"I remember that she took you to find your dean." The bronze lamp shook its body and said: "I couldn't spy on the things behind it in the Nine Realms Tower. It wasn't until you moved me out just now that the restriction was lifted."
"Um."
Zhao Fanxin said that sure enough, when the dean appeared, he blocked the perception of the copper lamp. However, judging from his attitude towards the copper lamp, it should be unintentional.
Maybe the boss has his own passive protection against prying eyes.
"After that, the dean took me to the Northern Nether Realm again."
Zhao Fan smiled.
"Are you taking it out on you?" Tong Deng was puzzled, "This doesn't look like your dean's character."
"The golden-patterned black egg contains the high-ranking saint ancestor of the Netherworld tribe. The dean is going to teach the Netherworld tribe a lesson."
Zhao Fan said with endless aftertaste: "He moved his fingers just like catching a chicken, and the nineteen saint ancestors of the Nether Tribe floated out of the domain uncontrollably. This is nothing. Next, it opened my eyes. , almost losing his consciousness due to being stimulated, he was just fighting eighteen Saint Ancestors of the Nether Clan at the normal level of a Single Rule Saint Ancestor."
"Is this... really or not?" Tong Deng said in disbelief: "Even if he is the dean of the Holy Academy, he can't be so outrageous, right? What is the upper limit of the strength of the Saint Ancestor with only one rule? What can he do with the three? Rules, four rules of Saint Ancestor fighting?"
"There is an upper limit, so his weakened body was slightly injured." Zhao Fan said with a smile: "However, a group of Nether Clan Saint Ancestors were swept and crushed in front of the dean. Fifty breaths, all fallen.”
"Outrageous! Even my master can't do this!" Tong Deng said in shock: "If it were my master, with the normal level of a single-rule saint ancestor, he could at best be tied with a single-rule saint ancestor, but he would only stand on the same level. Invincible place, there must be a special way to this."
"Without micro-control, the master of the Water Mansion would have already maximized the strength of the single-rule Saint Ancestor."
Zhao Fan was filled with emotions.
"Hurry up and tell me, don't tantalize me!" Tong Deng urged with an itchy heart.
"Because of "Rule List Art""
Zhao Fan recounted one-third of the message.
After hearing this, Bronze Lantern was silent. After a long time, it sighed and said: "It may be the end of all living beings, and it is beyond the reach of others' starting point. This must be admitted."
"yes."
Zhao Fan nodded and said: "The dean was born with the tenth level of rule-based skills. He calculated that it would be the end if I could reach the third level. Not only that, but now, the dean has surpassed the tenth level. The level has reached a second qualitative change!”
"..."
Tong Leng was speechless, "Abnormal, really abnormal. No wonder my master, no matter how he wants to make up for the gap with your dean, becomes more and more desperate. It is just a single rule of destruction. Even so, what if there are four rules? What if the superior What about the rules? What if even the ultimate rules can use the rule spell? It’s so cruel, so incredible!”
Zhao Fan spread his hands and said with a smile: "I guess the master of the Water Mansion has already looked away."
"No, if my master had looked away, he wouldn't have run into the hole in the rules." Tongdeng sighed and said, "He was not competitive at first. It wasn't until he got to know your dean that he went from being persistent to morbid, to helpless. , but I have never truly despaired, and have always aimed to surpass your dean..."
