Chapter 829: Legend of Valkyrie
The gap of 100 meters after that is that after the Battle of the Wild Emperor, all the clans were weakened, their strength decreased sharply, and the era of the peak of martial arts was gone forever.
It wasn't until ten thousand years ago that Emperor Qing, who was known as the strongest king in the later ancient times, was born, and he carved his name at the three thousand meters where no name had been engraved for tens of thousands of years.
Compared with the ancients, there is still a big gap. In that magnificent era, the names in the myths cannot be touched even by the Qing Emperor.
However, the names of Emperor Qing and Lei Di still surpassed the names of many kings and great emperors over the past ten thousand years by a large margin.
A hundred meters below the names of the two of them, there is a blank space without any names. After a hundred meters, some purple and gold names could be vaguely seen.
Compared with Qingdi, Leidi's golden name is much duller. Qingdi's name is as dazzling as a star, while Leidi's name is just ordinary golden.
After reading so many names, Xiao Chen guessed that the brilliance of the names may be related to personal strength. Lei Di died mysteriously not long after he became the king, so his strength naturally cannot be compared with that of the Qing Emperor at his peak.
Seeing the two names stand side by side, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel even more pity for Lei Di in his heart. If there is no accident, the current Lei Di may really be the second Qing Emperor.
Rows of densely packed golden names are about 100 meters long, but when you reach the 100-meter highest point of the Stigmata Monument, you don't see a single name.
Only vague traces can be seen, who left those traces and when they left them.
Where these people went and where they are now has always been a mystery in the Kunlun world. Many people speculate that those who can leave traces on the highest point may have become the legendary gods of war.
But in this world, no one has ever seen a Valkyrie, and the legends about the Valkyrie are all recorded in some documents. Most of the records are still dictation that cannot be verified, and there are no examples.
Martial God, for all warriors, is still an illusory legend.
The shock that the Stigmata Stele brought to everyone present could not be eliminated for a long time. After reading this stele, it seemed as if they had experienced the entire history of the Martial Arts Era.
It took a long time before someone came back to his senses, jumped lightly, and came to the stele, intending to engrave his name on it.
Under the premise of guaranteeing the number of places, it is natural to engrave the name as high as possible. Everyone will have such a vanity and comparison.
The number of people who are eager to try is constantly increasing, and the dividing point of 1,000 meters is quickly broken by people, and each name keeps refreshing the height of others.
But after half a day, no one has been able to break through the dividing point of the two thousand meters.
There were a few middle-aged warriors who wanted to try it out, but they ended up failing, vomiting blood and losing their qualifications to enter the Stigmata Monument.
A figure flickered and landed on the bottom of the stigmata tablet. Seeing this person's appearance, the other fighters who were about to leave their names stopped immediately and turned their attention to him.
"Kong Yuan, the grandson of the Peacock King, has appeared. It seems that he is the first to break the 2,000-meter record today, right?"
"The name that reaches two thousand meters will all become Emperor Wu later. This person has soaked in Tianlu Shenquan, and he will definitely become emperor within a hundred years. The distance of two thousand meters does not seem to be difficult for him."
"I just don't know how far he can go beyond 2,000 meters. Back then, the Peacock King seemed to have left his name at a distance of 2,500 meters."
"The higher you fly, the greater the pressure. If you don't travel 10 meters after two kilometers, the pressure will increase exponentially. It is a difficult problem for anyone to leave your name in the air."
"It's really hard to say how high he can reach."
As the first martial artist of the younger generation to appear on the stage, Kong Yuan attracted much attention. Not only the martial artists at the scene all looked over, but also the martial artists watching the excitement on the Sifang Mountains all focused their attention.
Whoosh!
Kong Yuan didn't hesitate much, and with a touch of his toes, he took off directly, and there was no pressure within a thousand meters. After passing a thousand meters, his face became serious and his speed decreased significantly.
After 1,500 meters, the two thick eyebrows were deeply drawn together, obviously the pressure was not small.
But Kong Yuan was Kong Yuan after all, he lived up to expectations and came to the two-kilometer dividing point. Many warriors of the monster clan showed a smile on their faces.
But that Kong Yuan didn't intend to stop at all, and continued to rise. At this moment, Kong Yuan saw his facial features, they were almost twisted together, and his teeth were clenched.
His forehead was covered with sweat, and every ten-meter ascent was extremely difficult. Everyone in the Yaozu couldn't help sweating, and began to get nervous for him.
Having reached the height of 2,500 meters with great difficulty, Kong Yuan saw a familiar name, that was his grandfather, one of the only two remaining kings in the Demon Realm.
His brows were slightly stretched, Kong Yuan showed a smile, hovered in the air, with a dagger in his hand, and carved his name on it stroke by stroke next to the Peacock King.
The stone chips flew and the light shone, and the people in the monster clan cheered like thunder.
When the last stroke was engraved, a beam of light penetrated into his body, dispelling the pressure he was under.
