Several people arrived at the bottom of the tower successfully.
Facing the closed door at the bottom of the tower, Chen Fan adjusted his clothes and then cleared his throat.
Wang Tiezhu and others looked at it in confusion.
"Ming Lao, I am Chen Fan. Please unlock the seal."
Chen Fan shouted forward.
"Xiaofan, these friends you brought here are very impressive. What are their origins?"
A deep voice came from the tower.
Before the voice fell, another pressure surged out from the tower, and Wang Tiezhu and others suddenly felt a huge pressure.
Above the Yuan realm!
Wang Tiezhu was shocked.
The tremendous pressure made his forehead covered with sweat.
Xu Qing's condition was even worse. His face turned pale and he even felt a little out of breath.
The most unexpected thing was Shangguan Ye. His face changed slightly and his brows were furrowed, but there was nothing else unusual about him.
It seems that he is more relaxed than Wang Tiezhu.
At this moment, everyone including Wang Tiezhu was resisting this terrifying pressure and naturally did not notice Shangguan Ye's reaction.
"Mr. Ming, these friends are all candidates selected for the Great Competition."
Chen Fan knew how terrifying the old man guarding the library was, so he didn't dare to hesitate and quickly explained.
"Oh? That's it."
The old voice came out again, with a hint of surprise in his words, and then the terrifying pressure disappeared without a trace.
Wang Tiezhu breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little scared.
Just now, he seemed to be in a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. If this mysterious old man took action with all his strength, he would definitely die.
Thinking of this, Wang Tiezhu's eyes gained a hint of respect.
This old man is so powerful, but he is willing to devote himself to the library and give up his deserved glory and wealth. This spirit is really worthy of admiration.
"In that case, let's talk about it after we come in."
The old man's voice fell, and a burst of light and shadow appeared in front of Wang Tiezhu and others, and then an obscure talisman appeared. The talisman continued to expand, and finally turned into a portal.
"Let's go in."
Wang Tiezhu and others were still in a state of daze. Chen Fan quickly reminded them and pushed them into the portal.
With a "swish" sound, several people disappeared on the spot in an instant, as if they had never appeared, and the talisman also disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had appeared inside the tower.
Wang Tiezhu and others were dumbfounded.
"Ahem."
A slight cough suddenly woke everyone up.
Not far away, next to the stairs leading to the upper floor, there is an old wooden desk.
Sitting behind the wooden desk was a slovenly old man with white hair and white beard and ragged clothes. This old man was so thin that it looked like a gentle gust of wind could blow his bones apart.
"Ming Lao."
While Wang Tiezhu was still sizing up the old man, Chen Fan had already pulled him and trotted up to the old man, shouting in awe.
Everyone changed their colors.
Who would have thought that such a terrifying pressure just now was coming from the frail old man in front of him.
"Um."
The old man snorted lightly and said nothing else.
But Chen Fan did not dare to be careless, and bowed to the old man again, and then motioned to Wang Tiezhu and others to follow him.
So, the group of people walked slowly towards the upper floor, their movements very slight, as if they were afraid of scaring the old man.
"Young man, it's not a good thing to show off your talents too much. The journey of cultivation is extremely dangerous. Only when you know how to hide your clumsiness can you live longer."
"I would like to remind you that Xue Li, the chief disciple of the Blood Demon, is in the library at the moment. Please take care of yourself."
Suddenly, a message sounded in Wang Tiezhu's mind.
Subconsciously, Wang Tiezhu stopped and looked back at the old man who was resting behind the wooden case with his eyes closed.
Wang Tiezhu was very sure that it must be this old man who conveyed the message to him.
"Thank you, senior."
The other party was also kind-hearted. Wang Tiezhu did not hesitate, turned around and saluted.
But the old man didn't speak.
Under the surprised gazes of several people, Wang Tiezhu raised his feet and continued walking forward without any further explanation.
After the group of people disappeared, the old man slowly raised his eyes, looked at the stairs with cloudy eyes, and murmured in a low voice, "Nice young man."
Immediately, the old man began to close his eyes and rest his mind again, with a smile on his lips.
After arriving at the second floor.
"This library is divided into nine floors. The first to fifth floors contain various martial arts techniques."
"The sixth and seventh floors are the training rooms. If the door is open, it means no one is there. You can choose to enter and practice."
"The eighth floor is the arena. In addition to resolving grievances, there will also be monks competing in the arena to confirm what they have learned."
Chen Fan explained again.
"What about the ninth floor?"
Xu Qing asked.
"To be honest, except for the commander level, no one else knows what is on the ninth floor."
Chen Fan waved his hand and said that he didn't know.
This made everyone even more confused.
"Okay, you should first choose the martial arts and martial arts that suit you. The third round of assessment is about to begin. I hope you will gain something before then. Even if it is to increase your strength a little bit, it is always a good thing."
Chen Fan said again.
"You want to leave?"
Wang Tiezhu heard the meaning of Chen Fan's words and couldn't help but ask.
"There are still many things to arrange for the third round of assessment, and I have to deal with them."
Chen Fan nodded.
"Well, you go and do your work first."
Wang Tiezhu did not persuade them to stay. If they needed to enter the training room to practice, it would not be the same thing to let Chen Fan wait here.
Chen Fan responded softly, then turned and left.
"Time is limited, everyone should look for opportunities."
Shangguan Ye could no longer hold himself any longer, so after saying this, he left alone.
The same is true for Mo Xiaotian and others.
Looking at the backs of several people leaving, Wang Tiezhu had a strange look on his face.
According to what the old man said, Xue Li is in the library. If the two of them meet, they may have another conflict.
The strength of the mysterious man has approached the Yuan realm, and it is unknown what realm this Xue Li is.
"Forget it, don't think about it for now, just make peace with it as it comes."
Wang Tiezhu shook his head to clear away these thoughts, and dug into the library, looking for martial arts that suited him.
There were indeed many classics in the library, which dazzled Wang Tiezhu, but the more so, the more he could not find the martial arts suitable for him.
Wang Tiezhu has learned many martial arts, such as Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, Starry Sky Swordsmanship, etc. These martial arts are powerful, but so far, Wang Tiezhu has not been able to claim to be proficient in any of them.
"Perhaps, I need to find time to study it carefully."
Wang Tiezhu thought to himself, his eyes constantly scanning the books on the shelf.
At the same time, on the seventh floor of the tower.
In a certain training room.
On the futon in the center of the training room, a man in black is adjusting his breath.
Beside the man, stood a guard.
"Lord Xue Li, our people have received news that Chen Fan has entered the library with the contestants participating in the great competition, and Wang Tiezhu is also among them."
