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(Thanks to book friend 13582914 for the tip, we have another hall master.)

Therefore, after the winter this year, the mirror terrace in the inner courtyard of the academy, which had been quiet for many years, gradually became no longer deserted.

Those old students in Mirror Taichung began to become very cautious and cautious.

They began to ask around who the owner of the mysterious letter of war was.

As the top students of the academy, they have naturally experienced many things and gained a lot of knowledge during the years of practice and study in the academy. Although they have vague speculations about this strange thing in their hearts, they still do not want to believe it.

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For them, who have witnessed with their own eyes or who were involved in the drastic reshuffle of the Spiegel TV station a few years ago, both the repetition of history and the sequel of history seem to come too fast.

It catches people off guard!

Therefore, they have to verify it in person no matter what, and must see it with their own eyes before they can confirm this fact.

However, the seventeen mirror platforms in the inner courtyard of the academy are not too big and cannot be compared with the six-character gate in the outer courtyard. As the old students on the mirror platform are challenged and defeated more and more, those who have seen the master of the mysterious gauntlet will

The more it becomes, the more it becomes impossible for this secret to be airtight and watertight.

In the end Luo Changfeng was exposed.

He wasn't deliberately trying to be mysterious, he just wanted to keep a low profile.

It was just that after his low profile was inadvertently exposed, the inner courtyard of Bodhi Academy was completely boiling.

Even the heavy snow can't cover up this boiling.

"I remember when I was baptized under the bodhi tree, many new students questioned Changfeng's black bodhi tree." Moon Phase talked about the past.

"Who says otherwise? Not to mention other people, even our ten brothers may not all agree in their hearts that there is no dispute about the ownership of the black bodhi that represents the new king, right?" Jun Zeyu

He looked at Chongyang and Nan Xihan with a half-smile, as if there was something in his words.

"What about you? Brother Jun is a disciple of the Tianji Constellation. He is very famous in the Eight Hundred Sects of Tiandong. Among the freshmen of our academy, no one can match us in terms of reputation, talent, or strength.

Brother Jun!" Yue Xiangqi's bright eyes stared at Jun Zeyu's face that made countless women jealous and hateful and said seriously.

"This is inappropriate. My skills are just words. If I really get into the ring, I won't be able to survive a few rounds and I will be thrown out. Besides, in front of the guy who is ranked thirteenth on the Earthly Mysterious Ranking List.

, who dares to take the title of the first freshman?" Jun Zeyu was modest but did not want to make fun of Nancy Han.

"I'm not even qualified to pass the Sichuan Zi Sect's entrance exam, so how can I talk about the reputation of Di Xuan Thirteen." Nancy Han said.

"If even the Dixuan List compiled by the most authoritative Tianji Pavilion is just a false name, then my little fame in this corner of Tiandong will be even more worthless." Jun Zeyu persisted.

"Then it seems that Changfeng is the most powerful!" Yue Xiangqi came to this conclusion after seeing the two people arguing back and forth with no answers.

But who would have expected that Nan Xihan, who had been reluctant to admit his strength under Jun Zeyu's questioning, refuted the conclusion of the moon phase period.

"You have to fight to know whether it's good or not." Nancy said coldly.

"That's right, you have to fight to find out." Chongyang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly began to shine with fiery light in his dark eyes.

That kind of light is very similar to Nancy Han's aura.

It is a kind of fanaticism, a kind of desire, and that desire is called fighting spirit!

Just like a spark that was swept away by a hundred-mile long wind and turned into an unquenchable prairie fire, this fire covered in heavy snow has burned into their hearts.

I really can’t figure out what these two guys are thinking during the moon phase period.

He felt that they were all brothers, so there was no need to argue about the strengths and weaknesses.

"What two monsters." Yue Xiangqi puffed out his mouth helplessly, feeling contemptuous in his heart.

Regarding Chongyang and Nancy Han's final answers, Jun Zeyu smiled with satisfaction.

His perseverance and persuasion were not in vain.

"But we are brothers after all, and we can't turn against each other." Jun Zeyu pointed out the key point.

Moon Phase looked at Jun Zeyu in surprise.

Chongyang and Nanxi Han fell into silence.

"I have a method." Jun Zeyu said instead.

"What method?" Chongyang asked with confusion.

"Do you still remember the original intention of us becoming ten brothers under the starry sky during the entrance exam?" Jun Zeyu said.

"It's to challenge the Seventeen Mirror Towers." Yue Xiangqi said.

"It seems like the time is just right now," Jun Zeyu said.

"I think I understand what you mean." Chongyang paused secretly.

There are many ways to judge the strengths and weaknesses of the superior and the inferior, but no matter which method, head-on confrontation cannot be avoided.

Jun Zeyu, however, avoided such a head-on confrontation.

He chose a method that did not involve destroying the brotherhood of the ten brothers, nor creating a tit-for-tat confrontation.

Luo Changfeng is sweeping the seventeen mirrors.

They can also follow the example of the gourd.

Use the old students on the Seventeen Mirror Stage as a reference to see who can achieve a more dazzling record between them and Luo Changfeng.

Nancy Han also nodded and had no objection.

Just like Jiang Manlou's original intention when he vowed to form the Ten Sons Team with great fanfare, it was to sweep the seventeen mirrors in an unstoppable manner in the near future.

This is their original intention.

Later, after going through the test at the Dilemma Mountain in the academy, the Ten Sons team was abruptly split into different parts of the world. And they had been immersed in the practice and study in the academy, and they had actually forgotten about this incident.

Until Luo Changfeng made such a big noise in the inner courtyard.

In just one month, in addition to the door god of the Mirror Terrace and the ten fellow disciples of the tenth Mirror Terrace who followed Yan Nanfei back to Dayan, five Mirror Terraces were chosen one after another.

This incident caused a sensation in both the inner and outer courtyards of the academy.

It reminded Jun Zeyu of his original intention again.

Luo Changfeng was like a wake-up call. He told the freshmen of the five-character sect in the outer courtyard of the academy that the time to fulfill the vows made under the stars seemed to have arrived. Not when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming next year and everything is recovering, right now when the sky is covered with snow and the north wind is blowing

time.

So Jun Zeyu also wanted to compete, with Luo Changfeng, and with the seventeen senior brothers and sisters at the Mirror Stage.

In the end, we still have to take a look, on this road covered with heavy snow that sweeps across the seventeen mirror terraces of student leaders, who slips first and who walks further.

"Ten sons are in the same robe, advancing and retreating together. Since the Mirror Stage is destined to usher in a complete replacement of positions, why not make this blizzard come faster and more violently." Jun Zeyu looked out the door with his hands behind his back.

Said the scattered snowflakes in the endless dark night.

The north wind blew in and stirred up messy snow.

His words sounded like Zhuang language.

His back looks somewhat heroic.

Even during the moon phase, I couldn't help but shudder, and then my heart seemed to be ignited by an invisible flame.

(PS: It’s the last day of 2016, what can I say... Everyone is having fun, Loulan is still typing. It’s cold and my hands are freezing. It may be very late to write the next chapter. I suggest you wait until

I’ll read it again when I wake up tomorrow morning, staying up late will hurt my health. I hope that in 2017, Jun Tian’s book can be written smoothly, and I also hope that I can achieve some results, so that I can get closer to my full-time dream. Thank you.)