Yang Ning was puzzled.
Yang Ning's body was surging with sword intent, and the sword body was inscribed. After all, Xiao Cheng's sword body was still a bit inferior.
Under the pressure of the gravity array, as Yang Ning continued to withdraw her spiritual power, the pressure on the surface of her body became greater and greater, and almost all the pores shrank sharply.
Both feet kept moving forward, sprinting, and soon reached thirty laps. However, this speed still did not satisfy Yang Ning, because Yang Ning used his spiritual power to march forward. Although the spiritual power on the surface of his body is now There is no one left out of ten, but the sword body has not improved yet.
After Yang Ning felt that she was gradually adapting to the current speed and pressure, she was bold again and directly took all the spiritual power back into her body.
With this move, Yang Ning suddenly felt like the world was spinning, and even his legs couldn't help but become weak, and he almost fell to his knees.
His legs were as if they were filled with lead, and his body seemed to be pressed down by something heavier than ten thousand. Every movement was extremely difficult, and the sword body buzzed, making bursts of sword chanting sounds.
Yang Ning used all his strength to activate the sword body, and his whole body was like a sword, daring to pierce the sky.
Geng Zhuangyu watched everything and was slightly stunned by Yang Ning's physique. The sword physique was not like other physiques, which were born with him, but was acquired through cultivation.
Moreover, to achieve the sword body, it requires a coincidence of fate and a great deal of luck. It seems that this boy has good luck.
"In that case, I will help you." Geng Zhuangyu smiled. Geng Zhuangyu was the best at ravaging geniuses. There was nothing more satisfying than exhausting each genius under his hands.
Geng Zhuangyu quickly found Yang Ning's aura in the formation and pointed it out.
Seventy-five times the gravity instantly locked onto Yang Ning, and the huge pressure was like a mountain falling down, directly bending Yang Ning's legs.
Yang Ning suddenly felt bitter about this sudden change.
He had just recovered his spiritual power, but he didn't expect that the formation had changed. The gravity increased by half, which immediately caused Yang Ning's body to shake, unable to adapt to such a gravity environment.
"Boy, come on..." With a joking voice, Yang Ning remembered that it was Geng Zhuangyu's voice.
Yang Ning wanted to raise her head, but found that her head was heavier and her feet seemed to be sucked by the green rock, unable to move.
The sword body kept making sounds, which seemed to be unwilling and more unyielding.
The sword has many changes and can become the king of a hundred weapons, which naturally has a certain aura, and the swordsman would rather give up than bend. Even if he faces thousands of difficulties and dangers, he will only face the difficulties and put in all his efforts.
This also makes the swordsman unique and unique in combat power.
"Ah..." Yang Ning struggled, putting all his strength into his feet.
One step, two steps...
If Yang Ning was still running at top speed just now, Yang Ning at this moment was simply moving at a snail's pace.
At this time, Yang Ning no longer had any blessing, relying entirely on the strength of his body and the most instinctive power of the sword to move forward.
Because of the sudden increase in gravity, Yang Ning was unable to react at all for a while. In addition, this was a gravity array. Even though he could use spiritual power, Yang Ning had to overcome it if he wanted to make long-term progress and have terrifying combat power.
Many things flashed through Yang Ning's mind, including the grudges of the past life, the love of the past life, the love of this life, the grudges and grudges of this life...
Scenes flashed by, making Yang Ning's heart firmer.
As long as you have a sword in your hand, you can pierce even the sky.
It is never a rhetoric, but something that is truly feasible. This is the swordsman’s belief, and it is the swordsman’s unswerving path to becoming strong.
At this moment of recollection, Yang Ning's body finally reached its limit under the pressure.
"Ah..." Yang Ning roared, feeling unprecedentedly weak all over his body and his limbs were weak and weak. At this moment, he was still able to stand because of his firm will.
Yang Ning's whistle was heard by many people. Their eyes turned to this side and they were shocked when they saw Yang Ning's current state.
The people present are all geniuses from famous towns and countries. How could they not know Yang Ning's current state? This is an extreme change. As long as Yang Ning can survive it, it will be a long-term progress.
For practitioners, it is tantamount to a transformation.
"I didn't expect that a person with such strong combat power could break through his limits so quickly..." Before he finished speaking, he saw that Yang Ning didn't have a trace of spiritual power flowing on his body. He was shocked and said Without hesitation: "He, he doesn't have any spiritual blessing. How can he survive this?"
Everyone present is a genius, their eyes are higher than their heads, but under fifty times the gravity, if they do not rely on spiritual power, I am afraid no one can withstand fifty times the gravity.
"How can he be so bold and not afraid of being crushed by gravity?" This genius, named Jin Lingzhou, belongs to the Jintang Empire. Although it is not as powerful as Great Qin, it is still among the best empires, and Jin Lingzhou's cultivation Because, he has reached the middle level of the fourth level of Mountain Building Realm and cannot be underestimated.
But at this moment, I was still shocked by Yang Ning's courage.
"Perhaps, I can give it a try?" Full of uncertainty, Wu Zi slowly withdrew the spiritual power covering the surface of his body.
With only a will, Yang Ning soars into the sky with his sword, and continues to resist the pressure of gravity.
On the surface of the body, more and more kendo will is flowing into Yang Ning's body.
Yang Ning moved forward, her body already numb, but the remaining will in her heart kept persisting.
Don't give up, don't compromise.
Since Yang Ning has done this, he must stick to it to the end.
There are several amiable faces flashing in the soul.
"Wan'er, Hui Ni, wait for me, and the Seven Sons of Tiandao, Tiandao Sect, wait for me..."
