"drink-"
Feng Yin roared, his eyes looking coldly at Yu Jiuzhong. He shouted unwillingly: "It's been so many years since you stepped into the Shinto Academy. I really don't know how you can still be so arrogant?"
"Where on earth do you get your confidence from? You should know that in this Divine Dao Academy, where all the geniuses gather, you are nothing!"
Yu Jiuchong didn't even look at him, and took one step forward. The sound of bells and drums from this step drowned out Feng Yin's shouting, making Feng Yin so angry that his face turned black, and there was a hint of embarrassment and shame in his eyes.
Even if Yu Jiuzhong really just came to the Shinto Temple, so what? He had already left Feng Yin behind, just like he did back then, without even looking at him, and walked away again on his dignity.
No!
"tread!"
Feng Yin was unwilling to give up, so he immediately took a step towards the sky and was on the same step as Yu Jiuchong again, but the footprints under their feet were different.
Yu Jiuchong still didn't look at Feng Yin. He took another step forward. His disregard was the greatest humiliation for Feng Yin!
In particular, he took this step so lightly.
Fifty-three!
Feng Yin stared at Yu Jiuzhong's feet and found that he didn't even tremble. His expression became even uglier. He hardened his heart and followed him up.
"Lie—"
The powerful rules of bells and drums continuously beat and crushed Ru Fengyin's body, almost knocking him off the stairs. The Fire Phoenix blood in his body was instantly released, and he continued to endure this tempering.
Just when he finally managed to withstand the crushing, Yu Jiuzhong had already taken another step forward, still stepping down steadily, fifty-four! Sixty-nine is the extreme.
"Ding..."
"Boom..."
The powerful sounds of evening drums and morning bells, which kept trembling and shaking, attracted the attention of everyone present. People's eyes were all focused on Yu Jiuzhong, wondering whether this ultimate power of fifty-nine would knock him down.
Sixty-nine, this is a big cut. Many geniuses are knocked down at this position. One step up, it is seventy-nine.
Of course, many people also noticed the contest between Feng Yin and Yu Jiuzhong. Although people don’t remember Yu Jiuzhong very much, most people know Feng Yin.
After all, the last time he made a public appearance was twenty-nine years ago. Even though he was very cool, the geniuses have experienced so much in the past twenty-nine years that most people don't really remember him.
"Ding..."
Unfortunately, when the last bell sound faded away, Yu Jiuchong was still standing firmly, and he raised his foot and stepped to the next step without his calf trembling.
“Damn it! As a member of the Feng family, how can I be ignored like this? No matter how dangerous it is, I can’t retreat!” Feng Yin roared in his heart and took a step forward, with great ambition in his chest. In the end…
“Ding ding!”
“Boom boom!…”
The terrifying sounds of the evening drum and morning bell struck the heart and soul and shook the body, smashing madly into Feng Yin, making his body shake and spit out blood on the spot. The whole person was blown away from the stairs.
"boom!"
Feng Yin was thrown heavily to the ground, his face pale. He looked up at Yu Jiuchong, who had raised his foot again and stepped onto the 56th step without even looking back at him.
He didn't take this step, nor the next one, as if he didn't notice at all that Feng Yin had been blown down from the stairs. This was complete disregard!
hateful!
"puff-"
Feng Yin was so angry that he vomited a large mouthful of blood again and fainted on the spot. The geniuses who were watching were all confused. They didn't know what this genius from the Feng family was upset with them about.