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Chapter 1545 Dragon? Ant?

All kinds of cynicism resounded throughout the audience.

There is no other reason, Ye Fan's speed is too slow.

Jian Wuya has reached more than 700 floors, and other monks are also at 2,300 floors, but Ye Fan has only climbed to the 36th floor. It's like a Santana suddenly got mixed up in a Formula 1 competition.

It’s really too eye-catching!

Any monk from the outer academy at the Nascent Soul Stage would probably be faster than Ye Fan.

Under normal circumstances, even if Ye Fan was so slow, everyone would not ridicule him one-sidedly.

However, Ye Fan just made a bet with Elder Lian Yunzi, boasting about Haikou, claiming that he would break the record set by Daozi Han Xiao.

If this trend continues, he may not be able to climb to the 95th floor, let alone the 950th floor.

Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to the comments around him. At this moment, his body was trembling slightly, with large beads of sweat on his forehead, and he was under great pressure.

"Bah!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan shouted loudly, blushed, and finally climbed up to the 37th floor. Then he gasped for air, as if he had used all his strength.

Seeing this scene, the audience burst into laughter again:

"It takes so much effort to break through the 37th floor, what a waste!"

"You have such little ability, but you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?"

"If I were him, I would just buy a piece of tofu and kill him!"

"It seems that the previous rumors are all false. He alone can defeat Young Master Lianhua and Yang Qi? I don't believe it anyway!"



Hearing these words, Ye Fan was not angry, but instead showed a mysterious smile on his lips, as if he had picked up some huge bargain.

Although Ye Fan's realm is not high, his combat effectiveness cannot be calculated according to common sense. He can easily fight across several small realms. Most monks in the transformation stage are no match for him.

If Mr. Wei's power is borrowed, even a strong tribulation master like the leader of Black Sea Forest Prison will have a hard time killing him.

If he climbed the ladder at full speed, Ye Fan's speed would definitely not be much slower than Jian Wuya's.

However, when he climbed the first step, Mr. Wei told him——

This holy ladder to the sky is a magic weapon at the level of a holy weapon!

The pressure generated on each level of the stairs is no less than that of the Infinity Bell.

For ordinary monks, this coercion is a stumbling block.

However, for Ye Fan, this coercion is the best way to temper his body.

Ye Fan's Celestial Hegemony has reached the fifth level and is constantly improving. It is difficult to reach the sky if he wants to improve even a little bit more.

But this pressure from the sacred vessel is the best way to temper the body.

Because of this, Ye Fan did not activate any internal energy and relied entirely on the strength of his physical body to keep moving forward to hone himself.

That's why he travels so slowly!

This method sounds simple, but is actually extremely difficult to do.

For thousands of years, other monks have not even dared to think about it, let alone do it.

Just like an ordinary person walking naked into a sea of ​​​​fire, the danger involved is self-evident.

Once your physical body cannot hold on, you won't even have time to activate your inner energy, and the pressure from the holy weapon will instantly crush you, disappear into ashes, and destroy you.

But I have to say that this method is very effective.

After just climbing more than 30 stairs, Ye Fan felt that his Heavenly Body had broken through the limits again and again, and both his toughness and ability to withstand blows had improved.

More importantly, this is just the beginning!

There are still more than 900 limits left, waiting for him to break through. If he can reach the top like this, Ye Fan's heavenly hegemony will usher in earth-shaking changes.

Invincible in the same situation, worthy of the name!



"Look! Senior Brother Jian Wuya has climbed to the 800th floor!!!" Someone exclaimed.

Afterwards, the venue was completely boiling, and millions of spectators gave earth-shattering cheers.

"700 is the monster layer, and 800 is a legendary existence. It has not appeared for many years!"

"Awesome! So awesome!"

"He is indeed a genius with amazing talent and talent. He leaves everyone else far behind and makes people look up to him!"

"This is not the limit of Senior Brother Jian Wuya. Look - he is still moving forward and launching an attack on the 900th floor!"

"Hey... Senior Brother Lianhua and Senior Sister Ruan broke through to more than 700 levels before, which is already very powerful! But compared with Senior Brother Jian Wuya, they are not at the same level at all!"

