Dongfang Han naturally didn't know the content of the voice transmission communication between these true disciples. After all, the strengths were not much different, so it was still difficult to intercept other people's voice transmission.

"My friend, can you tell me how to get to Zhantian Tower?" Dongfang Han stopped a monk and asked.

"Are you a new junior brother? Don't you know Zhantian Tower?" The monk looked at Dongfang Han in surprise. Looking at the breath, he thought Dongfang Han was an ordinary disciple. In fact, the true disciple's robes are different from the core disciples, as well as the introductory disciples.

Dongfang Han also received several sets of true disciples' robes, but he had not changed them yet.

Otherwise, this monk would not have called a true disciple of Dongfang Han as his junior brother.

At this moment, an excited voice sounded: "Senior Brother Han!"

"Do you know me?" Dongfang Han turned his head and looked. The person who came had a good cultivation level. He was a saint, and he was also a quasi-level saint.

"Senior Brother Le actually called him Senior Brother, how is this possible?" Yue Han, a cultivator who called Dongfang Han, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

This cultivator Yue Han's cultivation level is not low, and he has reached the early stage of a high saint. It is precisely because of this that he calls Dongfang Han a junior brother, a cultivator who has not even reached a saint.

However, Senior Brother Le, who is even stronger than his strength, actually called him a cultivator who had not even reached the level of a saint as Senior Brother!

This was really beyond Yue Han's expectations.

"After all, Senior Brother Han has just become a true disciple, so I don't know that I am normal. However, Senior Brother Han is a powerful figure. As soon as he succeeds in the true disciple, he defeated Dhaka, who ranks 101." Senior Brother Le said happily.

How could Senior Brother Le be unhappy? He had a conflict with Nadaka. Once he was abused by Dhaka outside, which was extremely embarrassing. He always wanted to find the place back, but his strength was quite different from Dhaka, and he could only endure it if he had hatred. But not long ago, he saw a young new true disciple Dongfang Han bet against Dhaka and finally defeated Dhaka. He was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

But at that time, it was difficult for him to catch up with Dongfang Han and express his gratitude directly, but he did not expect to meet Dongfang Han here.

There are not many monks watching Dongfang Han and Dhaka fight in Dongfang Han. Most of them are true disciples, but there are also some core disciples.

Because the arena they fought was mainly prepared for the disciples of the quasi-fairy. Although Senior Brother Le is not a true disciple, he is a quasi-fairy saint-level monk after all, so he is naturally qualified to compete in that area.

"What?" Hearing this, Yue Han's eyes widened and shocked.

This young man, a new true disciple, defeated the true disciple Dhaka? Could it be that the legendary peerless genius cultivator who just detonated countless disciples of the Tianhe Holy Sect not long ago?

Dongfang Han!

Yue Han suddenly remembered all this, but at the beginning he didn't expect that the young man in front of him was the true disciple Dongfang Han.

In fact, many core disciples know this news, and there is a big reason why Senior Brother Le spread it, because he has a grudge against Dhaka, so he naturally wants more people to know about Dhaka's embarrassing thing.

"Han, Senior Brother Han." Yue Han looked at Dongfang Han and even stuttered.

It is true that he is a saint, but he is just a high-level saint, and what about the young man in front of him? Although he is not a saint, his combat power has reached the level of a quasi-fair saint.

This is terrible!

Because this kind of existence once breaks through to the saint, it will at least be at the peak level of ordinary marquis saints, and may even directly reach the level of high-ranking marquis saints.

And the level of a high-level marquis saint is a disciple of inheritance!

"Ahem, I didn't expect that I just came to the Tianhe Holy Sect, but someone knew me. It's such an honor!" Dongfang Han said with a embarrassed look on his face. Why did he become a star by accident?

The most important thing is that this "fan" is a saint, a high-level saint, a monk who is a quasi-faith saint, which is really exciting.

"Senior Brother Han, you don't have to be humble." Senior Brother Le said with a smile.

"Yes, Senior Brother Han, being humble is proud!" Yue Han also said with a smile.

"Ahem, I want to ask, how to get to the Zhantian Tower?" Dongfang Han said with a dry laugh. He just wanted to ask how to get to the Zhantian Tower. Why did it feel like it turned into a flattery conference?

"Senior Brother Han, are you going to break into the Battle of the Sky Tower?" Senior Brother Le's eyes lit up and said, "It just so happens that I'm going to go too! I'll take you there!"

"This relationship is good!" Dongfang Han said with a smile: "Thank you, Junior Brother Le!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome! You defeated Dhaka, but I let out a big sigh! Tsk tsk, I was so happy to think of Dhaka's ugly face before." Senior Brother Le waved his hands repeatedly and said with a smile.

"Okay!" Dongfang Han smiled helplessly: "Let's go to Zhantian Tower together."

To be honest, he really didn't care about the entanglement between Senior Brother Le and Nadaka, but since the other party said this, he couldn't directly refuse it, right?

