Mortal Bones

"Okay..." Xu Taiping nodded feebly, then swallowed hard and began to let the rusty sword hang on the ship's iron and fly toward the cliff ahead little by little.

This time, he indeed overestimated himself and underestimated the damage caused by the oppression of the soul.

He didn't know that normal sword cultivation would often take decades to increase the weight little by little.

However, due to his personality, once he decides to do something, he will never give up halfway, at least while he is still conscious, he does not want to give up.

"Fly a little higher."

"It's okay, let's fly a little higher."

"continue……"

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the day when he soaked in the bone-cleansing and marrow-cutting soup for the first time to practice the Canxia Sutra. Every time the pain made him about to give up, he would tell himself to hold on for a little while longer.

But strangely enough, every time he felt like he was about to faint, an indescribable stream of spiritual energy would flow out of the acupuncture points in his body that had been pressed, causing his body to tremble. Consciousness briefly woke up from the trance.

"Is it possible that Emperor Yan's Furnace Technique still exists and has the effect of suppressing soul cries?"

Xu Taiping thought with some surprise.

But before he could think about it, a buzzing sound sounded in his mind again, and at the same time, the feeling of dizziness and suffocation hit him like a tide again.

However, because of the clear spirit gushing out of the acupoints, his consciousness could not fall into coma, which made him feel the pain of soul cry more clearly.

For a time, Emperor Yan's Furnace Technique became a double-edged sword for Xu Taiping.

…

"Senior brother, do you want to call Taiping down?"

Seeing Xu Taiping's body shaking more and more violently on the stage, Zhao Linglong asked Qingxiao worriedly.

"late."

Qing Xiao frowned and said with some annoyance:

"This kid is the exception I was worried about just now. His ability to endure pain is far beyond ordinary people, and he has been unable to faint for a long time. You and I have harmed him by interfering."

When the disciples on the Yun Tower saw his speed that was like a turtle crawling, they laughed again.

But as the rusty long sword climbed up little by little, and got closer to the position where the Seven Rhymes were written on the cliff, most of the sarcastic voices disappeared.

Everyone could see Xu Taiping's expression at this time. His face was as pale as paper, and his trembling, half-hunched body all showed that he was on the verge of collapse.

But the strange thing is that every time everyone thought he was going to faint and fall, he could take a breath again and let the flying sword fly higher.

Just hold on and not fall down.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, it would be hard for them to believe that someone could really make the flying sword fly to a height of more than 100 feet with a weight of 131 kilograms of ballast iron hanging on it in this state.

"Ding!"

At this moment, Xu Taiping's rusty sword finally touched the cliff.

Just hearing a "chi-la" sound, the rusty sword began to write on the cliff.

The process of writing is still very difficult.

Xu Taiping had to pause for a breath or two almost every time he wrote. But what surprised everyone was that although Xu Taiping's handwriting was slow, each stroke was vigorous and vigorous, which formed a perfect match with Zhou Ao's crooked handwriting next to him. A sharp contrast.

This scene was also seen by layman Sansan.

There was a rare satisfied smile on his face,

Not only layman Sansan, but also many monks present could not help but stand in awe when they saw that he was not careless in writing under such circumstances.

For a time, all the sarcasm and ridicule disappeared.

In the end, under everyone's shocked and surprised gazes, Xu Taiping used his trembling arms to control the rusty sword and wrote the last word.

"Junior brother, actually, really did it?!"

Even Zhao Linglong looked in disbelief at this time.

Qing Xiao on the side let out a long breath.

His tone was not because Xu Taiping won the competition, but because Xu Taiping was fine during the competition.

"Come back... come back!"

After writing the last word, Xu Taiping shouted loudly, took a strong breath, and called back the rusty sword.

"Uh-huh!"

The rusty sword, hung with 131 kilograms of ship weight, suddenly flew down like a meteor falling to the ground, and stuck straight into the ground in front of Xu Taiping with a "swish" sound.

