Invisible pressure is everywhere, and it is an unspeakable torture to hold people in the middle of the battle: your neck cannot straighten, your back cannot straighten, and your knees cannot stiffen. When the support reaches this point,
, the whole person's fighting spirit was crushed to pieces, and he just wanted to lie down and not move again.
Overwhelmed, painful and tired as an egg.
Even though Liang Qiufeng had a bumpy childhood, he rarely suffered such torture. Every muscle in his body seemed to be trembling. He saw that the end of victory was not far ahead, but he couldn't move forward and could only watch Xiang Bai.
Wu Chaoyue.
When Xue Yixuan saw it from behind, she sighed sadly: The success fell short.
She didn't blame Liang Qiufeng. With Liang Qiufeng's current condition, it was extremely rare for him to reach this point. It far exceeded expectations.
But, being so close to success, yet being surpassed by others, I feel regretful, how can I let go of it so easily?
Especially Yang Wuchi, who has the highest expectations of the family. On weekdays, he is devoted to martial arts and almost ignores worldly affairs. With his good talent, he occupies the best training resources of the family. In his spare time, many people are jealous.
There is gain and there is sacrifice, which has been a principle since ancient times. The Yang family is a businessman and opened a trading company, and their utilitarianism is even more prominent. Otherwise, they would not be willing to sacrifice Yang Shuanglan in order to gain alliance. And in Yang Wuchi, they hope to get
The reward is naturally the reputation of the ancestors. If you can get a title with substantial benefits, that would be the best.
However, in the elite handsome competition, Yang Wuchi's performance was not that outstanding. His results were even worse than in the previous competition, and he had regressed. It was not that he did not work hard enough, but that others were better.
Then, the competition at the Chief Pavilion is his last hope in his trip to the royal capital.
Something to hope for is better than nothing. Originally, he and Xue Yixuan just thought about it. Later, Liang Qiufeng joined and really rushed through the fighting corridor. The hope suddenly increased infinitely. Unexpectedly, he still owed it.
Huo Hou was beaten back to his original shape.
The ups and downs of life, the ups and downs, are the hardest to accept.
call!
He took a step toward Bai Wu and stepped up, surpassing Liang Qiufeng by one step. More importantly, he still had some energy left, but Liang Qiufeng was unable to move forward.
The end is very close.
The gorgeous eaves of Kuaishou Pavilion appeared in the sight, and there were bronze wind chimes hanging under the eaves - a breeze blew. The copper bells stirred, and a series of pleasant bells fell.
Xiang Baiwu decided to rest for a while and then rushed forward with all his strength.
Liang Qiufeng behind him suddenly made an incredible move. He slowly pulled out the blue light sword - the blade seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and was so heavy that it was difficult to lift it to a horizontal position.
But Liang Qiufeng has accomplished many difficult things in his life. This is one of them.
Sensing something strange, Xiang Baiwu turned around to look at him and laughed: He really didn't know whether he was going to die or not, he couldn't walk anymore, but he still wanted to use his sword. Do you really think this is just a show-off?
There is pressure to suppress, but the greater the resistance, the greater the pressure.
Peng!
Before Liang Qiufeng raised his sword, his body felt as if he had been severely injured, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out. It sprayed on the steps, which was shocking.
Just such a simple movement in daily life has already caused huge backlash damage to his weak body.
But he didn't give up yet and still raised his sword stubbornly.
Seeing Xue Yixuan below, she couldn't bear to look directly at him. She wanted to yell at him to "give up". But she was in the middle of the formation and there was no way she could speak.
Yang Wuchi showed a hint of admiration: Liang Qiufeng's move was resolute and unyielding, which was in line with the true meaning of martial arts.
laugh!
In the blink of an eye, Liang Qiufeng spit out another mouthful of blood. The blood was slightly strange, splashed to the ground, and shattered into slag.
"Um?"
