"Junior Brother Luo, you are so amazing!"
"Junior Brother Luo, I am a direct disciple of Elder Situ. I am your senior sister. We can compare notes in the future..."
"Junior Brother Luo..."
A group of people surrounded Luo Jiyun, who looked at a loss.
Huang Yueli looked a little funny. However, the next moment, Luo Jiyun's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and then he suddenly fell backward.
There was a cry of surprise from the crowd, and Cang Pojun hurriedly ran over.
Fortunately, soon, the doctor from Cangxuan Sword Sect gave the diagnosis: "It should be due to physical exhaustion, plus he was too nervous just now. Once he relaxes, he will lose strength. It doesn't matter. Let him go back and have a good rest for two days." That’s it.”
Luo Jiyun was escorted away. Huang Yueli originally wanted to leave, but she saw Feng Zhehao's figure among the next group of warriors who were about to set off to climb the mountain.
Huang Yueli took the steps she had taken and took them back.
This guy has always been so arrogant. I think he must have a few brushes. I don't know how strong the current leader of the younger generation of Cangxuan Sword Sect is
Huang Yueli thought this and stayed, intending to see Feng Zhehao's performance.
Following the order from the invigilator, Feng Zhehao's group set off.
"Quick, look! Senior Brother Feng is here!!"
"It's so fast. Senior Brother Feng's speed is really too fast! Although the profound energy in his body is suppressed, his movement skills don't seem to be affected at all!"
"Of course. Senior Brother Feng's goal today is to break through the height of 4,500 meters. The first three thousand meters are not difficult at all, okay?"
"It's amazing! Four thousand five hundred meters! I can't even imagine what it would feel like to stand there!"
Feng Zhehao is very popular. Although he was invisibly slapped in the face by Li Moying today, when he actually took action, he still attracted everyone's attention.
As for Feng Zhehao himself, he was holding a breath in his heart and wanted to show off well so that everyone could see his strength and forget about Li Moying who didn't dare to take the lead. Therefore, he worked harder than before and started from the very beginning. He tried his best.
I saw his figure rising rapidly on the ladder to heaven, and it was almost impossible to see where he landed, as if he was floating over the rocks.
One thousand meters, two thousand meters, three thousand meters...
The height of three thousand meters passed by in a flash.
Even when he was standing at the three-thousand-meter mark, he didn't pause, he just slowed down a little.
The checkpoints above three thousand meters are like a chasm for most of the direct disciples!
However, for Feng Zhehao, he was already familiar with it.
Huang Yueli nodded secretly, "No wonder he is so confident, he does have some ability."
At the 3,500-meter mark, Feng Zhehao slowed down again. This time, he had returned to his normal walking speed and became cautious when he stepped.
At an altitude of four thousand meters, Feng Zhehao finally stopped for the first time.
Next, it will be a very difficult stage for him.
Vision and touch completely disappear, and even hearing continues to weaken...
In this case, he only climbed three hundred meters last time and did not dare to take any more risks.
And this time...
Feng Zhehao gritted his teeth so hard that he could almost taste blood.
This time, he must break through his limits!
(End of chapter)