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Han Feng took a step back and jumped out of the area. As he left, the light in front of him converged, and the Tai Chi patterns flying in the sky disappeared. 【WwW.AiQuXs.coM】
He couldn't help but be secretly surprised, wondering whether he was the first monk to enter this area. After all, he had heard some elders mention before that there were eight areas with various obstacles when approaching the top platform. In these areas, it is impossible to fly and there are air restrictions. Of course, these obstacles only apply to the first person to enter. As long as the first person successfully passes through this area and reaches the top platform, there will be no obstacles for other monks to come. The purpose is to increase the difficulty of the first person to reach the top and greatly reduce the element of luck. People without strength, even if they are the first to rush here, will not be able to take another step forward. After the other capable people come up, the first place winner will naturally be decided.
Han Feng thought for a moment, and without any further hesitation, he took another step into this area.
In an instant, bursts of dark green light emerged again, condensing into Tai Chi patterns, cutting across the sky, making a swishing sound, and the strong wind blew, which looked terrifying.
Han Feng shrank his own purple light until it was close to his skin, unfolded it quickly, and turned into a shadow, sometimes moving to the left, sometimes stepping to the right, sometimes stepping forward, sometimes stepping back, dodging the Tai Chi patterns dancing in the sky with extraordinary agility. The feeling of dancing on the blade all the time.
Time flew by, and more than a quarter of an hour passed before he knew it. He was already sweating profusely, and there was a faint trace of sweat on his forehead.
He didn't know if anyone had broken into the remaining seven areas, let alone if anyone had already reached the top. He only knew that he had to go all out at this moment, because he was already halfway through the journey.
However, the higher you go up, the more difficult it becomes, and more Tai Chi patterns emerge in the sky. Sometimes four patterns will suddenly appear, attacking from the front, back, left, and right, and the directions are unpredictable. It is really impossible to dodge, so he has to hold his fists. A scorching white light emitted, with a bang, struck the outside of a Tai Chi pattern on the left, slightly deflecting it. He endured the severe pain, forcibly stabilized his body, and ran out diagonally, escaping the disaster.
He took advantage of this gap and quickly walked forward a few feet, but soon encountered three patterns coming from the front. He had to dodge to the side and move towards the top platform in a circuitous way.
After an unknown amount of time, Han Feng felt exhausted and his hands were bruised and bruised. Fortunately, he was only five or six feet away from the summit platform.
In addition, there are no more Tai Chi patterns here, and he is becoming more and more proficient, dodging left and right like a civet cat, with extraordinary agility. With a left click and a right click, he can dodge the attacks of all the patterns and move up another ten feet smoothly. A lot of distance.
Another quarter of an hour later, he finally came to a place only one step away from the platform on the top of the mountain. He jumped left and right to avoid the irregular encirclement of Tai Chi patterns, grabbed a protruding sharp stone, swayed his body, and volleyed into the air. One step over, he jumped to the top of the mountain platform smoothly like a monkey.
After he came up, he raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly found two people sitting cross-legged in different directions in the distance, more than a hundred feet apart, meditating and resting.
Han Feng looked at them carefully and determined that he didn't recognize them, but judging from their clothing, they were all disciples of the Xuanqing Sect, and the aura they exuded was dignified, not inferior to any of the early Guiyuan Realm disciples. Ordinary elders are even better.
The two of them sensed Han Feng's arrival immediately, and immediately opened their eyes. Their gazes shot like lightning, scanning Han Feng up and down. After discovering that he was a disciple of the Sanye Sect, they looked at each other, seemingly a little surprised.
Han Feng didn't take the initiative to speak, but just cupped his hands and fists towards them, then walked more than ten feet away, sat down on the spot, took out a few pills and took them. At the same time, he took out two high-grade spiritual stones and held them in his hands, silently restoring his physical strength and vitality. .
The two people from the Xuanqing Sect looked at each other and shook their heads in unison. In fact, they had just arrived, and they had also spent a lot of money down there. The man on the left was even slightly injured, otherwise it would be hard to guarantee that they would not have other ideas. There is no statement in the rules that once you reach the top platform, you can no longer fight. In fact, in the past few years, after reaching the top platform, the top disciples would still have a big fight, but it was difficult to tell the winner. Everyone just clicked and stopped. After all, there was no need for that. The goal of everyone is to gain something in the subsequent Grand Canyon of Death, not to decide between life and death here.
The three of them lived in peace, and time passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, more than half a quarter of an hour passed, and monks appeared one after another from the other five directions, including Murong Xue's figure from the northeast. After she came up, she glanced around the monks indifferently. When she saw Han Feng, who was already sitting in the southeast, she couldn't help but pause slightly, but quickly moved over, sat down cross-legged, closed her eyes and rested. .
Han Feng seemed to realize something. He immediately opened his eyes and looked to the northeast. When he found that it was Murong Xue, his pupils shrank slightly, then returned to normal and closed his eyes again.
After removing the obstacles below, monks from various sects began to climb onto the top platform in a steady stream. In less than an hour, hundreds of people appeared, and monks came up one after another after them. Of course, from time to time, there were sounds of fierce fighting, roars and even desperate cries for killing from below. When the number of places became fewer, their struggle became more intense, and gradually evolved into a life-and-death fight, which was extremely brutal. At this time, even if there are elders patrolling in the air outside, there may be times of negligence and failure to stop it in time, resulting in a murder. However, the qualifications of those who deliberately kill can only be revoked, and the deceased can only sleep forever.
As the fighting below the summit platform became more and more brutal, more and more monks were seriously injured or killed. As the elders who maintained order shouted angrily, time passed by and the battle for quotas in the Grand Canyon of Death finally came to an end. .
After a short while, the first three hundred monks finally gathered on the platform at the top of the mountain. At a glance, there were almost no monks who were not wearing colorful clothes and blood on their bodies. They were extremely heroic.
Although the time for the competition was not over yet, because the quota was full, the elders of various sects who were patrolling in the air descended to the bottom of the platform to stop the dispute and announced the end of the competition.
The monks who were only one step away from reaching the top looked pale. Some looked up to the sky and screamed, some clenched their fists, and some even killed people in anger. However, these were all minor incidents, and they were all suppressed by the elders and driven down Taiji Mountain.
After a while, a bright and dazzling light suddenly appeared in the clouds above the platform on the top of the mountain. It quickly condensed and transformed into more than a dozen figures in the blink of an eye. Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.