These are the motivation for Yang Ning to move forward, making Yang Ning stronger step by step.
The sword intent enters the body like an ant and an insect sniping at it, like a thousand arrows piercing the heart...
Yang Ning's face gradually became ferocious, and the heartbreaking pain constantly reminded Yang Ning that the pain she suffered at this moment would be repaid a hundred times in the future.
Yang Ning gritted his teeth and kept stepping up and down between his legs...
One step, two steps...
Half a circle, a circle...
It seemed that the long road had turned into a mud full of thorns by Yang Ning.
The path of cultivation has always been a struggle with the sky, the earth, and even more so others. Most importantly, it is a struggle with oneself. Only by overcoming the fear in the heart can we make further progress.
Yang Ning was fighting with herself at this moment, using her strong will to overcome the fear in her heart and make her sword body take another step forward.
There were many difficulties in the process, but Yang Ning had no fear and no regrets...
"Ah..." The miserable roar contained the sword intention and Yang Ning's unyielding will.
Every step is like a viper bone piercing the heart...
Time passed little by little.
One hour, two hours...
Yang Ning no longer knew the time or where she was. The subconscious will to keep moving forward drove Yang Ning to keep moving forward with her feet.
At this moment, Yang Ning was very tired, but strong-willed. The three-foot space around him was like a dense net, and the lingering sword intent kept whistling.
The three-foot space actually formed an instinct at this moment, flowing spontaneously.
At dusk, nineteen students finally completed fifty laps. Some were happy and some were sad.
Ling Rong finished first with first place, which made many students look at Ling Rong with admiration and felt that he was more powerful than others.
Jiang Liu was a hair behind Ling Rong, with no waves visible on his calm face.
Even Geng Zhuangyu couldn't figure out what kind of person this Jiang Liu was. It seemed to give people the impression that he was just a pedestrian on the street. He was very ordinary, but he didn't expect him to be like this. strength.
The third place is Xu Xiaoyi.
But the most ridiculous thing is that when Xu Xiaoyi crossed the 50-lap mark, he immediately approached Ling Rong and Jiang Liu.
"You, and you, get up." As he said that, he struck out with both fists at the same time, attacking the two of them.
Having completed fifty laps of punishment, neither of them was exhausted. Neither of them expected that they would be targeted by such a simple-minded person.
Ling Rong looked at Xu Qiuling bitterly, dragging his tired body helplessly to avoid the shadow of the fist.
On the contrary, Jiang Liu remained calm and resigned, punching one punch after another without any hesitation.
Such a move can't help but make people look at him with admiration. In everyone's hearts, no one dares to compete with Ziyang's battle body except Yang Ning. Even during punishment, Ling Rong, who has the highest score, has to avoid the edge temporarily, but Unexpectedly, a little-known Jiang Liu could actually compete with Xu Xiaoyi.
Snapped!
Like thunder, intertwining thunder in the dusk.
The fists were like iron, creating countless sparks. For a moment, the two of them were fighting evenly.
The reason why Class C is called Death Class C is because Geng Zhuangyu never suppresses everyone's thoughts and allows them to develop. This also completes everyone's unruly look at this moment.
Geng Zhuangyu watched the fight between the two without stopping him, and even felt like he was enjoying it.
And in this area, there is still one person who is still persisting.
Yang Ning has already reached the 70th lap. Perhaps because he has gradually adapted to this environment, Yang Ning's pace can be said to be much faster, and he can complete one lap in almost a quarter of an hour.
On Yang Ning's body, the three-foot range was still wrapped in sword light, and the scene inside could not be seen.
On the surface of Yang Ning's body, under the jade-like skin, there seemed to be countless sword intentions.
"Ah..." There was another long roar, and Yang Ning subconsciously shattered all the sword intent.
The severe pain almost caused Yang Ning to collapse.
Like thunder, it echoed in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness.
With this shattering, Yang Ning's body became weak again.
This is a necessary stage of growth. Only by constantly repeating and constantly breaking and standing within one's own limits can we grow rapidly.
This is why Yang Ning shattered his own performance.
Breaking represents giving up, crushing one's achievements in the most cruel way, and only the shattered will can be completely integrated into the body and completely transformed into one's own strength.
Yang Ning's steps were frivolous, her back was wet with sweat, and she was sweating profusely.
But Yang Ning still didn't give up and repeated his previous actions again.
Little by little...
…
A long time has passed, and even Geng Zhuangyu and other teachers are a little weak. To maintain the formation, they not only need to provide their minds, but also need them to be in tension at all times. If they do this for a long time, they will become numb. It has been a whole day, several times. People are becoming increasingly powerless.
"Old Geng, it's almost done..." Ye Luoqiu could tell at a glance that this was a deliberate effort to cultivate Yang Ning, but Geng Zhuangyu did not expect that Yang Ning's tenacity would make him, the peak of the eighth level of the Mountain Building Realm. All the strong men are ashamed.
"If this boy grows up in the future, he will definitely be famous in the Sixteen Countries of Surabaya." Geng Zhuangyu commented.
Even his most recent disciple couldn't do this.
Finally, Yang Ning dragged her exhausted body and completed a hundred laps. She was already covered in sweat, and even the circle surrounding the Class C area was very wet.
But during the whole process, apart from screaming in pain, Yang Ning had no intention of stopping. This kind of will can already be described as terrifying.
"I hope so." Ye Luoqiu also praised sincerely and saw it in his eyes.
"Okay, let's all go back." Dusk left, night fell, and a whole day passed. Some people gained, some people rejoiced...
