Zhang Mo stood aside from a group of talking onlookers, his face like ink on a canvas, sometimes reddening like the morning glow, and sometimes fading like the moonlight.
During Ji Chen's argument with several other teachers, he also found out the truth. Although the Auxiliary Sect is not a traditional martial artist or Taoist method, it is an unexpected way of life for him, a practitioner below the ninth level of foundation building. Deep in the heart, the fire that was almost swallowed up by despair rekindled, as if a bright light suddenly appeared in the endless night.
Zhang Mo knew that although this opportunity was unexpected, it was still a great opportunity, and it was better than the fate of being reduced to an ordinary servant. The pressure of the bet and the desire to become a powerful Taoist made his heart burn even more intensely.
He straightened his body, and although his heart was filled with turmoil, his face was full of determination. The phrase "I am willing to cross Wooden Lane!" is not only an answer to Ji Chen, but also an oath to his own heart, loud and unquestionable.
The shaking heads and whispers of the people around him did not make Zhang Mo shaken. He knew that what they saw was an ordinary boy who chose an unconventional path, but what he saw himself was a big opportunity!
"75!" Wang Nansheng said. He stood among the crowd. He looked handsome and had an imperceptible arrogance in his temperament. Just like the rising sun in the sky, it was both bright and cold. When he casually announced the number "75", his confidence and unquestionable attitude, just like the fluttering of his clothes, had an eye-catching charm.
"Brother Nan Sheng, what is 75?"
Shen Liang, waving the folding fan gracefully, seemed to have the comfort of the spring breeze in his demeanor, walking towards this side with light steps.
"Brother Shen, just in time, there is a lot of fun here." When Wang Nansheng saw the visitor, a smile appeared on his arrogant face, "This colleague is at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment and is an assistant sect for examinations. Teacher Ji asked him to pass through the Wooden Man Lane. I Said he could only pass level 75."
"Crossing Muren Alley on the seventh level is crazy. Teacher Ji is trying to trick people."
It turned out that these two people were classmates at Liuyun Academy. They both came from very good families and had excellent talents. One was named Wang Nansheng and the other was named Shen Liang.
Shen Liang shook his folding fan slightly and calculated: "According to the 9th level, he can pass 108 levels. If he is at the 7th level, he can pass 84 levels. Brother Nan Sheng still reduced him by 9 levels. Do you think he is so unfavorable?".
"There is a difference. The seventh level of foundation building is still far behind the ninth level. Many acupuncture points and meridians are blocked, and the body is heavy and turbid. It becomes more difficult as you go to the back. It cannot be calculated according to arithmetic." Wang Nansheng shook his head and said, "Brother Shen, guess how many tests he can pass?"
Shen Liang chuckled lightly, and as he swung his folding fan, he seemed to be able to calculate all the variables in the world. His voice was neither high nor low, but it spread clearly to everyone's ears, "Arithmetic calculations are sometimes not suitable for the harshness of the world of cultivation. There is some truth in what Brother Nan Sheng said." Shen Liang put away the folding fan with a swipe, patted it on his palm a few times, and said: "In my opinion, this person can only pass level 60!".
"I'll go, you're even less optimistic." Wang Nansheng was surprised.
All the students were chatting and laughing, and the teacher who recruited the disciples was chatting and laughing, while Ouyang Jiannan and Dongfang Xu stood aside and watched the show.
Ji Chen's face was livid, and Zhang Mo had already put on protective gear. Thin Monkey came over and whispered: "These people are used to being disrespectful to us, so don't pay attention to them, just fight."
Zhang Mo nodded, glanced at Ji Xiaoyu in the crowd, rushed into the alley, tried two moves, and felt that the puppet was too powerful. On the third move, he used the crazy magic boxing technique in the basic martial arts, attacking like a gust of wind and rain. He quickly The puppet also moves very quickly. The ten rounds end quickly and the puppet retreats.
He didn't waste any time and went directly to the next level, still playing at a fast pace.
The students watching were all dumbfounded. There is no fast fighter in this wooden man's alley. You must maintain your physical strength in the front, as long as you don't exceed the time. It will become more and more difficult to deal with later. If your physical strength is exhausted, you will not be able to break through at all. Shen Liang and Wang Nansheng looked at each other.
Shen Liang coughed lightly: "I have to change my expectations, up to 50 levels!".
Wang Nansheng cleared his throat: "What I originally wanted to say, but you said it, let's go to level 55."
