The process of climbing the tower started very smoothly. Only half an hour passed, and the disciples who were the slowest had already climbed more than 200 steps.
Although the weight has increased to nearly a thousand kilograms on the 200 steps, this pressure still does not have much impact on the ten weights acquired the day after tomorrow. Everyone's expressions are quite calm, and there is no sign of any exertion.
However, the dozens of outstanding disciples who participated in the election did not seem to be having a good time. Although they still left the large army far behind, with a gap of nearly a hundred steps, everyone's speed slowed down, and their faces
His expression also became heavy.
Obviously, the side effects of excessive speed and jumping up a level began to appear, and they felt the heavy burden. Some of the early adopters finally began to regret it, but there was no way back.
Xia Chen has fallen to a position of about 8,000, a few hundred places lower than before.
Originally, with his cultivation and physical strength, it would be easy for him to leave behind others. But with every step he took, Xia Chen had to carefully feel the increasing pressure, which would be better transmitted to his body to temper his skin, so he walked
On the contrary, it is slower than others.
"Oops, it's not good. Brother Xia Chen has fallen to more than 8,000 people again. Sister, what should I do?" Xiao Liang shouted.
Bi Qinglian did not speak, but looked at Xia Chen on the light screen with confusion. She was also a little confused as to why Xia Chen was moving so slowly. Even if he was hiding his strength, he didn't have to lag so far behind, right?
"He's just a guy who is bound to be eliminated. What's there to shout about?" A young man in the front row turned his head and said to Xiao Liang disdainfully.
"Brother Xia Chen will not be eliminated, he just didn't show the corresponding strength." Xiao Liang was startled, and then said angrily.
"I won't be eliminated. I'm just ranked over 8,000. Haha, you can imagine the corresponding strength of this ranking." The young man laughed sarcastically.
"Kid, your vision is indeed not very good. If you were asked to gamble, you would lose your pants." The girl sitting next to the young man also turned around and teased.
"Just please satisfy this child's fragile self-esteem. He finally picked a loser. Why bother to attack him from the beginning? It's too much." A young man with long hair to the right of the girl seemed to be advising, but in fact he was teasing.
"You guys..." Xiaoliang's face suddenly turned red and he stood up, wanting to refute.
"Hey, the kid is not big and has a bad temper. Do you want to do something? Can you try to do something?" the long-haired young man sneered, without any intention of giving in because Xiaoliang was a child.
"Xiao Liang, sit down. We're just going to watch, why bother with other people's gossip." Bi Qinglian said in a deep voice.
"Yes, sister." Xiaoliang glared at the three people in the front row, sat down angrily, and stared at the restricted light curtain again.
The two men and one woman were bored. They originally wanted to have some fun with Xiao Liang, but when they saw Xiao Liang sitting down, they couldn't help but look at Bi Qinglian. They were about to provoke, but suddenly they were stunned.
Under the bright sunshine, the girl sat upright like a pure green lotus. She looked up at the light curtain and was in a daze. Her magnificent and graceless appearance was enough to make anyone feel ashamed.
The young man and the long-haired youth were stunned for a moment, until the girl pinched their thighs angrily and jealously, and then they howled and turned their heads away reluctantly.
But less than five breaths later, the long-haired young man turned his head again, held his breath and cautiously said to please: "This girl, I was really sorry just now, this is Song Liang from the Song family in Jin'an City, I would like to excuse you.
, I wonder which disciple you are optimistic about? Maybe we will have a common candidate? Why not discuss it? "
"My sister is interested in that loser you mentioned. He is my brother-in-law, so don't be a toad and want to eat swan meat." Before Bi Qinglian could speak, Xiao Liang had already said coldly.
The long-haired young man's fawning expression suddenly froze on his face.
Bi Qinglian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She glared at Xiao Liang, but did not deny it: "Yes, I support Xia Chen No. 9527. Is there something wrong with Mr. Song?"
"It's okay, it's okay..." Song Liang showed a smile that was uglier than crying, slowly turned his head, his expression quickly turned ferocious, and whispered to his two companions, "I want to see this 9527
Information, what kind of person is he, actually dares to steal a woman from me!"
In the blink of an eye, another half an hour passed.
Most of the disciples have stepped on the 300 steps, and the pressure of the weight finally begins to show. Most of the people's faces are not as relaxed as before. Some of the disciples who are weak in cultivation show a slight expression of difficulty.
The steps up the steps were obviously a bit heavy.
The group of people gradually began to divide. The first thousand disciples gradually distanced themselves from the back, forming the first ladder, and then about three thousand disciples formed the second ladder. The last group was the largest and most dispersed, but the flow did not stop.
The third ladder is formed.
