Chapter 149

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The six-pointed star formation under Song Zijun's feet lit up, and fourteen blood beads hummed softly. ∽↗∽↗,

call out!

These blood beads flew towards Song Zijun together, and the sound was extremely harsh!

Song Zijun looked at these blood beads, and when he moved, a series of afterimages appeared.

These afterimages were layered on top of each other, and Song Zijun's body was shrouded in the afterimages, his feet were separated, and he stood on the big formation with a golden sword. He didn't move a step, just dodged in place.

All the blood beads were easily avoided by Song Zijun.

"The body is subtle!"

Jingzhou Young Master Party, seeing Song Zijun's movement, couldn't help but applaud!

"In the micro-level movement, under the reputation of the son of Zijun, how can you not? Do not take it too easy to avoid the fourteenth-level difficulty of the cold iron blood bead formation."

And they could all see that Song Zijun's speed was faster, much faster than the previous Heisha.

The speed is far faster than Heisha, and the skill is even better than Yi Yun. Song Zijun can be described as perfect.

Under the dual blessing of skill and speed, Song Zijun moved as briskly as running clouds and flowing water in the big formation of cold iron and blood beads.

The young masters of Jingzhou, seeing Song Zijun's movement, all felt a sense of exhilaration.

There are days outside the sky, there are people outside the people, Jichang is already very powerful, but compared to Song Zijun, it is too far behind.

"Add a level of difficulty!"

Level 14 difficulty seems to be just a warm-up for Song Zijun. After getting used to the cold iron blood bead formation,

Song Zijun will soon be on the fifteenth level of difficulty.

And this difficulty did not fail Song Zijun.

Level 15 difficulty is no trivial matter. The rapidly flying cold iron blood beads set off a small whirlwind in the air.

under enormous pressure. Song Zijun finally moved his pace, even Song Zijun. It is also impossible to dodge all the cold iron blood beads in place on the fifteenth level difficulty.

Song Zijun's pace is very particular,

Every step he took, the distance of the pace was no more than half a foot.

Such a short step is about the same length as a toddler's step, and at Song Zijun's feet, such steps are connected together, making it impossible to see where his feet land.

"It's the Song Family's unique movement technique—half-foot steps."

A Jingzhou son said, the advantage of the Jingzhou big family. Not only in resources, but also in inheritance, this half-foot-step unique movement technique is the secret of the Song family.

Those big families that have been in the world for a long time, more or less, have some family heirlooms and unique skills, and this is their background.

"One more level!"

Song Zijun in the formation said.

Plus? If you add it on, it's level sixteen!

Whether it is the son of Jingzhou or the children of the Great Wilderness, at this time, see Song Zijun. The only word left in my heart is admiration.

The young master in charge of the array took a deep breath and pressed the sixteenth spar!

"Buzz!"

The cold iron blood beads roared, and the sharp gas explosions shook people's ears, and there were lines of fire. Connected to a fire network!

This time, Song Zijun finally felt the pressure.

His movements, although still gorgeous. But slowly, it is difficult to maintain harmony.

Half-foot-step is the unique skill of the Song family. Song Zijun couldn't fully grasp it, and he was extremely reluctant to use it at his current level. This consumes a lot of his mental strength and vitality.

"Entering the micro level, close to Xiaocheng... The speed is very fast, and half a foot of practice is between beginners and Xiaocheng. In terms of Song Zijun's age, he is indeed regarded as a talent in Jingzhou."

Yan Raptor gave an accurate evaluation.

At this time, Song Zijun also reached his limit.

He withdrew from the great formation, and in the end, Song Zijun persisted for a stick of incense in the sixteenth level difficulty.

As for the difficulty level seventeen, he did not challenge it. There was a qualitative change between the difficulty level seventeen and the difficulty level sixteen. For the Purple Blood Realm warriors, even those who are quite accomplished in the subtle movement technique, Don't dare to try.

After Song Zijun stepped down, the school ground was silent.

The movement skills displayed by the young talents at the micro level made the blood of the warriors surge.

Especially the young masters of Jingzhou, all of them turned red, and Song Zijun was their idol. Their previous slump because of Yi Yun had risen to the extreme again.

This is the background of the Jingzhou family. They are also the children of the Jingzhou family, and their hearts are filled with pride and pride, and they will definitely achieve such achievements in the future!

After Song Zijun, there is Yi Yun!

The gazes of everyone in the army were all focused on Yi Yun at this time.

Level 16 difficulty, one stick of incense time! The pressure brought about by this achievement is too great.

You must know that when Yi Yun compared with Jichang Master before, the 14th level difficulty seemed to be almost the limit.

Yi Yun adjusted his breathing so that the vitality flowing in his body reached the best state.

"now you."

When Song Zijun came down, he was passing Yi Yun, his eyes turned to Yi Yun, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Yi Yun calmly glanced at Song Zijun and nodded. His eyes were very clear, like the stars in the night sky, and there was a sharp edge in the calm.

The eyes of the two collided in the void, as if there was a clash of swords.

