In a grand event with tens of thousands of people, being able to rank among the top ten, You Yi, Meng Hao, and Lu Zhantang naturally became the focus of everyone's attention.
In the square, the three of them were surrounded by a large group of Tiangang Sect disciples, some they recognized and others they didn't recognize.
Everyone was asking questions, eager to know what happened at the Knocking Heart Bridge, and even exclamations of praise kept coming from everyone's mouths.
When everyone learned that Meng Hao and Lu Zhantang had both passed the forty-fourth level, there were waves of exclamations in the square.
"Forty-four levels, with such strength, even compared with the Great Elder back then, it is not much more."
And when they knew that You Yi had broken into the forty-fifth level of the Tianxin tree, their admiration spread like a tide.
"Senior Brother Youyi, you are simply my idol, you are so amazing."
The white-haired Youyi was not as happy as Meng Hao and Lu Zhantang. She shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Compared with the other senior brothers, what am I?"
This statement aroused everyone's interest, and even the true disciples gathered around.
On the central platform, the sect masters pricked up their ears one by one, because they realized that what You Yi was going to say next was what they were most interested in.
Just listen to You Yi say: "When I arrived at the forty-fifth level, senior brother Hua Xueyang, senior brother Mo Wen, junior sister Xiao Lian, and junior brother Fan Xun didn't take long to successfully break through and go to the forty-seventh level."
"Forty-seven, isn't that just one step away from the Great Elder back then? What happens next?"
You Yi shook his head: "I stopped at the forty-fifth level. It doesn't count as passing. How can I know what will happen next? You'd better ask the brothers and sisters who haven't come out later."
After everyone listened, not only did they not lose interest, but they became even more excited.
The fourth elder Gui Yi smiled happily and said: "Congratulations to the second elder. It seems that Xueyang does not have your careful teachings. There should be no suspense about the title of first place."
The second elder, Hua Shanhu, had a proud smile on his face and said in a very low-key tone: "No, don't ask about that kid. It's hard to say who the number one is before the last moment."
After saying that, he glanced at Wang Daolin provocatively: "Wang Daolin, can you hear me? The few people at the front of the line don't have your disciples? Think carefully about how you should listen to me then.
Act according to fate, right?"
The local leaders laughed heartily.
On the contrary, Wang Daolin's face was as gloomy as water.
"Xiaoyu was left behind, but why didn't he come out?"
Fawu's nervous palms were all sweaty: "After all, this child's state is still far behind. Maybe we shouldn't force him."
Xu Lu was very calm when he arrived, waving his hands and saying: "Don't be anxious, don't forget, Xiaoyu is different from them."
In a word, Wang Daolin and Fawu are much more relaxed. Yes, Feng Jueyu has evolved the existence of Taoism, and it is also a super-grade Taoism. How can such a Tianzi lag behind others, but why hasn't he appeared yet?
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Just as he was thinking about it, a figure rushed out of the whirlpool portal and rushed towards Flood Peak.
"Another one came out to read the Tianxin Daozhang..."
Everyone looked at it and saw a huge "seven" floating on a golden leaf. It was obvious that this was the seventh place.
Who is it?
"It looks like it's a man, not Xiao Lian, but Lu Zhenwei, Zhou Yang, or Fan Xun..."
At this moment, no one thought that the person coming was Feng Jueyu, and most people had even forgotten about him.
After all, he is only at the fourth level and cannot reach the hall of elegance.
Only Yun Moxian was so nervous that she clenched her hands tightly and asked Yan Luo and others beside her: "Where's Xiaoyu, why didn't you come out?"
Yan Luo shook his head: "We don't know either. It's just that our strength is too low to keep up with him."
Lu Zhenyuan from the Thunder Academy happened to be nearby and laughed loudly: "In my opinion, Junior Brother Feng was injured too seriously and has no strength to come out, or maybe as a disciple of the Third Master, he doesn't want to give the Third Master face.
Are you hiding in there and not daring to come out?"
Huang Feihe laughed.
After hearing this, Jiayu retorted angrily: "Master Lu, are you laughing too early? Before the last moment, everything is possible."
"No matter how likely it is, Feng Jueyu won't be in the fourth realm. Is it possible that he is more powerful than Senior Brother Hua and Senior Brother Mo?"
No one in the square refuted, but more people felt that what Lu Zhenyuan said was true.
The reputation of the Three Lords' disciples has indeed spread far and wide, and the Night Demons they killed were terrified.
But so what?
In the face of true genius, the gap in realm is a flaw.
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure had arrived in the square, and everyone was about to surround him, but immediately, everyone became stunned.
"Wen'er? Why...why did you come out at this time?"
On the central platform, Qiu Yangyi, who had always been calm and composed, finally lost his composure and jumped directly off the central platform.
Up and down the Taoist platform, it was chaos.
"Don't ask? He is seventh?"
Everyone on and off the stage was in disbelief.
Mo Wen is a contemporary genius as famous as Hua Xueyang, and can be called the unparalleled twins among the younger disciples of the Tiangang Sect.
