Chapter 39: Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix

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Chapter Thirty-ninth: Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix

"Qu Xuan, you can't force others to make things difficult for you."

Suddenly, another voice sounded from the void, and the crowd looked towards the sky, but they saw two figures walking towards the sky, with powerful arrogance roaring around them.

"War King!" The crowd was horrified. They were able to fly in the air. Except for those with a bird-like fighting spirit, the only ones who could fly were the King of War.

Breaking through from the Zhanzong Realm to the Zhanwang Realm, the soul power is liquefied and can walk in the air. The Zhanzong powerhouse is far from comparable to the Zhanzong powerhouse.

People knew that this was a strong person from Shenfeng Academy. Although they rarely recruited students, it didn't mean that they didn't pay attention to everything here. They rushed over as soon as the ninth-rank battle spirit appeared.

"Guo Shichen, I'm going to decide on this son." Qu Xuan's tone was very firm, there was no room for negotiation at all.

A person with a ninth-rank battle spirit will be a peerless powerhouse who can break through to the realm of a war saint in the future. Once a student of the Zhanwang Academy becomes a battle saint powerhouse, it will be a great honor.

"What can you teach him?" The two figures finally landed on the square. The leader was a thin man in his fifties, with a pale face and dark skin. It's like two rays of divine light are embedded in it.

Beside him, stood a skinny old man, his back bent down, obviously old, and one foot had already stepped into the soil.

"I..." Qu Xuan was speechless for a while, and was rendered speechless by the other party's question.

"There's nothing to teach, right?" The thin man Guo Shichen smiled lightly, then looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao and said, "Little friend, I'm Guo Shichen, the dean of the Kamikaze Academy. If you join the Kamikaze Academy, as long as you don't do anything wrong Unfavorable things, Kamikaze Academy will always be your strong backing."

Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyes flickered back and forth on the two deans, and she didn't know how to choose for a moment.

"Little friend, you have to think about it clearly. Shenfeng Academy is boring and ruthless. My Zhanwang Academy has countless geniuses and a relatively balanced ratio of males and females. This is the real paradise for you young people." Qu Xuan said quickly, his tone Some tactful.

But almost all the people present understood, and they looked at Qu Xuan with a weird face, why don't you just say, I'm like a cloud of beauties from Zhan Wang Academy?

Hearing Qu Xuan's words, Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up, she grinned and said, "Then, the dean will introduce some more beauties for me."

"Haha, good." Qu Xuan smiled from ear to ear, Nangong Xiaoxiao clearly meant that she agreed to join Zhanwang Academy.

Guo Shichen, the dean of Shenfeng Academy, turned dark, wishing to slap Nangong Xiaoxiao to death, this guy is too weak, why did he join Zhanwang Academy just for this?

Xiao Fan's face also twitched, this Nangong Xiaoxiao is really special, compared with other geniuses, she has less arrogance and more truthfulness.

"Test the next one." Qu Xuan looked at the old man in black in high spirits and said.

"It's finally my turn." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and walked forward.

"I'll come first." The little witch suddenly grabbed Xiao Fan, stepped forward, and looked at Nangong Xiaoxiao with disdain.

When she came in front of the examiner, the eighth-rank battle spirit Silver Emperor Vine roared out, and silver whip shadows danced in the void, and there were bursts of sonic booms in the void.

"This year is really strong. Not only did the ninth-rank battle spirits appear, but also the eighth-rank battle spirits appeared. These two people will have extraordinary achievements in the future."

"Who said it wasn't? Isn't this deliberately hitting us? Hey, people are more angry than others."

"It's a good thing to have an eighth-rank battle spirit. This shows that my Great Yan Dynasty may rise. If this girl can join the Zhanwang Academy, Shenfeng Academy will never be my opponent in the Zhanwang Academy within decades."

The surrounding monks looked at the eighth-rank battle spirit Silver Emperor Vine in amazement, talking about it, and the people of Zhanwang Academy became even more excited.

"Eighth Grade Battle Soul Silver Emperor Vine." Qu Xuan's eyes lit up, and he said, "Little girl, you..."

"Does Shenfeng Academy still need people?" The little witch asked Guo Shichen without even looking at Qu Xuan.

"Welcome to Shenfeng Academy." Guo Shichen was slightly startled, he did not expect that this girl with an eighth-rank battle spirit was willing to take the initiative to join Shenfeng Academy.

Qu Xuan's face froze, but he soon regained his composure, and comforted himself in his heart: "Although an eighth-rank battle spirit is strong, it is far from being comparable to a nine-rank battle spirit."

The old man in black looked at Qu Xuan, and seeing Qu Xuan's slight gesture, he called again: "Next."

"Xiao Fan, why don't you let me come first?" Ling Feng suddenly looked at Xiao Fan and said.

Xiao Fan took a deep look at Ling Feng. He knew that Ling Feng wanted to relieve the little witch. Could it be that his battle spirit was also of a high rank?

"Okay." Xiao Fan nodded and stepped aside.

Ling Feng stepped forward step by step, his arms trembled, and a ball of blood-black flame flew up from behind him, screamed in the void, and then turned into a huge black phoenix five feet long.

A violent, ferocious, and eerie aura emanated from Heifeng's body. Many monks around were terrified when they saw this scene.

"What kind of battle spirit is this? How could it be so domineering? It feels even more ferocious than that King Kong Hercules Bull."

"At least it's an eighth-rank battle spirit, isn't this the third one? Why are there so many monsters this year?"

"Not at least, but absolutely, this black phoenix is ​​definitely a ninth-rank battle spirit!"

The hearts of the crowd trembled, and they looked at the flame black phoenix in horror. Goosebumps appeared on their bodies, but luckily, the flame black phoenix disappeared in just an instant.

"Fierce prison demon phoenix?" Guo Shichen and Qu Xuan narrowed their pupils and muttered to themselves.

The Fierce Prison Demon Phoenix is ​​not a ninth-rank battle spirit, but it is comparable to a ninth-rank battle spirit, and even far superior, because it is a battle spirit that is between a ninth-rank battle spirit and a special battle spirit.

The blood-black flame is a feature only possessed by special fire-attribute war spirits, but it also has the appearance of a monster, so some people call the fiery prison demon phoenix a mutated ninth-rank war spirit.

Ninth-rank battle spirits are already powerful enough, not to mention mutated ninth-rank battle spirits. War spirits are mutated, just like spirit beasts, they can only be stronger and more mysterious.

"Little friend, are you willing..." Qu Xuan took a deep look at Ling Feng, and quickly said, he naturally couldn't miss such an opportunity, his eyes were full of greedy thoughts, and he wished to drag Ling Feng into the battle immediately King's College.

"I'm joining Shenfeng Academy." Ling Feng directly interrupted Qu Xuan's words, and walked to the little witch.

"Haha, good." Guo Shichen laughed loudly, "It seems that there are still smart people in this world."

"Hmph, old ghost Guo, don't get carried away, it's still early, maybe there is still a ninth-rank battle spirit." Qu Xuan snorted coldly, with an expression of dissatisfaction.

"Next." This time, Qu Xuan said in person, and people's eyes fell on Xiao Fan.

Many people know that Xiao Fan came here together with Little Witch and Ling Feng, both of them have such powerful fighting spirits, how could Xiao Fan's fighting spirit be low.

Xiao Fan took a deep breath, stepped forward step by step, and forcibly suppressed the tension in his heart. Two ninth-rank battle spirits and one eighth-rank battle spirit appeared in front of him. It was impossible for him not to be nervous.

"Release your fighting spirit." The old man in black stared at Xiao Fan with a look of anticipation.