He replenished all his soul power in the blade domain space. After the blade stone rain stopped, Wang Dong began to jump quickly between the stone steps. His movements became more and more skillful, making him seem to be idle. He walked around the court at a leisurely pace, and his speed was a little faster than yesterday.
"Walking on the blade is so useful. At this speed, I can reach the Blade Temple tomorrow night." Wang Dong said with a somewhat eager expression.
"Maybe it will be faster." Blade Soul commented.
"Judging from the group of people on the ground, I was actually the second climber they encountered..." Wang Dong said while leaping quickly: "I didn't expect that the mace didn't come. This is great. Without the obstruction of the mace, I can successfully submit the token and advance to the preliminary round."
As he spoke, Wang Dong seemed to be inspired by the excitement of being promoted, and his climbing speed accelerated again.
"The disciples of the Zhuhai Gang are indeed right..." As he kept leaping forward, Wang Dong watched the stone steps of the temple under his feet slowly become smaller. At night, there was only one stone step under his feet. Due to the size of the barrel, Wang Dong became more vigilant and became cautious when leaping.
The next morning, dozens of contestants in the cave on the first step once again started searching for Wang Dong's body. After two hours of searching, they gathered together in shock and started talking full of doubts.
"What's going on? Why hasn't that kid come down yet? Isn't it because he's staying in the cave and won't come out?"
"Yes, I'm surprised too. It stands to reason that after two days, the kid climbed up at a very fast pace, and the stone steps of the temple have long since become unable to accommodate a person hiding..."
Everyone looked as if the monk Zhang Er was confused. They didn't believe that a sixth-level martial arts disciple could do what they, the eighth-level martial arts disciples, couldn't do.
"This... this is impossible!" The Zhuhai Gang disciple ignored everyone's comments and just muttered to himself with a somewhat shocked face: "He may have died on the stone steps, but his body did not fall down."
"Haha... so many people!" While everyone was talking, a mighty figure roared over and shouted in a rough voice: "What meeting are you having? It's so lively?"
"Wolf... mace!" The rough voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone on the field. When they saw the person clearly, their faces suddenly became ugly. They all put their hands on their waists in unison, vigilantly. He tightened his grip on his weapon.
"Hey, what are you doing..." Mace slammed his metal club on the ground with a bang, and said casually: "Isn't it just to steal your tokens? What else do you want to do? Are you bullying me?"
"Bullying the few with more?" A disciple of the Wuhu Clan stared at the mace with eyes full of anger, and said viciously: "You, a bully and a villain, would actually say such a thing!"
"That is, we bully the smaller ones with more, and one of my junior sisters was crippled by you. She couldn't survive the rain of blades and stones that night, and died in the secret realm. You still have the nerve to tell us this!" The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall accused Mace with an angry look.
"How I like to treat my opponents is my freedom. If you have the ability, you can defeat me..." Mace said in a cold voice with disdain: "They are just a bunch of rats... It is your honor to be beaten to death and crippled by me. !”
"Brothers and sisters, I think most of the people here have been bullied by this mace and robbed the token..." A disciple of the Guihai Sect said with great righteousness: "Now is a good time to avenge previous shame. We There are so many eighth-level martial arts disciples, and I’m afraid he won’t be able to do it alone!”
"Yes, that's right!" Dozens of contestants actually agreed and drew their weapons at the same time, staring at the mace angrily, and surrounded him.
"Hahahaha... interesting! No matter how many rats there are, can they fight against the cats?" Seeing everyone's reaction, Mace laughed wildly: "My giant rod is eager to drink blood!"
After the mace finished speaking, he swung the huge stick in his hand in a circle, and an astonishing hurricane hit everyone. After Mace made this extremely wild movement, the faces of everyone surrounding him suddenly showed a look of horror, and no one dared to step forward.
"The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, I don't have time to waste time with you losers!" The corner of the mace's mouth was curved, and he waved the big stick in the gap where everyone was stagnant, and forcefully tore through the wall of people surrounding him. He opened his mouth and said, "Everyone who knows anything, get away from me. I want to climb to the top of the temple."
With the movement of the mace, several eighth-level warriors were easily swept away by the mace. They fell to the ground and immediately spurted blood from their mouths. It was obvious at first glance that they were seriously injured.
The ninth-level warrior is so tyrannical!
Watching Mace leap up the first stone steps of the temple, no one dared to stop him.
Mace raised the giant stick in his hand and looked down at everyone with a look of disdain. He was holding the giant stick in both hands and swung it towards his feet. Hearing a huge roar, the first-level stone beneath his feet The steps were shattered by his giant stick, and the mace himself used the power of the stick to fly towards the second stone step.
"Mace, what are you doing? Why are you destroying the stone steps?" Noticing Mace's movements, everyone suddenly exclaimed, and someone immediately started asking questions.
"It's enough for me to walk up these stone steps alone... Don't let any of you even think about going up!" Mace said loudly in a wild voice. In the gap between speaking, he had already destroyed several steps with his giant stick while climbing. The suspended stone steps shattered and fell from the sky. It was no longer possible for others to enter the Blade Temple!
"This mace is so ruthless in what it does, leaving no way for others to survive!" Seeing the mace destroying the stone steps, everyone suddenly let out an angry yell.
"Hmph, he is also ruining his escape route. Without the stairs to the temple, let's see what he will do when he encounters the blade stone rain!" The Guihai Sect disciple who called on everyone to besiege the mace said angrily: " Destroy it, destroy it, you will cry when the time comes..."
"That's right, if he destroys it at this speed, he won't be able to enter the Blade Temple before Blade Shiyu comes... By then, huh!" The female disciple of Xiuyu Hall also looked up and saw that hundreds of people had been destroyed. The mace on the stone steps said with a cold expression.
