In response to this, Zi Ning frowned slightly and said in a lukewarm tone: "Haha, Chu Sanjian, who is famous in the Royal Academy, is he really in love with me?"
"Zi Ning, why are you sarcastic when you know my intentions?" A look of helplessness appeared on the middle-aged Scar's face, and then he slightly raised his eyes to look at the sword tower, and said in a deep voice: "How long do you think they can hold on?
Woolen cloth?"
"Haha, whoever gets this is probably ten hours," Zi Ning glanced at the corner of her mouth and shook her head slightly.
Hearing this, the middle-aged Scar also shook his head slightly and chuckled: "Zi Ning, you can respect them for ten hours. Even those students who have become Fengyun School only lasted less than ten hours when they took the assessment, and this time
There is certainly no shortage of so-called geniuses among this group of people, but the horror of the illusion in this sword tower is not something they have ever experienced."
"Oh..." A smile flashed in Zi Ning's beautiful eyes. She also looked at the sword tower and chuckled: "According to your words, this group of people can't hold on for ten hours?"
"Haha... I'm afraid six hours will be a problem." Seeing Zi Ning talking to him so actively, a trace of ecstasy appeared on the middle-aged Scar's eyebrows.
"Then Elder Chu, do you dare to make a bet with me?" Zi Ning chuckled as her slender eyelashes swayed slightly and her slender right hand moved the black hair blocking her eyes.
"Bet?" Scar said with a young laugh: "Since Zi Ning is interested, I will make a bet with you, so what?"
"Haha, I bet there will be someone who can support me for six hours this time. If I win, how about if Elder Chu please stay away from me when he sees me in the future?" There was a hint of successful treachery at the corner of Zi Ning's mouth.
Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment appeared on the face of the middle-aged Scar. After a pause, the middle-aged Scar also chuckled and said: "Well, if I win, Zi Ning can have dinner with me tomorrow night, how about that?"
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"It's a deal." Zi Ning agreed without any hesitation. At this moment, a weak figure could not help but appear in front of her eyes. As long as that person is here, the winner of this bet must be him.
Seeing that Zi Ning agreed so simply, a trace of doubt appeared on the face of the middle-aged scarred man named Chu Sanjian. In response, Chu Sanjian also nodded slightly.
Suddenly, a warrior in blue ran to Chu Sanjian and handed him a record book. Chu Sanjian opened it at will, and what was recorded on it was the information of the participants.
When Chu Sanjian's eyes touched the words "Chen Meng", his face suddenly turned aside. After a few breaths, Chu Sanjian reluctantly handed the record book to the warrior in blue, turned away and said helplessly to Zi Ning: "Ten
A seven-year-old third-level spiritual master, Zi Ning, you have a good idea. Maybe the seventeen-year-old boy in white can really hold on for six hours. Alas, Zi Ning, do you really hate me so much?"
"What do you think?" Zi Ning blinked, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but in the next moment, the smile suddenly stopped.
In Zi Ning's sight, the dark sword tower emitted an extremely dazzling brilliance. A white light emerged from the bottom of the tower to the center of the tower, and then disappeared.
"Second floor." Seeing this, Chu Sanjian couldn't help but feel a trace of ecstasy on his face, and hearty laughter also came out: "Haha, the second floor of the sword tower, this kid is so lucky that he actually touched it.
The restriction in the Bahuang Tower, tsk tsk, this is only one chance in tens of thousands for him to encounter, haha, Zi Ning, it seems that the person you value will definitely not be able to sustain it for six hours."
Before he finished speaking, dozens of white lights emerged at the bottom of the tower and then dissipated. Each white light represented the number of people entering, and the first white light undoubtedly represented Ye Shaohan, who was the first to enter.
This tower is called the Eight Desolate Towers, and there are countless illusions inside it. These illusions are undoubtedly not bloody. Ordinary people not only have to endure the endless killings, but also endure endless death.
Therefore, the purpose of entering the Bahuang Tower test this time is to test their mentality. This is not only a kind of mental torture, but also tempers their mentality.
The Eight Desolate Towers are divided into three levels. The scenes experienced on each level are naturally more terrifying and bloody. However, except for a few extremely unlucky ones who violate the restrictions, ordinary people usually test on the first level.
Hearing this, the smile on Zi Ning's face finally disappeared and she sighed slightly. Although she knew that Ye Shaohan would not be able to survive on the second floor for a long time, Zi Ning still had a trace of luck in her heart for some reason.
In the sword tower, other scenes disappeared. In Ye Shaohan's eyes, they were replaced by a blazing sea of fire. The overwhelming flames swept over the sky. The scene next to his body disappeared, leaving only an endless sea of fire.
Suddenly the scenery in front of him changed again. The original raging fire disappeared in the blink of an eye, and was replaced by a prairie with spring flowers blooming and green grass. It was green at first glance. The spring breeze blew through Ye Shaohan's body, caressing him.
My skin felt cold for a while, making me feel like I was on the prairie.