Ji Xiaoyu in the crowd had a look of disappointment in her eyes. She really hoped that these two people would take the exam and enter Liuyun Mountain. They would at least have good teachers to guide them in Liuyun Mountain. She had heard of many orphans caused by wars who entered the secular world. After being exposed to the dyeing vat, he contracted bad habits and became an evil member of this cruel world.
By the twentieth level, Zhang Mo also felt that the force of the puppet's punches had increased by 20%. By the thirtieth level, his whole body was soaked and his energy could not be sustained. After the puppet retreated, he stood there to rest.
Level 30, at normal speed, takes two-quarters of an hour, but Zhang Mo only took a quarter of an hour.
"Wow, you're so good, you're so fast!" Thin Monkey yelled from the side.
But everyone looked at the thin monkey like a fool. They didn't know how this guy's head was so long. He was so exhausted after only 30 levels. What's the point of spending so little time? I originally thought he could pass a few more levels. In this situation , and everyone lowered their expectations.
Zhang Mo didn't care about that much, he just felt the 'alien qi' in his lower abdomen, the flow of air that made him alive and well at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, but at this moment, he quickly restored his vitality and energy, and his dry Dantian was Under this warm air flow, the vitality quickly condenses.
Zhang Mo looked at the hourglass. After a quarter of an hour, his energy recovered to 80%, and he immediately entered the 31st level. He was still using the crazy magic boxing technique, and he was still as fast as the wind and rain.
The onlookers were surprised, how could this kid become so lively again after resting for a while? Several people who had already walked a few steps and found it boring at first also turned back.
Shen Liang and Wang Nansheng looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Dongfang Xu and Ouyang Jiannan's faces darkened.
Ji Chen's livid complexion began to soften. He touched his gray beard, thoughtfully.
The fat black man touched his chin and muttered: "Interesting."
As soon as the sixtyth level passed, Zhang Mo, who was sweating, pale and weak, began to rest again, and the time was still a quarter of an hour longer.
No one was talking or laughing this time. They all seemed to be looking forward to his performance after the break. He had passed level 60 at the seventh level of foundation building. Even if he quit now, no one was laughing. He was considered average.
The sand in the hourglass was still flowing down calmly, and there was a rustling sound. Zhang Mo's vitality and energy were also recovering quickly. When the time was up, he jumped up and rushed into level 61...
Shen Liang shook the fan, then put it away. He felt itchy on his face, scratched it with the fan, and said nonchalantly: "Well, I think, although he can persist, 100 levels is the limit. Look, his movements It’s been a bit stagnant.”
There was no emotional change on Wang Nansheng's face at this time. He just said slowly: "This happened at the fiftieth level." This time, he did not give any predictions.
Yes, we can’t predict it anymore. Why not just watch the excitement? It’s not a wise man to seek a slap in the face if nothing happens. Wang Nansheng sighed softly in his heart.
Ouyang Jiannan secretly sighed and turned to look at Dongfang Xu, only to see Dongfang Xu's face was stern and his eyes were staring at the field without blinking.
Liu Jun pondered for a while and had some thoughts in his mind.
At level 90, Zhang Mo felt like he was about to faint. He could fully understand the feeling of the thin monkey at that time. His limbs were like sandbags tied with hundreds of kilograms, and the puppet's attacking fist was filled with thunder and sparks. That's not thunder, that's tinnitus, that's not sparks, that's dazzling eyesight. When the body was crumbling, fortunately, the puppet retreated.
Zhang Mo immediately collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. His chest felt as hot as coals. His eyes were still staring at the hourglass for a quarter of an hour. Fortunately, he was still rich for a quarter of an hour.
"Ah Mo, good job! Get up and keep working!" The thin monkey did a backflip on the spot in excitement, just like a big horse monkey.
Zhang Mo didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, and just stared at the hourglass. That air current flows around the whole body like an electric current. Wherever it passes, fatigue, pain, and numbness quickly subside. He didn't dare to wait too long. He got up when his energy recovered to 60%. There were still 18 levels left. A quarter of an hour was enough.
At levels 91, 92, and 93, Zhang Mo did not use the Crazy Demon Boxing technique, but used the Taizu Chang Fist, a calm, powerful, and unhurried attack. Now he is the first in stability.
Level 108, long punch, short punch, leg sweep, vertical jump, dodge, the puppet creaked, and after finishing the ten moves, it returned to its original position.
Zhang Mo walked out of Muren Alley calmly, the hourglass not yet finished leaking. It feels good. I no longer feel exhausted and dying like I did at the beginning. After this high-intensity confrontation, I feel like I have been completely transformed.