When Yue Han heard that Dongfang Han was going to go to Zhantian Tower, his eyes lit up and said, "It just so happened that I am going to go to Zhantian Tower, two senior brothers, how can we go together?"

"Uh, okay!" Dongfang Han was speechless. Why did he hear that he was going to go to the Battle Sky Tower? These two guys were going to go. Can they be a little nonsense? He really couldn't refuse.

How to refuse?

So the three of them walked towards the direction where the Zhantian Tower was.

On the way.

"Oh, Senior Brother Le, Junior Brother Yue Han, where are you going? What? Are you going to challenge the Battle of the Sky Tower? The new true disciple around you who just defeated the true disciple Dhaka, the true disciple, and he is also going to break into the Battle of the Sky Tower? This is such a coincidence! I am also going to break into the Battle of the Sky Tower." A monk looked excited.

"Come on, damn it, do you dare to say a real idea?" Dongfang Han almost vomited blood.

"Senior Brother Han, do you mind?" The monk immediately walked up and looked at Dongfang Han with a smile.

"Don't mind." Dongfang Han squeezed out a smile to respond. He didn't say anything, muttering in his heart, if I mind, wouldn't you go?

In this way, I originally planned to ask where the Zhantian Tower was and then passed by myself, but what happened? One turned into three, three turned into four, and four slowly turned into ten, twenty, and thirty...

Damn, by the time of the Battle Sky Tower, the number of people had exceeded one hundred.

And the number of people seems to be growing rapidly.

"Senior Brother Liu, come to fight the sky tower."

"What to go?"

"I'll tell you, this year's new disciple Dongfang Han is going to go to the Battle of the Sky Tower."

"Which Dongfang Han? Could it be that the new disciple who just defeated Dhaka today and won one million points?"

"If it's not him, who else can it be? Let me tell you, come here quickly and let us see how far this new disciple can reach when he first entered the Battle of the Sky Tower!"

"Leave me a better place!"

"Then you should be a little faster, you are all brothers of the same clan. You are too late, so it's hard to say!"

"Don't worry, I'll be here soon!"

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Seeing the disciples coming from all directions, Dongfang Han felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have said that he was going to break into the Battle of the Sky Tower, otherwise there wouldn't be so many people watching at once.

"I don't know, now I tell these people that I won't break through the Battle Sky Tower. Will they scold me to death?" Dongfang Han couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Soon, Dongfang Han shook his head, and it would be better not to arouse public outrage!

"That's the true disciple Dongfang Han? He looks really young!"

"Young is young, but he is a new true disciple who defeated the old true disciple Dhaka!"

"Tsk tsk, it's so amazing. What a pity that I couldn't see the battle between Dongfang Han and Dhaka!"

"But being able to witness his achievements on the Battle Sky Tower is actually a very good thing!"

"This is the same, but we can't see the scene of him breaking into the Battle Sky Tower. If we can see it, how great it would be!"

"yes!"

The forty-story Battle Heaven Tower does not look tall, but this Battle Heaven Tower is an extraordinary holy weapon with a huge space inside.

"Why are so many people coming?" Several monks who were queuing in the Zhantian Tower were a little confused when they saw so many people coming. However, when they knew that the monks who were going to break into the Zhantian Tower were Dongfang Han, the new disciple of these monks quickly reached a unified opinion.

"Senior Brother Han, you are ahead of us! When the person in front of you finish breaking through the Sky Tower, you start breaking through!" the people said to Dongfang Han.

"Ah? Isn't this not good?" Dongfang Han was a little surprised.

Damn, this is OK?

"We have no objection!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Han, let's see what achievements you can achieve when you first entered the Battle of the Sky Tower!"

"It's so amazing that I'm not a saint, I just entered the sect and have not gained any benefits, but I can defeat Dhaka, the true disciple, which is really amazing!"

It is hard to refuse the kindness.

Dongfang Han had no choice but to agree.

It would be better to pass the level early, but it was really embarrassing and a little uncomfortable to be watched by so many monks in front of the monkeys.

But I was still a little happy.

Most of the people around are not ordinary monks. How could they be unhappy when they praise themselves so much? Similarly, Dongfang Han also felt the pressure!

If you cannot show a good enough level, there will definitely be many people who scold you for not being worthy of your reputation.

Huhu~~~

At this moment, a monk walked out of the Battle Sky Tower.

"Ah, so many people? Are they all here to see me? But my grades this time are just slightly better than before! There shouldn't be so many people paying attention, right?" As soon as this high-level saint monk came out and saw so many monks, he was shocked. He was happy and nervous.

Soon, he knew that he was thinking too much.

"Senior Brother Han, hurry up and go in and break into the Battle Sky Tower!"

"Come on, Senior Brother Han, let us see what a true genius is!"

"You must pass through the twelfth floor! The twelfth floor means that you have at least the top quasi-final mausoleum peak combat power!"

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Chapter completed!