The body that was about to fall stopped in the air. Di Feipeng raised his head in disbelief and looked at the person who stretched out his hand to hold him.

Not far in front of them was the platform, and there was no one else within a hundred feet behind them. The only person who could hold him back at this time was one person.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you climb up quickly? Do you want to die?"

Chun Yuhong frowned and looked at Di Feipeng impatiently.

On the platform, Xue Huo and others, whose hearts were hanging high, also breathed a sigh of relief and put their hearts back to where they were before. Di Feipeng saved Xue Huo and Yun Yi Yima before, and they didn't want to look at Di Fei

Peng just fell down.

Di Feipeng didn't say anything. He grabbed the edge of the sword with his other hand. With the double strength of the two of them, they climbed up together and stood firm. Chun Yuhong immediately let go of his hand and shook his palm in disgust.

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"The stinking sweat all over my body has really made my hands dirty."

If it had been before, Di Feipeng would definitely have retorted, but now, he looked at Chun Yuhong and asked, "Why did you save me?"

"If you let me fall, you will win, right?"

Chunyu Hong snorted: "I can save whoever I want to save. Is it your turn?"

Di Feipeng was silent for a moment and then said, "Even if you save me, I won't let you go."

Chun Yuhong sneered disdainfully: "Are you kidding me? I need you to give in?"

After saying that, he turned around and continued walking towards the platform without even looking at Di Feipeng. He had used up a lot of energy just now, and now he was even more frivolous when walking. Di Feipeng looked at his back and felt deeply.

He took a breath and chased after him.

The two people worked hard to start the final sprint. The short distance of a few feet became the final hurdle for their victory.

On the platform, Xue Huo and others still did not leave, but were waiting for the two of them.

In the end, it was Di Feipeng who was the first to step onto the platform.

He walked onto the platform and sat down, breathing heavily. Xue Huo and others also gathered around him.

"Hey, are you okay?"

Di Feipeng shook his head and turned around, only to see Chun Yuhong stepping onto the platform one step back and also half-sitting down, panting.

"Hey, I said, I won't give in to you, but I won."

Chunyu Hong gave him a slightly disgusted look: "Humph, you were just lucky this time, country bumpkin. You won't be so lucky next time."

Di Feipeng grinned: "You pretty face, I still don't like you, but... thank you just now."

Chunyu Hong snorted and did not answer.

Although his attitude was still so arrogant, in the eyes of Xue Huo and others, he was no longer so annoying.

"Although this guy talks very annoyingly, he might not be a bad person."

Among the people, Baoyang secretly spoke in a low voice.

Dongmen Xiao shook his head: "Maybe, it's almost dawn, let's go and rest first, there is still the second round of exams."

Dao Hongying looked at the group of teenagers, with a smile on her face hidden under the black gauze of the bamboo hat. At this time, her mentality was somewhat similar to that of Yue Mingju. Although she was not much older than these little guys, judging from their appearance

, but already kind of miss the high-spirited youth period before.

The Wenxin Sword Road consumes a lot of physical and mental energy. Even if the young candidates pass, they are already exhausted. The physical consumption can be compensated by the spiritual energy. However, under the pressure of the invisible sword intent that pervades the Wenxin Sword Road,

Mental fatigue is not easy to recover from, and the academy is not a devil's training camp. There is no need to force candidates to take the next round of exams immediately. After passing Wenxin Kendo, you have a full day's rest before taking the second round.

take an exam.

Candidates who passed the first round of exams passed through the teleportation array and came to the rest area set up by the college, a huge floating island for repairs. On the island, the rest rooms were connected into a ring, starting from the center.

Spreading out in circles, the entire island is enough to accommodate thousands of people.

Although compared to the more than 100,000 candidates, this capacity seems a bit small, but considering that at this time, the candidates who have taken the path of asking the heart sword are probably less than one-third, and the number of people who have passed is even less, I am afraid there are still quite a few

leisure.

Sitting on the bed in the lounge, Xue Huo calmed down and began to meditate.

An hour later, he opened his eyes and felt quite surprised.

When I just came down from the Wenxin Sword Way, I didn't realize it because I was extremely tired. After meditating to regain my energy, I realized that the strength of my spiritual consciousness was much stronger than the day before. And it wasn't just my spiritual consciousness.

, even the purity of the true essence has been improved.

Recalling Mei Hongru's words, it seems that the Way of Asking the Heart is not just torture, it does have a sharpening effect. It is conceivable that the dean of the academy who created this way of sword is really a wise and powerful person.

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I thought that if I could successfully pass the exam and become a student of the college, I might be able to find opportunities to go there a few more times in the future.

But he didn't know that the sharpening effect of Wenxin Swordsmanship was most obvious the first time. If you could complete the entire course, the benefits would indeed be considerable, but if you walked the second or third time, you would not have the first time.

This is such an obvious effect.

Right here, while the candidates are struggling to prepare for the exam, far away in the far north of the continent, in the darkness of the Northern Underworld——

In the dark Northern Underworld, time does not have much meaning. Chen Feng does not know how much time has passed since he was immersed in the spiritual world.

Rather, he didn't care about time at all.

All his mental power was concentrated on the black giant sword standing in the sea of ​​consciousness.

From the very beginning, it was out of reach and difficult to look at directly, until now, it is getting closer and closer. Finally, it seems that the entire spirit has become one with the giant sword, as if it is the sword and the sword is itself.

The moment Chen Feng's spiritual thoughts were completely integrated into the black giant sword, an inexplicable picture appeared in his mind.

It was a white-haired old man in white clothes, looking as if he were a fairy. He was stepping into the endless darkness of the void, holding a black long sword in his hand. Although there was endless darkness around him, the sword in his hand was more powerful than

The darkness became even darker, as if everything visible and invisible, darkness and light were swallowed up in it.

Just like that, the old man raised the long sword in his hand and slashed it down, splitting the whole world and the invisible darkness together!

Also being split open was Chen Feng's spirit.

In an instant, Chen Feng opened his eyes.

He has completely woken up.

Compared to a long time ago when he fell into deep sleep, Chen Feng's vision seemed to be much clearer, and he could see the entire ice valley in his eyes.

And there seemed to be something extra in his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Feng stood up and realized that he had unknowingly turned into a snowman, with the white snow falling in the darkness covering his entire body.

As he moved, the white snow on his body fell, and a trace of black light faintly emerged from around him.

Seemingly realizing something, Chen Feng raised his palm and looked at the wisp of darkness lingering between his palms.

"This is……"

His eyes became sharp in an instant, and at the same time, he subconsciously raised his palms.

Without even pulling out the long sword on his back, Chen Feng pointed his fingers together and slashed out with one strike.

A certain dark aura came out of his fingertips and spread.

As the breath spread, a dark crack appeared silently among the white ice and snow.

This sword drew a vertical black line on top of the sword mark that originally spanned the valley, extending to a hundred feet away.

On this day, in the endless darkness of the Northern Underworld, in the frozen valley, Chen Feng of the Sword Control Sect was completely reborn.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, in the academy, sitting cross-legged on the sacred tree, Chen Long, who was paying attention to the candidates, suddenly sensed something, let out a light sigh, and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

"It seems like something interesting happened."
Chapter completed!