Shi Hentian, who was responsible for monitoring and maintaining order, raised his brows. However, due to the formation restrictions, he could not judge and understand some things at once. It was more based on the superficial conclusion: This kid had really gone to great lengths to get to the leader's pavilion.
Working hard.
Even after vomiting blood, Liang Qiufeng could not lift his sword, let alone attack Baiwu.
Xiang Baiwu had expected this, and a sneer appeared on his lips: If he could attack, he would have taken action when he surpassed the opponent just now. How could Liang Qiufeng do what he couldn't do?
However, suddenly, he saw the pale Liang Qiufeng burst into laughter. He held a pestle in his hand and used his sword as a crutch, with the sword's edge slightly on the steps.
Whoosh!
The figure that had been lingering for a long time suddenly started to move, and with one step, he stepped onto the steps, side by side with Xiang Baiwu. Before Xiang Baiwu could react, he took another firm step and climbed up the next step.
With such a breath, Liang Qiufeng broke through three steps in a row, surpassed Xiang Baiwu, and threw the opponent away.
Xiang Baiwu was dumbfounded, and Xue Yixuan and others who were paying close attention to the situation below were even more confused, completely confused as to how Liang Qiufeng did it.
The situation continues to change.
Liang Qiufeng seemed to have been given a shot of blood, and he kept walking more and more courageously, unable to stop at all.
Such a state even made Xue Yixuan feel very worried, fearing that he was recovering from his illness before he could show such a fierce performance.
Xiang Baiwu was in a hurry and couldn't rest any longer, so he hurriedly walked up. Unfortunately, he fell behind and couldn't keep up with Liang Qiufeng. He could only stare at the opponent's back - until Liang Qiu Feng stared.
The front completely passed through the pressure formation and reached the top of the island.
There was just a slight pause, and the thin figure disappeared without looking back - everyone knew that he had entered the leader's pavilion. It was just that due to the angle, the people who were still on the steps could not see it.
"Actually, I really won..."
Yang Wuchi seemed to be in a dream. He stood motionless at the bottom of the steps and stopped climbing.
"Not bad, really good."
Xue Yixuan's mood was complicated and she didn't know what to say for a while.
In about half a quarter of an hour, everyone on the steps felt their bodies relax, all the pressure was gone, and they returned to their normal state.
This is when the competition is over, the outcome has been decided, and the formation restrictions set on the path are meaningless and have been removed.
Whoosh whoosh!
Xiang Baiwu gritted his teeth and flew forward; Du Yexiang, Xue Yixuan and others were not behind either. Without the restriction of pressing the formation, such a small distance was just a matter of movement.'
On the top, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, a simple pavilion is built in the middle. From the outside, there is not much out of the ordinary. A plaque is hung on the lintel of the pavilion, with the words "Kuishou Pavilion" written on it, with iron paintings and silver hooks, which is extremely elegant.
Liang Qiufeng was nowhere to be found in the pavilion. Only Shi Hentian was sitting there: "He has something to do and will leave first."
For competition assessment, you must take the stone path, but there is more than one way to go up and down the island.
Shi Hentian stood up and put his hands behind his back: "As a supplement to the dynasty elite handsome competition, the competition for the leader's pavilion has always been less formal. Now the result has been determined. Huaizuo Mansion has won the championship, and the three members will receive knighthood rewards. Well, let's go some more
After the process, someone from the imperial court will naturally go to Huaizuo Mansion to announce the award."
After a pause: "Okay, things have happened here, everyone should leave."
Xiang Baiwu sat down on the ground with a confused look on his face: He never thought that there would be such an ending.
Xue Yixuan looked around, still looking for Liang Qiufeng, but she could no longer see him.
The crowd was bustling. At this time, Liang Qiufeng had left the lake in the city and ran along the street to the outside of the city. He was walking in a hurry, as if there was an evil ghost chasing him behind him. If he didn't run faster, he would die.