"Finally it's Mr. Leng Shu's turn to test."
"It's really exciting. How many meters can Master Leng Shu leave traces on?"
"It's hard to say, but if it's over 51 meters, there should be no problem."
"What's the need to say? With Master Leng Shu's strength, it would be a surprise if he couldn't even surpass the people from the five countries."
"Haha, let's watch. I believe it will surprise us."
Although they did not participate in the assessment themselves, just seeing Master Leng Shu standing in front of the stone tablet that left traces, the hearts of many powerful people in the Dawei Dynasty could not help but boil with excitement.
"Look, Mr. Leng Shu is finally taking action."
"Don't miss it."
The crowd stared intently at the stone monument with traces on the square, their eyes fixed on it, as if they were afraid of missing any trace of the process.
boom!
Under the gaze of everyone, Master Leng Shu's figure suddenly rose into the sky.
It was as if there was a breeze under his legs, as if there was an invisible force holding him up.
"Good body skills are the highest level of Xuan level body skills, Ling Xiaoyuntian."
"It is said that this body technique has seven levels in total and is the treasure of Tianheng Academy. Once you practice it to the extreme, you can be as ethereal as the sky and walk on clouds."
"Looking at Mr. Leng Shu's posture, I'm afraid he has at least reached the fifth level of cultivation, which is extraordinary."
The crowd was shocked.
As soon as an expert takes action, he will know whether it is there or not.
Before Young Master Leng Shu actually took action, he had already amazed many powerful people by just using his movements.
Amid the exclamations, Leng Shugong's figure also continued to soar.
Twenty meters.
Thirty meters.
Forty meters.
Fifty meters.
Arriving fifty meters away, Mr. Leng Shu had already felt an extremely terrifying pressure sweeping over him. This force was so terrifying that it almost bent his shoulders.
"How could I, Leng Wushuang, stay in such a place?"
With a roar, strength surged out of Leng Wushuang's body again.
"Heavenly Book Mysterious Technique!"
Buzz!
The invisible force lifted him up again.
Fifty-five meters.
Fifty-eight meters.
Sixty meters!
When Mr. Leng Shu broke through sixty meters, the expression on his face had become extremely ferocious.
Finally, it stopped at sixty-two meters.
"It's no longer possible. The pressure is too great. If I go up further, I will most likely not be able to withstand the pressure. By then, I will no longer be able to leave traces on the stone tablet, which will be troublesome."
An angry shout.
A mysterious ice fan appeared in Master Leng Shu's hand, and he waved it forward vigorously.
Click!
The cold light flickered, and a fan mark quickly appeared on the stone tablet in front, and Master Leng Shu's whole body had already fallen down and landed on the ground.
"Sixty-two meters."
"This achievement is simply unbelievable. He is worthy of being one of the three most talented people in Xuanzhou. He is more than ten meters taller than the people from the five countries before him."
"Hahaha, let me just say, how can the trash from these five countries compare with the genius of my Dawei Dynasty."
Seeing Leng Wushuang landing calmly, everyone started talking excitedly. This was another new record.
Leng Wushuang himself shook his head.
His goal for himself was at least close to seventy meters, but unfortunately, he failed to reach it.
He glanced at Hua Tiandu and Di Tianyi behind him with cold eyes.
I don't know what the results of the two of them will be.
As for Qin Chen, he had long ignored him.
"Bah bang bang!"
There was a burst of applause, and Di Tian smiled with a smile on his lips: "Not bad, not bad, I got a new record, sixty-two meters, haha, compared with other warriors, it is already pretty good, Leng Wushuang
If you can get this result, you are well-deserved.”
Di Tianyi seemed to be boasting about Leng Wushuang, but the meaning in his tone made people extremely uncomfortable.
What does it mean to be considered good compared to other warriors?
This statement clearly means that he, Leng Wushuang, is only worthy of comparison with ordinary warriors.
"If you have the ability, if you see the truth under your hands, you will only talk nonsense, so what's your ability?"
Leng Wushuang snorted coldly and was teleported aside.
Buzz!
The next ray of light descended and enveloped Hua Tiandu.
Hua Tiandu was well prepared and walked slowly to the stone monument that left traces.
"It's the turn of Liuxian Zongzi Hua Tiandu. How many meters can he leave traces?"
The crowd was curious and waited in silence.
Everyone knows that Hua Tiandu's performance will definitely not be bad, but when compared with Leng Wushuang, it is hard to say who is the winner.
Whoosh!
Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Hua Tiandu soared into the sky instantly like a roc spreading its wings.
Thirty meters.
Forty meters.
Fifty meters.
Sixty meters.
"It's sixty meters..."
Everyone's hearts were lifted.
Hua Tiandu's face was stern, his eyes were sharp, and he continued to look upward.
sixty one.
sixty two.
sixty-three.
Finally, at sixty-three meters, he punched out, leaving a shadow of his fist and his whole body flying down.
"Sixty-three meters!"
"Two meters taller than Leng Wushuang."
"As expected of the eldest son of Liuxian!"
Seeing this result, Hua Tiandu was slightly relieved. On the surface, he seemed to have nothing, but in fact, the real power in his body was already somewhat exhausted.
He knew very well that if he had continued to go up just now, he would most likely be blown away by the terrifying pressure and would not be able to leave any traces.
To be continued...