Logically speaking, he is the most likely seed player to compete with Hua Xueyang for the first place, but who would have thought that he would leave the game early in seventh place.
This scene is truly unbelievable.
Outside the square, Mo Wen was in ragged clothes and disheveled hair. Every step he took was as heavy as carrying a mountain on his shoulders.
Along the way, I encountered all kinds of surprises, astonishments, doubts, and sad eyes, without even raising my head, until I came to Qiu Yangyi and Qiu Ningshui.
"Wener, what are you..."
Qiu Yangyi couldn't believe that his beloved son, whom he coveted so much, was so disgraced.
"Brother, why are you only seventh?"
Mo Wen clenched his fists tightly and said nothing.
But at this time, Xu Lu, who was on the central platform, pointed a little bit of the Pure Sea Divine Liquid on Mo Wen to help him heal his injuries.
After a burst of dazzling sea-blue light evaporated and dissipated, all the injuries on Mo Wen's body disappeared, but he did not answer Qiu Yangyi's question.
He still lowered his head, as if he had been greatly wronged.
"Father, I'm going back to the mountain first."
After just saying this, Mo Wen turned to the side of the mountain and walked lonely.
"How could this happen?"
Qiu Yangyi was stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.
The son who was once proud of his talent and always walked with his head held high has become so exhausted that he is so exhausted. What happened inside the Knocking Heart Bridge?
In a moment, Mo Wenxing Shanyingzhi left.
However, Qiu Ningshui quit and shouted: "Meng Hao, what happened? Why is my brother like this?"
"I don't know." Meng Hao was also stunned.
Just at this moment, a tall man with a Tianxin Daozhang marked "Six" on his head rushed out from inside and came to the square.
sixth!
Lu Zhenwei!
"Zhenwei!"
An ancestor flew down from the Taoist platform.
"I have seen Master, and the disciple is incompetent, so I ask Master to punish me!"
As soon as Lu Zhenwei came out, all his pride was gone, and all he could see was guilt and apology for his master.
The ancestor did not scold him. Instead, he helped him up with both hands and said: "Idiot, why do you say this? Although you are only sixth, you have already won a place in the earth box event. Why should I punish you?"
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Lu Zhenwei also lowered his head and said in a rough voice: "Master, I have stopped at the forty-sixth level. I originally had a 40% chance of breaking through, but in the end, when the power was revealed in front of me, I became restless.
The failure resulted from a complete failure. In the final analysis, it is the disciple's own fault."
Forty-six levels.
Everyone around him took a deep breath. They had reached the forty-sixth level and were still not satisfied.
And it was only a little bit close to breaking the level. Isn't that not much different from the Great Elder?
Not satisfied with this?
The ancestor patted Lu Zhenwei on the shoulder, laughed loudly and said: "Idiot, one failure means nothing, why bother with a temporary failure. You must know that practicing is like crossing a sea of suffering. Experiences like today will definitely occur frequently in the future.
If you feel sorry for yourself every time, how can you reach a higher path?"
Lu Zhenwei's mood was still very firm. After listening to his teacher's words, he immediately adjusted his mentality and said: "Master's words, disciples should always keep them in mind."
"Yeah, but sixth is not bad. Oh, by the way, Mo Wen just came out, looking depressed. Do you know what happened inside?"
Lu Zhenwei raised his head and glanced in the direction where Mo Wen had left, with an unwavering look in his eyes: "He? Like his disciples, he was so eager to win and be quick that he confused his state of mind and stopped at the forty-sixth level. In addition, there is Xiao
Lian, Fan Xun, we are all together, we all stopped before the forty-sixth level, they are coming out soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures rushed out at the same time and came to the square.
It was Xiao Lian and Fan Xun.
Xiao Lian is fifth!
Fan Xun is fourth!
Everyone gathered around, and Qiu Yangyi and Qiu Ningshui ran over. Qiu Yangyi asked: "You are deeply shocked just by stopping at the forty-sixth level? Lu Zhenwei, tell me quickly, what's going on inside?"
What happened?"
At this time, no matter up or down the platform, all eyes were focused on the three of them.
Lu Zhenwei showed a strange expression.
Fan Xun yawned as if he was about to fall asleep.
Only Xiao Lian said calmly after hearing this: "Of course not, don't ask him...it was just a blow from Junior Brother Feng."
"who?"
Qiu Yangyi was stunned for a moment.
"Who are you talking about? Feng Jueyu, how could he attack my brother? My brother is the leader among contemporary geniuses, how can he be compared to this lower disciple?"
Qiu Ningshui was unhappy and actually said that her clan brother was hit by Feng Jueyu. Isn't this a joke?
Everyone was stunned.
At this time, Lu Zhenwei said with a thick voice: "No, Junior Sister Xiao Lian is not wrong. Mo Wen was indeed hit by Junior Brother Feng, because Junior Brother Feng was the first person to defeat the forty-five and forty-sixth level. At that time, Mo Wen
Wen was unwilling to be left behind, and was too impatient, so that he had a mental problem, and he just stopped at the forty-sixth level."
"What? Feng Jueyu, ranked first?"
As soon as the words fell, the whole place fell silent.