Everyone showed a look of revenge. They could not shake the mace, and the natural phenomenon in the secret realm of Blades would avenge them.
When everyone was smiling at this thought, the next move of the mace in the sky made all their smiles freeze on their faces.
After seeing that the mace had destroyed enough stone steps, making the distance between the bottom of the stone steps and the ground reach a height that a person with martial arts level could not reach, he actually stopped destroying the stone steps. action, then put away the big stick and started running on the stone steps at a speed that shocked everyone's jaws.
No one thought that Mace, carrying an extremely heavy stick on his back, could be so flexible. He didn't even need to cross the steps step by step. He jumped directly over four or five steps. After a few steps, he actually jumped. He disappeared directly from everyone's sight.
"This..." Everyone looked up blankly, showing a look of shock.
"Maybe Senior Brother can really reach the Blade Temple before the Blade Stone Rain comes..." The Zhuhai Gang disciple murmured after seeing the mace's astonishing speed.
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"Finally here!" At dusk, Wang Dong let out a cry of joy. He was now only a hundred feet away from the gate of the Blade Temple. The magnificent Blade Temple was within easy reach, which made Wang Dong inexplicably excited.
Although he was excited, Wang Dong did not dare to slack off. The blade stone steps under his feet were already as small as a teacup. If he was not careful, he would make a mistake and become an eternal regret.
Wang Dong slowed down and concentrated on jumping between the small stone steps. He walked the last hundred feet without any danger. After his soles stepped on the ground of the Blade Temple, Wang Dong relaxed a little. tone.
"Is this the Blade Temple?" Wang Dong exclaimed as he stood by the door of the Blade Temple. Wang Dong felt that the word "magnificent" was not enough to describe the Blade Temple, because it was so huge that even the finest scabbard-like texture engraved on the door of the Blade Temple was several feet wide!
As Wang Dong approached, the huge door of Blade Temple silently opened a gap, allowing Wang Dong to walk in.
Entering the Blade Temple, Wang Dong once again exclaimed. There was an extremely huge open space in the temple. A road extended from the door, leading directly to a huge round platform in the center of the temple.
This round platform is suspended in the center of the hall, with a diameter of dozens of feet. The round platform is surrounded by a bottomless abyss.
Wang Dong noticed that the abyss around the round platform was not empty. A strange whirlwind was raging in the abyss. The strange thing about the whirlwind was that when it was sweeping and raging, it would emit a sound. The sound of swords clashing.
Wang Dong looked curiously at the whirlwind, and suddenly showed a look of astonishment. The whirlwind seemed to be sweeping countless long knives, and the light of the knives flickered in it from time to time, making the whirlwind look extremely dangerous. Wang Dong There is no doubt that anything that falls inside will be instantly shattered into pieces in the light of the sword.
"What a storm of blades!" Wang Dong sighed to himself and walked along the passage to the round platform.
In the center of the round platform was a white base shaped like a knife handle. The base was covered with sunken holes. Wang Dong took a quick look and saw that these sunken holes exactly matched the shape of the identity token.
"Put the token into these grooves and you can advance to the preliminary round!" Understanding the purpose of the hilt at a glance, Wang Dong immediately took out the token from his waist eagerly.
"Oh, so you are here. I worked really hard to find you!" Just as he was about to insert the token into the groove, a rough voice suddenly reached Wang Dong's ears. Wang Dong was startled and quickly put the token into the groove. The token on his body was put away again. The voice continued: "Now, let's see where you can go, you dare to play tricks on me, little mouse!"
"Mace!" After seeing the person clearly, Wang Dong's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't expect that at the critical moment when he was about to advance, he would encounter the biggest threat in the Blade Secret Realm. Without saying a word, Wang Dong picked up his remaining sword.
Seeing Mace walking over with a playful look on his face, Wang Dong couldn't help but become more and more wary of the strength of the ninth-level warrior. No matter whether the opponent walked up the steps of the temple in one day or escaped the rain of blades and stones, Every item is something that Wang Dong cannot do.
"You're just a little mouse, but you still want to advance to the preliminary round?" Mace walked up to the round platform with a grin and said loudly to Wang Dong: "What virtue do you have to advance to the preliminary round?"
"Mace, we have all reached the end. Let's each hand over our tokens and don't cause any trouble!" Seeing Mace walking towards him, holding the broken knife in his hand, he said warily.
"Stop dreaming. I'm the only one in the entire Blade Secret Territory who can advance!" The mace hit the ground heavily, and he said to Wang Dong wildly: "I didn't expect you to appear in front of me at the last moment. In front of me, this is really a great gift given to me by Blade Secret Realm!"
A head-on collision with the mace was inevitable, and Wang Dong's face became ugly.
"The hunter in the Blade Secret Territory was actually played by a little mouse, so he was very angry..." Mace said to Wang Dong with a cold expression: "Well, little mouse, let me tell you what survival is. law!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant stick in his hand turned into a strong and powerful wind and flew straight towards Wang Dong's face.
The attack of the mace brought with it the pressure of a ninth-level warrior. Wang Dong knew that he could not hold on for a single round, so he turned around and started running wildly on the round platform.
"Hehe, a mouse is a mouse, it only knows how to run around..." Mace laughed evilly, followed Wang Dongfang, and said, "But I like to play the game of cat and mouse the most..."
what to do
Wang Dong was running his brain like crazy. He couldn't shake this mace in terms of speed or force. Should he give up at the last moment? But after finally reaching the top of the temple, he was about to advance successfully, but in the end he was blocked. This was really disappointing.
(End of chapter)