"call……"

In an instant, the pressure on Xu Taiping's soul receded like a tide.

An indescribable feeling of pleasure surged through his body.

"I remembered that I also felt the same way when I forged iron using the Yandi Furnace method for the first time and pressed acupoints to forge my body."

Xu Taiping's mind suddenly came to his senses.

Then he realized how dangerous the reckless behavior just now was, and said with fear in his heart: "But if I just had the slightest intention of retreating, and couldn't resist the pain of the soul crying, but I couldn't pass out, I'm afraid my soul would also To suffer a heavy blow.”

"Peace!"

Just as Xu Taiping was about to fall to the ground, Zhao Linglong, dressed in red, Qing Xiao and Senior Sister came to his side and supported him.

"Senior sister, senior brother, I have made you worry."

Xu Taiping said slightly apologetically.

"Fortunately nothing went wrong."

Qing Xiao felt Xu Taiping's pulse and then breathed a sigh of relief.

After the Black Dragon elder glanced at a few people, he read loudly:

"Xu Taiping's hanging iron weighs one hundred and thirty-one pounds, which is better than Zhou Ao's."

As soon as this statement came out, there was another uproar on the field.

When Zhou Ao heard this, he kicked the flagpole aside and said with a look of reluctance:

"If I had known better, I would have added two more pounds... ugh!..."

But as soon as he said these words, he began to vomit heavily because his soul was unstable and his breath fluctuated too violently.

The situation suddenly became extremely embarrassing.

This was also the reason why Qing Xiao was originally worried that Xu Taiping would lose his composure. If he suffered from the Soul Crying Syndrome, let alone vomiting in public, it would be possible for him to become incontinent in public.

…

Let’s talk about the next competition.

Maybe they were inspired by Xu Taiping, or maybe the disciples from the Sixth Peak were not very good at wielding swords. The next three people from the Seventh Peak were all very motivated and defeated their opponents very easily.

Especially Qing Xiao.

When competing with the senior sister of Liufeng, he directly suspended the iron by three thousand kilograms, causing the senior sister of Liufeng to give up the competition.

And in the other two competitions of the four peaks.

The second peak beats the fifth peak, and the third peak beats the fourth peak.

Because Shoufeng was the first place in the previous session, there was no need for competition in the first round.

Therefore, the next ranking competition will be held among the first, second, third and seventh peaks.

…

"As expected, our opponent will be No. 1 Peak."

After the second round of names came out, senior sister Jiang Zhi frowned and muttered to herself.

"Why is our opponent No. 1? Aren't we going to draw lots?"

Xu Taiping asked with some confusion.

After nearly half an hour of rest, he had fully recovered.

"Because the First Peak was the winner of the previous round, he has the right to choose his opponent in this round, and we have never been on good terms with the First Peak, and we are the weakest among the several peaks. He will definitely Choose us.”

Jiang Zhi smiled bitterly.

"What I'm waiting for is the first peak!"

Second senior brother Qing Xiao was not frightened by this, but instead looked excited.

"The second round of this competition is about to begin!"

At this moment, Elder Black Dragon's voice sounded again.

"First Peak, you are the leaders of the previous session. This round you can go on stage and choose your opponents."

His eyes looked towards the location of the first peak.

Then, Yan Bing, the first disciple of the First Peak, flew down to the stage in a flash.

"Disciple Yan Bing has met Elder Black Dragon."

After Yan Bing came on stage, he greeted the Black Dragon elder.

Elder Black Dragon nodded, then looked at Sanfeng below the stage and said:

"You can choose which peak you want as your opponent."

Yan Bing nodded slightly.

His eyes scanned the audience, and finally fell on Qing Xiao from the seventh peak.

"I choose...the seventh peak!"

Yan Bing looked directly at Qing Xiao and smiled.

Just as Senior Sister Jiang Zhi expected, the First Peak chose the Seventh Peak as its opponent this time.