Volume 1 Text_Chapter 303

Chapter 303 Don't bow your head

While running, it can collide.

Blue Spirit Saints often do this kind of training and are also proficient in collision techniques. This competition is very partial to them!

Sure enough, Ji Kailin and several other saints released a gas shield to protect their body, and they went on a rampage, knocking many warriors away.

The warrior who was knocked away fell to the ground, was trampled on again, and was injured accidentally!

You must know that the martial artist at this time was carrying a heavy iron mound of 20,000 kilograms in each hand. The weight of his body can be imagined. He was stepped on and was severely injured.

Qin Yun stood at the starting line, his two iron weights had been replaced with heavier ones, and he would have to lift 80,000 catties and run a hundred laps, thinking about how difficult it was!

Originally, in this round of competition, Qin Yun had a great chance of winning.

But now, when he encounters such a thing, it also makes people secretly suspect that it was the Blue Spirit Holy Palace that secretly made a black hand to deliberately block Qin Yun in the second round!

Xie Wufeng sighed with regret: "Brother Yun has no hope of winning. Fortunately, he participated in the odd pattern competition, and now he can focus on the odd pattern competition!"

Lan Fengjin scolded in a low voice, "Ji Kailin and these guys are really treacherous. Let me seize the opportunity and teach them a good lesson!"

Murong Daren said helplessly: "The purpose of this conference is to let the Blue Spirit Saints show their skills and strength. The appearance of Brother Yun stole their limelight. If the final winner is not the Blue Spirit Saint, Lan Ling This meeting of the Holy Spirit Palace is meaningless!"

With a glimmer of hope in his eyes, Huo Zhong whispered, "Maybe Brother Yun can create a miracle?"

"Impossible! It's close to 100,000 catties. If you give him a stick of incense, it's possible. But now there is only half a stick of incense, and this kind of punishment makes it clear that he doesn't want him to pass. This round of competition!" Lan Fengjin shook his head and sighed.

The warriors who ran to the top were originally four or five hundred people, but now there are only more than three hundred left. Nearly two hundred people were injured in the collision and withdrew from the competition. Most of these people are Xuan-level martial arts institutes and people from all walks of life people.

As for the people running on the field, the speed of most people has slowed down a lot.

But the few blue spirit saints and the disciples from the fourth palace were still very fast.

He also ran very steadily, but was just out of breath.

A stick of incense has already burned 30%.

The Fourth Palace disciple and the Blue Spirit Saint have run for more than fifty laps, and they are almost halfway done!

It has to be said that they are stronger than the Xuan-level martial arts institute and the ninth-level martial artists from all walks of life in all aspects.

Everyone looked at the many warriors who were tired and collapsed on the road, and they all sighed.

Especially those warriors who only have the seventh or eighth level of martial arts are asking themselves if they can pass this test if they step into the ninth level of martial arts!

Banzhuxiang was about to pass, and the disciples of Lanlingxing Palace had run eight or ninety laps. Xue Ziye also persisted here, but she ran slower!

There are many warriors who can persist to this stage, there are more than 200 people. However, at the beginning, there were five hundred people, and less than half were left.

Banzhuxiang finally passed, and Ji Kailin also ran a hundred laps and was the first to complete the assessment.

He stood at the starting line very proudly and looked at Qin Yun who was waiting for the start!

"Qin Yun, you should give up. Honest Qin Yun participates in the odd pattern competition!" Ji Kailin's sneer was full of arrogant pride.

At this time, the few blue spirit saints also completed one after another.

The saint who framed Qin Yun also successfully completed a hundred laps, which shows that he was not stepped on at all!

Qin Yun looked at these guys and became even more angry. In order not to make these guys who use dirty methods proud, he would never give up, never admit defeat, and never be afraid!

"Even if it is to climb, I have to climb a hundred laps, and I will never bow to you scumbags!" His tone was full of firmness, and his stubborn and determined eyes were full of unwillingness to admit defeat.

"Qin Yun, start!" the old man shouted.

The people who were watching around the arena were suddenly shocked and all looked at Qin Yun!

Qin Yun immediately carried two iron mounds each weighing 40,000 catties, gritted his teeth, and ran wildly.

He's running out of time, he has to go all out and run a hundred laps.

He couldn't retain any power in the first place!

When running, he mobilized the inner strength of three inner cores, and he also used spiritual energy to hold up the two iron mounds and reduce the weight!

In the beginning, he was very fast, which surprised many people!

"He made a desperate attempt and ran with all his strength... This is burning the energy of the body, and it won't last long!" Lan Fengjin felt a little distressed, staring at Qin Yun who refused to admit defeat, that kind of determination was also deeply infected her.

Xie Wufeng looked at it expressionlessly, with a look of anger in his eyes. He could deeply feel that Qin Yun was angry because of the injustice, and this was planned by Ji Kailin and the others!

Ji Kailin and the others didn't dare to look towards Xie Wufeng, but they could feel Xie Wufeng's fierce sword intent covering them!