Under the eyes of everyone in the monster clan who looked at heroes, Kong Yuan landed slowly,
"As soon as he appeared on the stage, he was on par with the Peacock King. The younger generation is really unbelievable."
Kong Yuan, who was the first of the younger generation to appear on the stage, achieved such a high level, not only made the members of the Yaozu very happy, but also the outsiders were slightly moved.
The person who spoke was Kui Dou, the descendant of King Iron Hand, who Xiao Chen had noticed before.
Having just achieved such a height and being underestimated by others, Kong Yuan was sullen and said: "Kui Dou, don't talk big and flash your tongue. If you have the guts, go and surpass me now."
With bare arms, bulging muscles, and perfect streamlines, Kuidou looked at the names on the Stigmata Monument and said, "Now that we are in the heyday of warriors, if we still judge ourselves by the standards of the elders, it would be too underestimating." Own."
Kong Yuan sneered and said: "What's the use of saying so much, it's still the same sentence, if you have the courage, you will surpass me now."
Iron Hand King and Peacock King are both well-known contemporary kings and emperors. They are powerful and powerful. The confrontation between the two descendants immediately attracted the attention of many people.
Kuidou said calmly: "You don't need to tell me, I'm going to try it."
Leaping forward, Kuidou came to the front of the Stigmata Monument, stepped on the ground with his feet, and shot up from the flat ground.
People are like arrows, relying on the explosive power of a strong physical body, Kuidou passed by almost instantly at a height of 1,000 meters, until he rose to a height of 2,000 meters before slowing down a little.
A sneer flashed in Kong Yuan's eyes. The real test is only now beginning. Physical practitioners are very explosive, but what is important here is a continuous confrontation.
Once the explosive power is gone, it will instantly be shocked back by the invisible pressure from the stigmata,
But the smile on his face hadn't froze yet, Kuidou stepped on the sole of his foot out of thin air, and his figure leaped again, and he went straight up 550 meters in one go.
Exactly 50 meters past Kong Yuan, Kuidou quickly carved his name with a sword in his hand. When the last stroke was finished, his body flickered and he landed firmly on the ground.
Looking at the name on the stele of stigmata, which was 50 meters above his own, Kong Yuan's face turned pale, and he couldn't believe it.
On the top of Sifang Mountain, many old martial saints, and the lively Martial Emperor, were all slightly moved, and the words "awesome young people" welled up in their hearts.
Next, the younger generation came out one after another, and various height records were broken one by one. People continued to engrave their names on the distance from 2,500 meters to 2,900 meters.
In the past, when the Stigmata Monument appeared, if one could engrave his name on two kilometers, he would attract the attention of all the people and be called a peerless genius.
But the scene at this moment is an eye-opener. Many people don't show their expressions.
Under the hood, Xiao Chen's eyes were not idle at all, taking this opportunity to pay attention to some hidden masters of various races.
Keeping a name is not the purpose. After entering the Stigmata Monument, all kinds of treasures and spiritual veins are the real purpose.
After some observation, he really found some clues. Among the four members of the corpse clan, there was a man with a mark between his eyebrows.
This person was silent, but Wang Can's attitude towards this person was unusually humble, he bowed his head and said something to this person from time to time.
The mark between the eyebrows looks like a flower, a very strange flower. Xiao Chen feels a bit like the legendary Undead Flower, but the imprint is too small to be really sure.
The girl named Qingcheng from the ghost clan had long been noticed by Xiao Chen. After seeing her as a saint, Xiao Chen felt more and more unpredictable.
Kong Yuan of the Yaozu, although the height of his reputation has been surpassed repeatedly, Xiao Chen, who has seen his shots, doesn't think he will be much weaker than others.
He was deeply impressed by the combined martial skill that blocked thirteen protoss masters with a single palm that day.
But what caught his attention even more was the handsome man beside him, Yuan Xu, Queen of the Fox King.
"Protoss Warrior, here we come!"
At this moment, Xiao Chen's thoughts were disturbed by a soft cry. Xiao Chen turned his head to look, and saw thirteen white-haired fighters from the Protoss came to the foot of the Stigmata.
Whoosh!
The rays of light exploded, and the thirteen people marched forward together, climbing all the way, and under the watchful eyes of many warriors, they went up again and again, and soon surpassed 2,500 meters.
There was a sound of exclamation, and all the people and warriors on the scene were stunned. Half of the 2,500 meters who can leave their names here have become kings and emperors.
Is it possible that in the future, the Protoss will give birth to thirteen kings and great emperors?
The stone chips were flying, but the thirteen people didn't stop until they were 2,900 meters away, their fingers glowed with golden light, and they began to write their names one by one.
"Twenty-nine hundred meters. After Thunder Emperor, no one has been able to carve a name on this place for thousands of years."
"It is said that as soon as these thirteen people became holy, they were conferred the title of Glory Watcher by the Supreme God King. Watcher is the title of Qianshen Sect second only to the guardian elder. It can be seen that these thirteen people must be extraordinary."
"These thirteen people are so powerful, what kind of heights should the god son Emperor Wuque and the goddess Tian Youxi reach?"