"Be careful!"
He waved the golden stick in his hand toward the sun with such magnificent momentum that the clouds in the sky were stirred.
Jiang Pingan raised his hand to fight.
The monk who was tortured by Jiang Ping'an shouted at the foot of the mountain.
"Beat him to death!"
"Knock him down!"
"We must give him a long memory!"
The geniuses were so excited to finally see this asshole get beat up.
Who can imagine the pain of fighting someone for a day and consuming yourself to death? This is more uncomfortable than being killed instantly, it is a destruction of the will.
Jiang Ping'an turned his wrist and the stick bounced back.
Xiang Yang's heart was shocked, he could actually bounce back.
Xiang Yang no longer worried about killing the opponent, and used all his strength to activate his blood energy, preparing to defeat him directly with stronger power.
A stick shook the sky, flying sand and rocks, and uprooted trees.
The terrifying power made the female monk standing on the 19th floor secretly frightened.
"Xiang Yang's level is already on par with mine! If I defeat Jiang Pingan this time, he will definitely challenge me!"
"Jiang Pingan is indeed very powerful, but the Wuji Fist is not invincible. This stick must exceed three times Jiang Pingan's strength."
Everyone thought that Jiang Ping'an would stop at the twenty-first floor.
It’s already very good to reach this point.
When the stick fell, Jiang Pingan's legs were slightly bent, but there was no scene of being blown away.
Jiang Ping'an turned his arm, and the strange power from his body was emitted, and the violent impact of the stick was bounced back.
Xiang Yang's stick was knocked off and his body flew backwards.
It flew more than a hundred meters and hit a tree before stopping.
The cheering monks at the bottom of the mountain, the female monks on the 19th floor, and Xiang Yang himself all had their eyes widened.
"Impossible! How come such a terrifying stick didn't break Wuji Fist!"
"No! Jiang Ping'an definitely has something to hide!"
"Although it hasn't been broken, this should be Jiang Ping'an's limit. It's amazing to be able to reach the twentieth floor."
Everyone thought Jiang Ping'an would be defeated before, but they didn't expect that he could rebound Xiang Yang's stick.
Jiang Pingan picked up the heavy iron bar, which weighed at least three hundred kilograms.
He threw the iron rod to Xiang Yang and said, "Continue."
Xiang Yang's face twitched, did this kid want to continue torturing himself?
He didn't believe that he couldn't break the opponent's Wuji Fist!
Xiang Yang caught the stick and attacked with all his strength again.
"Bang bang bang~"
Jiang Ping'an was obviously not as calm as before, but Wuji Fist was still not broken.
Xiang Yang was also very smart. He didn't waste time and fought with all his strength. In just one hour, he exhausted all his strength.
Xiang Yang didn't even say hello, he went to the 21st floor cursing.
This Wujiquan is so shameless. Instead of fighting, it is equivalent to beating yourself.
Jiang Pingan took a long breath and entered the room on the twentieth floor to rest.
Meng Jing, who had already rushed to the eleventh floor, looked shocked when she saw Jiang Ping'an reaching the twentieth floor.
She knew Jiang Ping'an was hiding, but she didn't expect that he could hide so deeply and rush to the twentieth floor so quickly, faster than she did before.
However, Meng Jing was very happy, even happier than rushing to the eleventh floor.
She knew that this piece of wood was not weak.
Meng Jing raised her head and looked at Ma Wei, who was standing on the ninth floor, with anger in her eyes.
"If you dare to frame Mu Mu, you must beat him up!"
The female monk on the nineteenth floor breathed a sigh of relief. The twentieth floor should be Jiang Ping'an's limit.
She didn't want to be tortured by Jiang Pingan.
Others think so too. From the scene of Jiang Ping'an fighting Xiang Yang, it can be seen that he was already struggling in the battle.
If you continue to challenge people on the upper level, you are likely to lose.
However, they were destined to guess wrong.
Twenty-two days countdown to the nineteenth floor.
Jiang Ping'an was dressed in white, cupped his fists and said, "Please enlighten me."
"You... have broken through to a high-level martial artist!"
The female monk on the 19th floor looked at Jiang Ping'an's state and her eyes widened.
Yes, Jiang Ping'an was only an intermediate martial artist before and had not reached his limit yet!
When the other monks saw Jiang Ping'an's breakthrough and challenge, their expressions became strange.
"This guy can actually keep going up!"
"This kid can really endure it. He is obviously very powerful, but he endured it for four months!"
"How many levels can he reach?"
More and more monks are paying attention to Jiang Pingan.
Everyone usually discusses the geniuses on the mountain, and occasionally talks about Jiang Ping'an who has been squatting on the 30th floor.
Whenever Jiang Ping'an is mentioned, everyone smiles at each other and treats the matter as a joke.
I just found out today that the joke was on them!
Jiang Ping'an must be very powerful, but he has never shown it.
The battle broke out again, Jiang Ping'an was stronger than yesterday.
After half a day, the female monk was exhausted and lay on the ground gasping for air.