"Comparing people with each other is so annoying!"

On the 800th floor, Jian Wuya kept waving the Tiandu Sword in his hand, with a momentum as powerful as a rainbow and as powerful as a broken bamboo.

Although his speed slowed down a bit, his steps still did not stop, and his handsome figure left a deep impression on everyone.

Under the stage, the dozen or so elders in the Tribulation Stage had hot eyes and excited expressions on their faces, as if they had seen some rare treasure.

"I want this boy! Please give me some face!"

An elder with a clear face and a black Taoist robe said loudly.

"Wait a minute!" A middle-aged man with an ancient sword hanging on his waist interjected: "Elder Guan, what you are using is a sword, not a sword. It is completely wrong! It is better to let him become my disciple. I can teach him

The Holy Spirit Sword Code guarantees that he will be promoted to the realm of 'Sword Master' within a hundred years!"

"Lord Spirit Sword, although your swordsmanship is strong, it is of little use against Jian Wuya! Haven't you noticed that Jian Wuya may have awakened his sword heart in the Sword Burial Sea and is unable to master the art of swordsmanship?

What is he! But I am different. What I am good at is alchemy. Let him practice with me. In the future, he will be able to become the supreme master who dominates the Tianshu Star with the combination of elixir and sword!"

"No, no, no! What's so good about refining alchemy? It's boring to face the broken alchemy furnace all day long! Let him come and refine weapons with me. When the time comes, he can directly refine hundreds of heaven-level flying swords and stab the enemy into pieces.

Hornet's nest!"

For a moment, several elders with extraordinary status in the Tribulation Stage fought so hard that their faces turned red and spittle flew for the sake of sheathing their swords and becoming Wuya's disciples.

"enough!"

Suddenly, one of them shouted: "It's useless for us to fight here for a long time! With his talent, he will definitely be favored by those seven seniors, so how can we get our turn?"

Hearing this, the remaining elders turned cold.

Those seven seniors naturally refer to the Seven Sons of Yunhai.

Although they are all elders, the Seventh Son of Yunhai is a seventh-level master of transcending tribulations. No matter their status or strength, they are not comparable to other elders.

Even Young Master Lianhua was spotted by Elder Xuanjizi. With Jian Wuya's talent, it would be strange not to be spotted.

Immediately afterwards, another elder looked up at Jian Wuya and said, "If this boy can break through to the 900th floor, then he might have the hope of becoming the disciple of the sect master!"

As soon as this statement came out, the expressions of everyone around him changed.

The sect leader of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, True Immortal Qingming, is a ninth-level master of transcending tribulations, standing at the top of the world of immortality.

However, he devotes himself to Taoism and does not care about worldly affairs all year round. He has only accepted one disciple over the years, namely Taoist disciple Han Xiao.

If Jian Wuya can really become the disciple of True Immortal Qingming, it will be a great honor, and his future achievements will be limitless.



"Hahaha……"

Suddenly, Mr. Lianhua burst into unbridled laughter, pointed in the direction of Mark, and mocked:

"Look at that kid, he finally climbed to the 80th floor after a lot of effort! The 80th floor is really an 'astonishing' achievement, unprecedented and unprecedented! Our Yunhai Immortal Sect has been climbing to the 80th floor for thousands of years.

This is the first time such trash has appeared! Oh no - he’s not even trash, he’s just trash, complete trash!”

Hearing these words, everyone around burst into laughter again.

The monks who were taking the assessment also noticed that Ye Fan was lagging behind, with disdainful expressions on their faces and sneered at him.

For them, participating in the assessment with Jian Wuya is a huge pressure. If they are left too far away, they may suffer a lot of criticism.

But now, with Mark taking the blame for them, it doesn't matter.

No matter how bad they are, they can at least climb to the 3,400th floor, but Ye Fan may not even be able to climb to the 200th floor.

At this moment, Young Master Lianhua turned to look at Ruan Hongli and said loudly: "Junior Sister Hongli, are you really going to fall down and marry a trash? I am the dragon above the nine heavens, and he is

A humble ant, there is a world of difference! If you abandon the darkness and turn to the light now, I will still open my arms to you!"


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