Chapter 3522 Mr. Zhuo (5)
Liu Zixiong stared at Cao Cheng displeasedly, and the spiritual power in his palm was moving. It seemed that as long as Cao Cheng dared to make a move, he would take action accordingly.
"Hmph!" Cao Cheng clenched his fists at his side for a moment, then finally glared at the figure on the mountain wall and turned around.
But as Liu Zixiong said, there is no suspense about the outcome of this competition.
Even if Ye Yuxi on the mountain wall could no longer climb the eighth step of the mountain ladder, the result of the competition was that he lost.
With the same number of steps and height, Ye Yuxi's time was much faster than his.
"M-Sir?"
The followers who were guarding the foot of the rooftop saw Cao Cheng coming down with a gloomy face and stepped forward cautiously.
"Go back." Cao Cheng said gloomily.
"Young man, where is Princess Pianruo..." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old Tianling man, and he looked hesitant.
"Today's work is not over yet. Go back first. These two people can't escape." Cao Cheng turned sideways slightly and glanced at the tall stone wall.
There, Ye Yuxi was still standing on the seventh step of the mountain staircase, surrounded by sword light. Behind her, Ye Pianruo had already stepped onto the third step of the mountain staircase.
Cao Cheng's departure only attracted the attention of a small number of people. More geniuses in the valley still focused on the image stele.
According to the rules here, during the competition, as long as Ye Yuxi herself does not come down from the Eighteen Steps of Hell, the competition will not end, and the image tablet will always announce the scene of her trial.
Of course, apart from the situation where two people are competing, if someone is willing, they can also disclose their own trial scene.
Cao Cheng came here to show everyone his talent and make a name for himself.
People like the young man with the sword on the mountain ladder and Mr. Zhuo are relatively low-key geniuses who usually do not disclose their training scenes.
The arrival of Cao Cheng perfectly demonstrated what it means to be louder than thunder and less rainy. When he arrived a few hours ago, he wanted to tell everyone how talented he was.
Now the talent has really been shown, even though I didn't earn any face, I even made a wedding dress for others.
When passing through the valley, Cao Cheng glared at the image of the stone tablet and led the people away.
"Grandpa, I don't think this woman's temperament is like that of a sword practitioner. She is here to understand the artistic conception of the sword. Isn't she afraid that she will not be able to attack the holy soul in the future?"
In the corner of the crowd, a young man with handsome features was still supporting the old man, looking at Ye Yuxi who was surrounded by sword light with a puzzled expression.
"Look at the big man, and then look at the girl, what can you realize?" the old man said in a rare voice.
There was a bit more seriousness in the young man's eyes, and he looked at the silly boy who was trying hard to hit the third step of the mountain, and thought: "Although the big man is not high in cultivation, he has a very good physique. If he takes the path of body training, he will achieve great results." It shouldn’t be small.”
In normal times, a young man would not have such a high opinion of his peers, especially a spiritual person who is nearly twenty years old and has not reached the level of Huang Ling. He concluded that Hanwa will have great achievements in the future and will completely It was because of what the old man said before.
"As for the woman named Ye, I don't know why she did this." The young man asked doubtfully.
"In the process of cultivation, most of them are dedicated and refined, so that they can improve their strength in the shortest time. But there is another way that can also allow the spiritual person to reach the peak." A hint of deep meaning suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, " Gathering the strengths of hundreds of schools of thought.”