Dragon Blood and Martial Soul

In fact, they also understand this truth, but the problem is that under the pressure of martial arts, they can't control their figure at all. If they are knocked into the air, coupled with the pressure of martial arts, it is estimated that it will be like Waterloo, and they can't stop it.

"The low position should be fine, but the high position is not easy to handle. The martial arts oppression will only increase to the point where we can't resist. At that time, we may not be able to stabilize our body." Lin Yun frowned.

"That's why I said, don't let your feet fall on the ladder when you die. This ranking is not important and important, and it is not important. If you lose this time, the pressure in the competition will increase in vain." Chu Qian Ye said: "Wait for the three of us to try not to be disintegrated. Since we can attack our opponents, there are not too many restrictions on the means. The competition for high-level positions may be fierce."

Lin Wanxue raised her head and stared at Chu Qianye.

"The talent of martial arts can only represent that your cultivation speed may be faster, but it cannot represent your strength. On the Profound Qi Continent, the strong are respected, and only those with strong strength can be respected. And you, but It’s just luck and a good martial arts spirit, but that’s all.” Lin Wanxue said: “Today I will let you understand that the gap in strength between us is an unbridgeable gap!”

She raised her head, her slender and white neck all looked like a proud swan, showing off herself.

Naturally, Chu Qianye didn't have a good impression of someone with such a strong sense of superiority, so he didn't care about the other party at all, his eyes were indifferent.

At this time, the beast king Wankun and Long Feili did not look at Chu Qianye at all. It was a kind of arrogant disdain. The martial arts did not merge and appeared in an intangible form, and it was impossible for the martial arts to burst out. No matter how high his talent is, it is also useless.

Therefore, the two of them didn't care about it at all.

Others, their eyes fell on those martial arts ladders, carefully observing the martial arts ladders, thinking about how to step up and cope with the coming oppression of the powerful martial arts.

Chu Qianye also glanced at those martial arts ladders at this time.

There are nine differences in martial arts ladders.

There are a total of 100 steps for each weight, and each step is separated by 100 meters. One layer is separated by 10,000 meters, and the nine layer is 90,000 meters. It is so high that it is difficult to see.

Fortunately, the nine-tiered ladder is not upright, but inclined more than seventy degrees, as if the head cannot be seen, and it continues to extend toward the distant area.

The endless sky, with more powerful martial arts oppression, crazily vast, fiercely pressed, the martial artist below, raised his head and looked at the martial arts ladder, and felt an illusion of not being able to climb into his heart.

Everyone raised their heads and looked in the direction of the candidate, with a trace of expectation on their faces, and a new game has begun.

"Everyone, the new gambling game has opened, please hurry up and place your bets and leave your hands!"

After the warm-up, everyone became more keen to bet on the merit points and merit water, betting on the candidates they fancy.

For a time.

The light shines on the entire viewing stage.

"Uh, why don't you bet on Chu Qianye?" someone asked inexplicably.

"Haha, do you know why his odds are so high? The martial arts talent does not mean his strength? Understand? He is only a nine-star saint, and some people have asserted that his martial arts cultivation may only be seven or eight stars. Saint Realm, why should I bet on him?"

"That's right, I know a gamble that is bound to be lost, why should I waste those merit points? The first time he was lucky, this time he was not so lucky. There are so many strong players, and they are still able to attack. The unlucky person must be undoubtedly him!"

...

On the viewing stage, the betting people talked.

And the three people, Chu Nuan, in the corner, their faces were obviously a little unsightly.

"Hmph, look down on people, Brother Qianye is the strongest, and the nine-tiered martial arts ladder in this trivial area can't stop him at all!" Chu Nun said grimly.

"There are not many people who are ruthless, I will all bet on the boss!" Xiaobao said, and then grabbed the palm of his hand and transferred all the merit points in the merit stone to the betting stone.

A burst of light shines, and then the bet is successful.

Chu Nun gave Xiao Bao a look.

"Smelly little treasure, I didn't expect you to be quite discerning."

Wang Yiling on the side shook her head with a wry smile.

These two big treasures, in fact, the merit points obtained by betting on winning happened to be offset by the losing bets. He didn't expect that they could be so enthusiastic, but it was beyond his expectation.

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"Senior Xiaoyao, what do you think of this time?"

The Happy Saint shook his head slightly.

Chu Qianye’s martial arts talent was really surprising to him, but this martial arts ladder is not comparable to martial arts talents, so in the end we still have to rely on strength. There is no super martial arts cultivation base, and he wants to climb the martial arts ladder. , Almost whimsical.

Moreover, when opponents are eagerly watching, it is even more difficult to climb a higher ladder, so this time it is actually not easy to judge, and he does not dare to make comments.

"Senior Xiaoyao, it's not possible. You have always been so savvy, can you not judge this time." Someone still asked without giving up, "Such a good opportunity to earn a wave of merit points, a disciple of the sect. Cultivate, you don’t have to look at it for at least a year."

"The premise is that you have to bet right, otherwise you will lose all your money."

The light in the eyes of the Happy Saints flickered, and said, "Chu Qianye and the others want to kill the bleeding path. It is not so easy. If it were me, they might have given up in this round. Retaining strength is the most important thing. After all, this tyrant body In fact, there is not much time for blessing. In the group competition, the time for the blessing of the hegemonic body is at least two or three times longer than that of the first place."

Everyone moved in their hearts and seemed to have an answer. Although the words of the Happy Saint didn't say so clearly, it was exactly what they meant.

Ever since, everyone started a new round of betting.

And with the shining of light, it changed from more to less, and finally the light gradually faded, and then the Taoist Qingpao spoke.

"All are ready."

Daoist Qingpao spit out lightly, all the candidates showed solemnity on their faces.

Seeing the expressions of all the candidates, Taoist Qingpao said, "So, let's start now."

There is no coolness, and there is no space for candidates to prepare.

Hearing the sound, all the candidates were taken aback, but everyone was not slow to respond, and immediately moved towards the martial arts ladder.

The martial arts ladder that is a hundred meters wide, the appearance of the figure is just a small black spot.

Seeing those figures rushing away, Chu Qianye was not in a hurry, because he understood that it would be useless to rush to the front, because it is impossible to rush up so easily because of martial arts oppression, and people in the back certainly don’t want anyone rushing on him. So it doesn’t make any sense to rush to the top, but it’s just a thorny target.