Time flies by.
The number of people around him also decreased one by one.
Two hours later, only ten young men, including Ding Hao, Zhang Fan and Li Canyang, were left in the No. 8 Sword Formation. The others either could not bear the severe pain and chose to give up, or they fainted and were killed. Carry out of the array.
At this time, Ding Hao also felt slightly strenuous.
As time goes by, the pressure in the sword formation gradually increases. At this time, it has almost reached the level of nearly ten times the gravity.
Zhang Fan was obviously trying his best to hold on. His whole body was covered with beads of sweat the size of soybeans. His ordinary face was twitching and ferocious due to the severe pain. His lips were almost bitten by him, and there were wisps of bright red blood. It flowed from the corner of his mouth to his chest. He supported it on the ground with both hands, trembling all over and suffering unimaginable pain.
Ding Hao and Zhang Fan were the only two people among the remaining ten who could resist heavy pressure without relying on their mysterious strength.
Even Li Canyang, who had been calm before, now had a look of extreme pain on his handsome face. His white clothes were soaked with sweat and his body was trembling slightly. A sky-blue light shone on his body. He appears and disappears from time to time, relying on his mysterious strength to resist pressure.
This is the real test of willpower.
Under such heavy pressure, every minute and every second is like an invisible knife cutting the flesh on your body. The pain is as severe as a lingering pain. It is simply impossible to describe it in words. As long as you have a little willpower, If you relax, you will faint.
Snap!
A young man next to him finally couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.
It's been half a stick of incense.
Snap!
Snap!
Four more teenagers passed out.
After another incense stick, only Ding Hao, Li Canyang and Zhang Fan were left in the No. 8 Sword Formation Diagram.
At this time, Ding Hao was also enduring severe pain.
The sword formation diagram seems to have undergone some kind of mutation. In addition to the huge gravitational pressure, there is also a kind of aura pressure similar to that of a strong man, which directly affects the human soul. This kind of pain exceeds Lingchi's thousands of times. It's like the legendary sea of hell. People with insufficient willpower will go crazy in an instant if they are exposed to such an environment!
"I thought... I didn't expect... I... I still... lost to... to you!"
Not far away, Li Canyang, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, looked at Ding Hao, showing a look of extreme unwillingness, and then suddenly his body shook, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and passed out. past.
It turned out that the scheming young master of Sunset Town had discovered Ding Hao a long time ago and had been secretly competing with Ding Hao.
Unfortunately, he failed to persist in the end and lost to Ding Hao.
Immediately, four third-generation disciples rushed in and carried the unconscious Li Canyang out.
Ding Hao shook his head.
Unexpectedly, this Li Canyang actually regarded himself as the object of transcendence.
It seems that his previous abnormal performance has aroused the vigilance of many geniuses.
But at this time, Ding Hao was almost at the end of his strength.
From beginning to end, Ding Hao did not use the power of Xuan Qi, but relied on pure sexual power to support him. Just when he wanted to use Xuan Qi to relieve the pain of his body, for some reason, his eyes suddenly focused on Zhang on the side. On Fan's body.
This Orion boy was almost turning into a blood man at this time.
Drops of blood replaced the sweat, and came out from every pore of his body, pooling into plasma and smearing it all over his body. If it weren't for his body still shaking slightly, his chest rising and falling rapidly, his eyes still... He was moving slightly, fearing that others would have thought he had passed out.
What a steely will!
Ding Hao can understand Zhang Fan's persistence. After all, he is already fourteen years old, and his performance in the previous attribute test was very average. The possibility of entering the Wenjian Sect is very small, and he can only rely on this last one. Only by performing well enough in the test that requires human power to persevere can win the last glimmer of hope.
Ding Hao also saw that on the periphery of the sword formation, the hunters who had accompanied Zhang Fan were watching nervously, their eyes full of ardent hope.
Indeed, for these ordinary hunters, Zhang Fan's persistence represents their best hope, right
Ding Hao lowered his head and thought for a moment, then stopped insisting, stood up slowly, and walked out of the sword formation.
According to the tradition of the Asking Sword Sect, in each sword formation diagram, the boy who persists to the last place will receive extra points. Ding Hao could have continued to persist, but he was moved by the spirit of this ordinary boy.
Ding Hao suddenly felt that he should give extra points to this struggling young man, which might help him enter the Wenjian Sect.
"Thank you... thank you..."
When Ding Hao passed by Zhang Fan, a few words blurred out from the bloody man's bitten lips.
Ding Hao smiled slightly: "Come on!"
After saying that, he strode out of the sword formation diagram.
The silver-robed elders and third-generation disciples outside the formation looked at Ding Hao with the same eyes.
The other teenagers who were waiting to see the final result also looked at Ding Hao with a softer look.
Because everyone could see that Ding Hao was the easiest among them all and could continue to persevere, but he deliberately gave up the first place to the struggling young man.
"Thank you, thank you, young master!" Several hunters came over and thanked Ding Hao repeatedly.
One of them, who should be Zhang Fan's father, looked like a tower in his forties, with dark skin and scars all over his body. As he spoke, he knelt down to thank Ding Hao.
Ding Hao quickly supported him.
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When there were still three hours before dark, the entrance test finally came to an end.
A total of nearly 10,000 young people participated in the test that day, but there were less than 1,000 people who hoped to enter the Wenjian Sect. This shows how harsh and cruel this selection process is.
The young man who was eliminated was allowed to stay in Wenjian Sect for one night, and he had to leave immediately the next morning.
The young people who were temporarily hopeful of being selected received broadband from the Wenjian Sect and were introduced to the guest house.
On the second day, the test continued.
There are still young people coming from far away to take part in the test.
The same tragedies and comedies of life were repeated on the second day.
Test ranking lists are constantly posted and hung in the Wenjian Sect announcement area.
As time goes by, the names on the list are constantly changing.
Ding Hao's ranking began to decline from the original tenth. At the end of the test on the second day, he dropped to the thirty-fifth place among the total list of 1,100 people.
The top ten names on the overall list are all covered by red paper, and I don't know who they are.
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