Xue Ziye also completed the 100 laps, sweating profusely, and running to the side, panting, she saw Qin Yun passing by, and she shouted softly, "Qin Yun, I believe you will succeed, and you will too. You must believe in yourself! If you lose, it will be Ji Kailin's victory, and they must not be allowed to succeed!"

Qin Yun, who was running, glanced at her and nodded!

Xue Ziye smiled at him, a sincere smile full of encouragement.

She doesn't like to laugh. Although she laughs a little stiffly, she is the purest, simplest, most sincere, and extremely beautiful!

Half of the incense stick was burned, and Qin Yun was the only one on the runway!

He ran eighty laps in one breath, which has shocked everyone!

You must know that if he only carried an ordinary iron mound, with this kind of strength and speed, he would have completed a hundred laps!

This kind of power has surpassed Ji Kailin and the other saints!

Qin Yun frantically squeezed his potential, clenched his teeth, held the iron mound, and ran. He felt that his steps were getting heavier and his body was getting heavier and heavier...

"His potential is terrifying! Is it finally over?"

"To be able to do this, even if you are defeated, you are still honored!"

"If the iron mound in his hand is the same as the others, then he will definitely be able to complete a hundred laps early!"

boom!

Qin Yun, whose legs were sore, suddenly fell forward, lying on the ground! He is still fifteen laps away, and he has reached a hundred laps!

However, his physical strength and time are completely insufficient!

"I want to stand up, I must not lose to those bastards!" Qin Yun gritted his teeth and let out a deep roar. The powerful willpower made the three diamond inner cores in his body spin wildly.

Vajra Neidan, Yuanshen travels, three strands of Yuanshen float out of the body, madly absorbing Jiuyang aura!

Qin Yun felt a wave of spiritual energy entering his body, and slowly stood up, but his body was still extremely heavy, he just felt like he was carrying a giant mountain on his shoulders, unable to move at all.

"Fifteen laps left!" He looked at the incense stick, there was not much left.

"rush!"

Qin Yun roared, and he didn't know where the power came from, but he was able to run again!

"He can still run! Where does the power come from?"

"I have to admire him, knowing that it is impossible, I have to finish this road!"

"Alas, if he hadn't started encountering that kind of thing, he would have been able to pass easily!"

The people watching in the hall were all infected by Qin Yun's unyielding spirit, and they all sighed with regret.

Although Zhuo Chuan came with Qin Yun, he just sent him to the door and went to the Jingwen Hall, so he was not here. After he and Lan Huayu learned about Qin Yun's situation, they rushed over immediately.

As soon as Zhuo Chuan arrived, he shouted to Qin Yun: "Qin Yun, you are overdrawing your life, if you continue like this, it will have a great impact on your bones, and maybe it will not be enough for you to step into the realm of martial arts. It has a huge impact!"

Stepping into the Martial Dao Realm is the pursuit of the ninth-level martial artist. If it will really have a great impact, then you should give up, so as to avoid endless troubles!

"Qin Yun, this side lost, you still have the odd pattern competition over there! With your strength, you can definitely achieve good results in the odd pattern competition!" Lan Fengjin quickly persuaded.

Qin Yun's madness beyond his own limit tortured his body to such an extent that blood was oozing from his skin.

Even so, he has to carry two iron mounds and continue to run forward.

"No, this is a sign of going crazy!" Lan Huayu hurriedly said: "His thoughts are too extreme at this time, which is very bad for him!"

Qin Yun's eyes were red, he was dissatisfied with bloodshots, and the skin on his body was overflowing with blood, and he looked very scary. And the most terrifying thing is that he looks like this, but he can still carry the iron mound and continue to run!

"Grandpa, what should I do?" Lan Fengjin was very anxious: "Go and stop him!"

Xie Wufeng looked at Qin Yun and sighed: "It's up to him. I hope he can wake up suddenly. Otherwise, our forced rescue will only make his situation worse."

Lan Huayu nodded and said, "Yes, it's up to him!"

Soon, Qin Yun ran another ten laps, and now there are five laps left!

"My God, it's terrible! Is this still a human being? With a ninth-level martial arts level, he can carry a 80,000-pound iron mound and run ninety-five laps quickly!"

"He can give up and do this. Even if he loses, no one will laugh at him!"

"Brother Yun, you've done a great job!" Huo Zhong shouted, "Stop now and continue, you'll be ruined!"

Lan Fengjin, Xie Wufeng, Murong Daren... Qin Yun's friends are all trying to persuade him to give up, because if he persists, the skeleton will dissipate.

boom!

Qin Yun was so tired that he climbed to the ground again. He half-opened his eyes and looked at the incense that was only half an inch, and it wouldn't burn for long.

"Did I really lose? I lost to injustice again, to these powerful people?" He sighed secretly in his heart. He looked at his friends and suddenly realized that he was not alone today.

Now he is encouraged by friends, cared by friends, and guided by teachers. How bright all this is!

"I must win!" His heart burst with pride, and a surge of momentum surged up.

The tree totem that has been attached to the inner core of Mingyang suddenly awakened...

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