C2116 Recruitment to the Luo Family Martial Arts School
Chi You Yue and Chi You Wan'er walked into Chi You's palace.
"Lin Fei, you can go to the Traceless Heaven without worry! I will work hard to raise my cultivation level. One day, I believe that we will meet again in the Traceless Sky. "
Although Chi You Yue was reluctant to part with Lin Fei, she still agreed that Lin Fei should ascend to the 'Traceless Sky' first.
This was because she didn't want to drag Lin Fei down with her.
Chi You Wan'Er lowered her head, no longer had the face to look at Lin Fei.
That day, Lin Fei was determined to fight to the death against the Dragon King and Dragon Domain.
Chi You'Er sneered, firmly believing that Lin Fei definitely could not be a match for the Dragon King's Realm.
But, in the end, Lin Fei managed to destroy the Dragon King and Dragon Domain in a single move.
This result made Chi You Wan'er blush.
Time flew.
The next day.
Under the Ancient War God's guidance, Lin Fei soared into the sky. Spiritual Energy was contained within his body as he flew up to the Traceless Sky.
Lin Fei landed on a mountain in the Traceless Sky Mountain.
This mountain was called 'Falling Moon Mountain'.
Having just ascended to the Traceless Sky, Lin Fei was unfamiliar with this place. He did not know where he was going.
Thus, he aimlessly walked down the mountain.
At the foot of the Falling Moon Mountain, there was a small town called Luo Town.
Four minutes later.
Lin Fei arrived at Luo Town.
Looking around, Lin Fei realized that everyone on the street had a cultivation level above True God Stage Level 1.
On the other hand, Lin Fei was only at the first stage of the True God Stage.
Thus, Lin Fei appeared to be out of the ordinary.
Although Lin Fei's cultivation was at the first level of the True God Stage, his real strength was at the fourth level of the Nascent Soul Stage.
With the help of the ancient war god's power, Lin Fei could fight evenly with a cultivator at the sixth level of the true realm.
Suddenly.
The pedestrians on the street ran in one direction.
As they ran, they began to discuss in whispers.
"Luo Feng's dojo is recruiting today. Let's go take a look and see who will be accepted by them"
"Of all the people in Luo Town, who wouldn't want to enter the Luo dojo! "Tsk tsk, I hope my son can enter the Luo Family Dojo too"
"The young miss of the Luo Family, Luo Furong, seems to be planning to show up today. I heard that she wants to choose a follower to follow her."
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One voice after another entered Lin Fei's ears.
Lin Fei roughly understood why everyone ran in the same direction.
Currently, Lin Fei did not have a place to stay. He planned to go to the Luo Family Martial Arts School and take a look at how beautiful the young miss of the Luo Family, Luo Furong, was.
Thus, he followed the crowd and arrived before the Luo Family Martial Arts School. He saw a lot of people, and they were all preparing to fight.
In front of Luo Feng's dojo, there was a huge dojo.
At this time, Luo Qingshu cleared his throat and said seriously, "Today is the day the Luo Family Martial Arts School will select a new disciple. The rules are the same as usual: the top ten will be accepted."
Just as Luo Qingshu finished his sentence.
A woman wearing a red dress with a veil on her face slowly walked out of the Luo Family martial arts building.
This woman was the eldest daughter of the Luo Family, Luo Furong.
This year, Luo Furong was only twenty years old, but her cultivation level had already broken through to True God Stage Level 8.
In the entire Luo Family Town, Luo Furong was an extremely outstanding martial cultivation genius.
In the past, Luo Furong had always been eager to choose a follower to follow and work for her.
Unfortunately, no one entered her eyes.
She had high expectations of her entourage.
At least, only by being able to receive ten of her moves would he be qualified to be her follower.
"I hope that among those who are participating in this year's competition, there will be someone who is qualified to be my follower!" Under the veil, Luo Furong whispered.
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