6212. Chapter 6212 Little Genius 2

, The evil king chasing his wife: The good-for-nothing miss! Sure enough, after passing a hundred steps.

Zhu Xiaowei's speed began to slow down significantly.

One hundred and ten, one hundred and twenty, one hundred and thirty

Zhu Xiaowei's speed was very slow, and he looked very strenuous, as if every step weighed a thousand catties.

The onlookers below shook their heads and sighed, because they all knew that after all, Zhu Xiaowei had no way to communicate with each other, and a waste material is always a waste material, and it is impossible to become a genius no matter what.

Mo Yunqing saw Zhu Xiaowei who was on the verge of failure, and smiled coldly at Su Luo.

Originally, she thought that Su Luo had discovered the bright spots in Zhu Xiaowei's body, so she spoke up first and asked him to participate in the assessment, but it turned out that there were no miracles.

"Su Luo, Su Luo, I didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed, but your eyes have receded." Mo Yunqing glanced at Su Luo, with a sneering sneer at the corner of her mouth.

Su Luo smiled faintly at Mo Yunqing: "No, he will go up."

"Impossible!" Mo Yunqing said firmly, "It is absolutely impossible for him to go up!"

Because there are 10,000 steps to the top of the mountain, but Zhu Xiaowei, who is impenetrable, can only walk more than a hundred steps at most.

"He'll go up." Su Luo put her hands behind her back, and looked at Zhu Xiaowei's thin and tall figure like a small pine tree with indifferent eyes.

Mo Yunqing didn't know where Su Luo's confidence came from, so she took another deep look at Zhu Xiaowei's back.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaowei is enduring almost unbearable physical pain.

It was really painful, and it felt like the capillaries all over my body were bursting, and countless tiny bloodshots leaked out.

The internal organs are more like being squeezed into a ball, and the internal organs are already bleeding, right?

It was really painful, the sweat on Zhu Xiaowei's forehead rolled down like soybeans.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. The sweat was dripping, and every step he took left a deep sweat stain on the ground.

If there is spiritual power in the body, it is absolutely impossible for this to happen, but Zhu Xiaowei has no spiritual power in his body, he wants to cry in despair.

Zhu Xiaowei couldn't help thinking of the past.

The blazing fire, the sharp dagger piercing the mother's heart, the blood sprayed out after the dagger was pulled out, and the mother stuffed it into the cabinet and stared at it with wide eyes in horror but couldn't cry out. He is the only one, and his whole family was exterminated

God classifies him as an ordinary person who cannot cultivate, but with blood and deep hatred in his body, how can he be a waste? !

Do not!

Never admit defeat!

If the sea of ​​qi is blocked, let it pass by force!

Even if you smash it, smash it through!

Zhu Xiaowei had the firmest belief in his heart. He clenched his fist with one hand and bit his lower lip fiercely. Blood beads flowed down the corner of his lip. The sudden sharp pain made him subconsciously awake a little.

Persevere, persevere, persevere!

Zhu Xiaowei walked up slowly but firmly, step by step!

One hundred and fifty steps!

One hundred and sixty steps!

One hundred and seventy steps!

The small and thin back is like the most upright young pine tree, giving people an impression of perseverance and moving people from the heart.

"It's already 180 steps, and Zhu Xiaowei is still going up."

"His body can't bear it at all, he is risking his life!"

"Why is he bothering? Since the gods have judged him to be a person who cannot cultivate, why does he have to challenge fate? This is an impossible task."