As for those at the front who had just begun to run faster and keep jumping up the stairs, they finally tasted the consequences. Everyone was pale and sweating profusely, and the pace of climbing was obviously much more strenuous than that of the three-step team behind them.
Because they started too quickly and had too many steps to jump over, each of these disciples bore many times more weight than the disciples running behind them, and with every step they took, the pressure continued to increase.
It almost left them breathless.
After stumbling up dozens of levels, finally, a pale-faced candidate candidate couldn't hold on any longer, and the heavy pressure was weighing on him like a mountain.
Looking at the less than 400 steps at his feet and the other disciples running for election not far behind him, a trace of despair and regret flashed through his eyes, and he finally crushed the jade slip in his hand while trembling.
Immediately, his body began to sparkle, as if he was transported to a certain space, and then disappeared.
"Number 7536, out!" A deep, emotionless voice sounded, and everyone inside and outside the stadium could hear it clearly.
Suddenly, most of the disciples who participated in the election were shocked, their steps stagnated slightly, and they looked at the jade slips in their hands with complicated expressions.
Outside Tianjun Peak, the excited shouts of the crowd have subsided. The faces of relatives and friends who support No. 7536 are gloomy, and their disappointment is palpable. After all, being the first to be eliminated is always not a good look.
"With the first one, there will be the second, the third..." Feng Lei sighed.
At the top of the stairs, dozens of the fastest running disciples all looked ashen and their lips were trembling. Just because they were running the fastest did not mean that they also wanted to be the fastest to be eliminated.
Now that the journey is less than a third of the way, some people can't bear it and are eliminated. This is a huge blow to their confidence that they have worked hard to support but has reached the end of the road. Regret and resentment are intertwined in their hearts, but they can only hold it in.
, there is nowhere to vent.
After a while, another disciple staggered and fell on the steps, smiled miserably and crushed the jade slip, and was then teleported out of the restricted space.
"Number 5239, out." The deep, cold voice sounded again.
It seemed to have set off a chain reaction, and it seemed to be the last straw that broke the camel's back. After a while, the disciples who had previously stood out for the election continued to fall, and they had to crush the jade slips and pass them out into the space.
"Number 8291 is out!"
"Number 3514 is out!"
"Number 6587 is out!"
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The cold and solemn voices continued to sound, almost in a continuous line.
Outside the stadium, those friends, relatives, and supporters who had stood out were dumbfounded, with disappointment on their faces. They never expected that their limelight would be wiped out so quickly, and they couldn't help but feel extremely frustrated.
Elder Fenglei and others looked calm. Ever since these dozens of disciples who participated in the election violated the warning, their current sad ending was destined, so it is not a pity at all.
"What's sad is not only that they were eliminated, but what's even more sad is that they were eliminated without even realizing the benefits of weight-bearing training. This selection was completely in vain." Xu Tianhong said with emotion.
"Number 6007, out!" As the last cold and solemn voice sounded, all the unruly standouts had disappeared and were teleported out of the restricted space.
The disciples had different reactions, some sneered, some were indifferent, some were annoyed, but most of them were still alert.
When those top players surpassed them with easy steps, they didn't have the same idea. They only need to cross a thousand levels to enter the next round. This is a huge temptation.
Only now did they realize how stupid this idea was. Fortunately, the disciple who was eliminated showed them a bloody lesson with his own demonstration.
Two hours later, most of the disciples had climbed more than 400 steps. The power of the negative gravity field gradually increased, and everyone gradually showed signs of exertion, and began to distance themselves from each other.
The ones walking at the front were of course the candidates for the election from Dayan and Zhao, but most of these disciples remained silent, their faces looking heavy but not in great difficulty.
As for the four heavenly kings, they seemed to be the same as when they first stepped onto the steps. Not only did they not change at all, but even their steps did not change. The four people in the four restricted spaces not only walked in the same step, but even the number of steps they climbed was the same.
It has to be said that the strength of these four juniors who are quasi-supernatural monks is truly terrifying.
Youkang took out the jade slip and took a look at it, then sighed angrily and said: "It turned out to be more than 7,000, then it was more than 8,000, and now it is more than 9,000... Damn it, Xia Chen, everyone else is overjoyed.
The faster you go, the slower you go! What's going on with you? I'm holding my Yuan Stone on you. If you can't qualify, I'll beat you to ashes!"
Coincidentally, Lu Xuelun and Lin Yueyi also took out the jade slips. When they saw Xia Chen's ranking, they cursed a few words in annoyance.
"Fortunately, I didn't take care of that brat, otherwise I would have scolded my mother like those idiots now!" Song Mingzhu looked at the jade slips and smiled from ear to ear. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, novels are better.