhao and the other two couldn't help snorting coldly.
Although combat power can be the most intuitive reflection of talent, it is not the only one.
For example, some people whose luck defies heaven may be very powerful in combat, but their own talents may not be very strong.
This soul-suppressing tower is undoubtedly the best place to test your talent.
At this time, in the eyes of Xia Li and others, Wang Fan undoubtedly belongs to the kind of person who has extraordinary luck but average talent.
Wang Fanke ignored the thoughts of Xia Li and others. He was still moving forward step by step, and every step seemed extremely heavy.
Of course, as he goes further back, his steps will become lighter.
Soon, Wang Fan climbed to the third floor.
He began to adapt to the pressure of the third level again, and used the pressure of the third level to temper his physical body and mental strength.
Another hour later, Wang Fan arrived at the entrance to the fourth floor.
Thousands of people have gathered here, and at this time, some people are stepping towards the fourth floor.
However, most people had just stepped onto the steps leading to the fourth floor when they couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of blood and were knocked back.
Some people who forcibly stepped up were directly injured, torn apart by the pressure, and died tragically.
In short, of these thousands of people, only a few can set foot on the fourth floor.
Obviously, this fourth level is a watershed.
Most people will stop at the third level.
Wang Fan's eyes flashed. No wonder that bitch in Xia Baishan said that fighting was not allowed on the first three floors. I see.
Without any hesitation, he walked directly through the crowd and walked towards the steps leading to the fourth floor.
When the thousands of people saw this scene, their eyes couldn't help but fall on Wang Fan. Most of them had contempt and gloating in their eyes.
Obviously, they didn't think Wang Fan could step onto the fourth level.
After all, those who can reach the fourth floor are almost all those who came here first. Wang Fan arrived here so late, so he obviously does not have that kind of strength.
This chapter has been completed!