"Is Yi Yun still going to fight? The result is already obvious."

"If it wasn't for the accident with Jichang son and interrupted the formation, Yi Yun would probably have suffered a fiasco on the fourteenth level... Now that the son of Zijun has completed the sixteenth level difficulty, Yi Yun went up and continued to play his fourteenth level. Class, is it interesting?"

Young Master Jingzhou had a gloating look on his face.

From their point of view, Song Zijun had already won, and the gap was obvious. Yi Yun's appearance was simply a helpless move out of face.

Everyone in the Great Wilderness didn't speak, but their gazes towards Yi Yun became much more nervous.

As for Yan Ronglong, he rubbed the stubble on his chin with one hand, his eyes flickered, and he looked at Yi Yun with great interest, as if he was looking at something interesting.

Yi Yun pulled out his body like an arrow, and instantly appeared in the cold iron blood bead formation. He said to Young Master Jingzhou, who was in charge of the formation, "Difficulty level fourteen!"

"It's level fourteen again, no creativity. This is already his limit. If he has the courage, he will be level fifteen in a while."

"Hey, you want to see Yi Yun get shriveled, don't worry, he doesn't need to be level 15, he'll be hit by the cold iron blood bead just as well."

The young masters of Jingzhou looked like they were waiting to see the play. What they wanted to see now was not Yi Yun's performance, but Yi Yun was hit by a cold iron blood bead, was severely injured and vomited blood, and was bedridden for ten days and a half months after that.

call--

Great bursts of light shone, the blood shone into the sky, and the fourteen cold iron blood beads let out a fierce howl, weaving tricky arcs in the void, charging towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun was already familiar with level 14 difficulty, but he still had to start from here. He had to continue what he had just learned while he was still physically strong. He kept his breath and closed his eyes.

Only by feeling the attack with "potential" and constantly bringing yourself close to the limit can you tap the greatest potential.

At this moment, Yi Yun's spirit was concentrated to the extreme, as if the whole world had become silent, only he was left, and there were strong winds around his body, which were the tracks of the cold iron blood beads piercing the air!

These trajectories became clear one by one in his mind.

Yi Yun moved, and blood beads brushed past Yi Yun.

Every time he dodged an ice-cold blood bead, Yi Yun avoided it to the extreme and thrillingly. Several times he could feel the strong wind cutting his skin and rubbing the plush, as if it would blast his flesh at any moment, causing him to get goosebumps.

When the Great Wilderness disciples saw this scene, their hearts were lifted. Yi Yun's fourteenth-level difficulty was still so reluctant. If it continued like this, he was likely to be injured.

Yi Yun's breath was heavy, and he adjusted the weight of the flowing silver shirt so that he was on the verge of a limit. In this state, his physical strength was rapidly exhausted.

Beads of sweat fell from Yi Yun's forehead.

Time, minute by minute.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed, and the Jingzhou Young Masters had their necks sore from waiting, and they waited to see Yi Yun be beaten to the point of blood.

However, every time it seemed that Yi Yun was about to be hit by the blood bead of cold iron in the next moment, however, he was always able to dodge at the last minute.

I don't know how many times this situation has happened, so that Yi Yun has slowly been playing on the fourteenth level for a quarter of an hour!

Next, two quarters of an hour...

The Jingzhou Young Masters were all dumbfounded.

Did you make a mistake!

"Hey, you are challenging level 15 difficulty!"

The Jingzhou Young Masters have to admit that Yi Yun can play the fourteenth level difficulty, but you can play it without playing like this. Does it take an hour to play?

They could only hope that Yi Yun's physical strength was declining and he could no longer support it.

But at this time, they only saw a stream of light flashing, Yi Yun seemed to be in between the lightning and flint, took something and threw it into his mouth.

Ferocious beast relic?

The Jingzhou sons were stunned.

"Eat bone relics, and also bring bone relics?"

Yi Yun was not a god either. Although Amethyst absorbed the energy of the heavens and the earth to replenish his energy, the flowing silver shirt was too heavy, and he kept pushing himself to the limit.

"Isn't this a joke!"

A young master protested, but after thinking about it, he didn't seem to have said before that it was not allowed to eat bone relics in the middle.

"Damn, if you keep playing like this, let's not talk about playing for an hour, it's possible to play until dinner..."

The princes of Jingzhou were speechless.

However, Yi Yun turned a deaf ear to the comments of the people around him. He was completely immersed in his own world.

He felt that he could perfectly control every inch of his body's muscles and accurately complete every subtle movement. He felt that the flowing silver shirt was as heavy as a boulder pressing down on his body. It also takes energy to calculate the trajectory of the cold iron blood bead.

In such a state, Yi Yun could be described as physically and mentally exhausted.

But in the exhaustion, there is a different kind of happiness that spreads in my heart.

"Into the micro...into the micro...Is this the higher realm of the micro..."

Immersed in extreme pain and joy, Yi Yun became more and more adept at controlling the trajectory of the surrounding cold iron beads. (To be continued.) u

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