Countdown to twenty-one days, eighteenth floor.
Eighteen days countdown, fifteenth floor.
Countdown to fifteen days, twelve floors.
Jiang Ping'an's name spread throughout the mountains,
From obscurity to skyrocketing.
Those who can enter the top fifteen levels are all super geniuses with powerful talents.
On the twelfth floor, Jiang Pingan's opponent was an acquaintance.
Zhang Lingmin, the woman with wind spirit roots that she met on the way to Black Wind City.
Her brother Zhang Ling was killed by Jiang Pingan.
But Zhang Lingmin hated her brother very much, and instead of holding him accountable, he just took away a foundation-building pill.
Zhang Lingmin looked up at Meng Jing on the tenth floor, and then at Jiang Ping'an in front of him. The arrogance on his face disappeared without a trace, and his expression was complicated.
"I underestimated you."
Zhang Lingmin never expected that the two people she had ignored and could kill easily half a year ago would actually catch up with her.
In fact, one of them has surpassed her.
"Please enlighten me."
Jiang Pingan clasped his fists, his face neither happy nor sad.
"Although your Wuji Fist is very powerful, I am a speed warrior. I am confident that I can surpass you three times faster!"
Zhang Lingmin put away her other emotions. As she spoke, strong winds blew around her, causing her body to float high.
"It's "Wind Spirit Dance"! Is Zhang Lingmin planning to use his special skills directly?"
"Zhang Lingmin must do this. If it were me, I wouldn't be consumed by Jiang Ping'an all the time."
"Jiang Ping'an is a physical practitioner. It's normal to be strong, but not fast. He will definitely not be able to catch up with Zhang Lingmin's speed!"
Although some monks are not as good as Jiang Ping'an in combat power, after analysis, they are clear and logical.
Their analysis was correct. Jiang Ping'an did have some flaws in terms of speed.
Jiang Ping'an also noticed this and planned to go back and practice the speed flow technique again.
Wind Spirit Dance is a powerful wind technique that can greatly increase your speed in a short period of time.
As Zhang Lingmin performed his skills, a huge tornado soared into the sky and enveloped Jiang Ping'an.
Zhang Lingmin's body disappeared directly, but it didn't really disappear, but the speed reached the limit, which was difficult for ordinary monks to see!
"you lose."
Misty sounds echoed in the tornado, and no one could be seen at all.
Zhang Lingmin launched a wind blade attack, preparing to end the battle with one move.
"Bang!"
The tornado exploded, and the fierce wind blew Zhang Lingmin away.
Zhang Lingmin hit the barrier on the eleventh floor, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face changed horribly.
The tornado dispersed, and Jiang Ping'an stood there with his hands in a Wuji Fist pose.
"Impossible! How can you possibly catch up with my speed!"
Zhang Lingmin didn't care about his injuries and stared at Jiang Ping'an in disbelief.
Those who thought Jiang Ping'an was slow also showed expressions of disbelief.
Isn't it said that speed is Jiang Ping'an's shortcoming?
"I can't keep up with your speed, but I have good eyesight."
Jiang Pingan explained calmly.
"Good eyesight?"
Zhang Lingmin was very angry. She thought Jiang Pingan was humiliating herself, so she flew into the air again and attacked Jiang Pingan.
Jiang Ping'an really didn't lie, his eyes were really good.
As the realm improves, the right eye seems to be improving, no, it is more accurate to say that it is recovering.
There has always been a strange power in his right eye. As Jiang Ping'an's realm improved, this power was gradually stimulated.
Just like dynamic vision.
Zhang Lingmin is indeed fast, but Jiang Ping'an can see where the opponent is and can predict the attack in advance.
An hour passed and Zhang Lingmin was defeated.
The extreme speed that she was proud of was of no use to Jiang Ping'an. No matter which direction she attacked, she could be seen.
Jiang Ping'an sat on the ground, reflecting on today's battle, reviewing his shortcomings and correcting them.
This is what he does every day.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain looked at Jiang Ping'an's back and felt shocked.
This is a dark horse, a dark horse that exceeds everyone’s expectations.
"Jiang Pingan...isn't he planning to hit the top ten?"
I don’t know which genius said something that made everyone’s hearts beat faster.
It would be terrible if Jiang Ping'an could really enter the top ten.
In less than a month, I went from level 30 to top ten!
Of all geniuses, only two progressed so quickly.
One is Meng Jing.
But she has a thunder spirit body, so it's normal for her to make rapid progress.
But Jiang Ping'an doesn't have such a powerful talent!
Fourteen days countdown, on the eleventh floor, Jiang Ping'an challenged again.
On this day, Meng Jing and Ma Wei of the Piaomiao Sect started a terrifying battle on the ninth floor.
There have been very few changes in the rankings in the last month. The only ones who are still frantically rushing into the rankings are Meng Jing and Jiang Ping'an.
The battle between Meng Jing and Ma Wei attracted the attention of all the geniuses, including the super geniuses in the first three levels and the strong men in charge of management on the side.