"Illusion?" Ye Shaohan murmured softly, squatting down and looking at the green grass on the ground, casually breaking a piece of grass and stuffing it into his mouth and biting it, the bitter taste of the grass spread in his mouth.
Even if you know that everything in front of you is false, what you see, hear, and encounter makes people feel so real that it is difficult to tell whether it is real or fake?
The Qilin Ring on his right hand was still there, but Ye Shaohan could not feel the breath of the fire Qilin in the Qilin Ring. This illusion was extremely lifelike.
"Tap..." The sound sounded like thunder throughout the grassland world. At the same time, a strong red giant wolf with a head nearly three meters high appeared on the grass a hundred meters in front. A hundred giant wolves appeared.
Wolves, each giant wolf has a single horn growing out of its forehead. The horns are all tinged with a faint red color, as if stained with blood. If the sharp horn pierces the body, at least it will not be seriously injured.
What surprised Ye Shaohan was that the auras dispersed by these giant red wolves were all at the peak of the spiritual master realm. When hundreds of giant red wolves looked up to the sky and roared, the roar was deafening.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised. Facing the murderous giant wolves, his expression remained unchanged and he muttered to himself: "Interesting, haha..."
Before he finished speaking, Ye Shaohan's figure suddenly jumped forward, advancing instead of retreating. He arrived in just a few hundred meters in the blink of an eye, and Ye Shaohan's thin figure was instantly overwhelmed by the giant wolves.
Slowly closing his eyes, Ye Shaohan couldn't help but imagine that the illusion he experienced in the Ye Family Ancestor that day was so similar to the illusion in front of him.
The giant red wolf spit out strange flames. When the flames touched the bottom, the originally green grass under the feet started to burn strangely and hissingly.
In an instant, the grassland was full of energy, and strange flames shot out from the wolf's mouth. At this moment, Ye Shaohan's figure was erratic among the wolves like the wind.
Once upon a time, Ye Shaohan practiced crazily in the stone forest of the Ye family in order to practice the Wind Transformation Jue. Now, Ye Shaohan has already practiced the Wind Transformation Jue to the second level of the Wind Transformation Jue, the state of merging wind.
At this moment, Ye Shaohan seemed to regard these giant wolves as sparring partners. At first, Ye Shaohan's figure looked extremely chic, and he could easily avoid those sharp horns like a breeze.
However, after those giant wolves breathed out flames, Ye Shaohan was no longer as carefree as before. The energy generated by the giant wolves' high-speed movement hit Ye Shaohan hard on the chest. Being among the giant wolves was like a solitary patch in the sea.
Like a boat, it looks so helpless.
When the giant wolf's one-horned horn crossed Ye Shaohan's chest, Ye Shaohan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at his intestines and stomach exposed to the air.
Blood spurted out, and the pain came like a tide. In response, Ye Shaohan smiled softly. He had been numb to such pain a long time ago.
After a few breaths, a white light flashed on Ye Shaohan's chest, the blood stains disappeared, and he returned to his original appearance. In response, Ye Shaohan's figure once again shuttled among the giant wolves.
Because he can be extremely ruthless to himself, Ye Shaohan agrees to be extremely ruthless when dealing with the enemy. Ye Shaohan never backhands, with his hands behind his back, and his figure is like a leisurely stroll among a pack of giant wolves, but then
Ye Shaohan's body was pierced by the giant wolf's horn again, followed closely by the sharp claws of several giant wolves.
No matter at any time, in this illusion, Ye Shaohan always maintained a calm mind. It was precisely because of this calmness that Ye Shaohan watched his body being torn into pieces by the giant wolf.
And when Ye Shaohan's figure was touched by the flames, Ye Shaohan could only watch his body being burned to ashes.
This is an inhuman torture. You know it is fake, but you still want to enjoy the pain of death. The pain pierces the bone marrow and is unforgettable.
Ye Shaohan has been enduring this inhuman torture. He is not tired of it at all, but shows a trace of enjoyment.
The breeze stirred up ashes all over the ground, and Ye Shaohan's figure became increasingly weird and erratic.
It wasn't until Ye Shaohan's body appeared among the wolves that he seemed to be in a deserted place. He slowly stopped and allowed the strange flames to engulf him.
"My body skills have improved a bit." A white light flashed, and Ye Shaohan appeared again, holding the long sword behind his back with his right hand.
The long sword was unsheathed, and Ye Shaohan's figure shot out. Selflessness, what is selflessness? Ye Shaohan's eyes were sometimes confused, sometimes sober. With a swing of the long sword, several sword qi were shot out in an arc. In an instant, thousands of sword qi surged.
When it came out, this sword energy was filled with endless chill.
Before the first sword was finished, Ye Shaohan also swung out his second sword. In an instant, under the hazy sky, blood bloomed like a bud in bud.
Hundreds of giant red wolves fell to the ground with mournful whirring sounds. Ye Shaohan jumped on the head of a giant wolf. Within a hundred meters, there were corpses of giant red wolves.
The endless grassland receded from behind like a tide, even the corpse of the giant wolf under its feet also receded.