"It's hard to say. Xiang Qidong is that person's apprentice, and he has very good qualifications. He has reached the spiritual realm at a young age, which is enough to show his talent. In addition, from the beginning to now, he has not used any means. In my opinion
, he should be able to go up twenty floors." Hearing this, Wen Xiyuan was a little surprised and said: "The Valley Master thinks so highly of him?" Zhao Chen said with a smile: "It's not that he is optimistic, the main thing is that he is optimistic about his master."
Hearing this, Wen Xiyuan couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment, Leng Xuan, who was standing on the 121st floor, was still struggling. The Wanling Water was about to be absorbed by Xiaobao. Once he lost the help of Xiaobao, it would be difficult for him to maintain his current state. I was thinking
, a powerful momentum suddenly came from the side. He turned around and saw that Xiang Qidong, who had been resting just now, was urging his body to move upward quickly. Leng Xuan noticed that a layer of light appeared on Xiang Qidong's body.
There was a faint green light. That layer of green light was like a barrier, protecting his body. After a while, Xiang Qidong successfully climbed to the 121st floor, just level with him.
As if feeling Leng Xuan's gaze, Xiang Qidong turned to look at Leng Xuan. Then, he withdrew his gaze and continued to look upward. As he moved, the green light outside his body became brighter and brighter. After a while, the green light outside his body became brighter and brighter.
A green light has enveloped his whole body. With the gorgeous green light, the speed of walking is getting faster and faster, as if he is not affected by the terrifying pressure. Soon, he successfully reaches the hundredth
Thirty-four floors.
"There are still two floors left." Zhao Chen said with a smile, "It seems that the previous record will be broken." Without any suspense, facing the two floors behind, Xiang Qidong stepped directly into the past.
"One hundred and thirty-seventh floor." Seeing Xiang Qidong's results, Leng Xuan couldn't help but exclaimed. This person is so powerful, and more importantly, he is still so young. For some reason, Leng Xuan looked at Xiang Qidong's success in breaking the record.
Xuan's fighting spirit was immediately aroused. Since he was challenging his own limits, how could he give up? Thinking of this, he bit his steel teeth and raised his legs again to walk up. For a time, the nine-color light became more intense and powerful.
The power was slowly injected into his body. "One hundred and twenty-two floors..." Leng Xuan recited the number of floors in his mind, gritted his teeth, used all his strength, and continued to push upward.
"Poof!" Suddenly, Leng Xuan's face turned pale, and a stream of blood spat out from his mouth. At the same time, his body tilted and fell directly downward. "It's over." Zhao Chen sighed softly below.
Wen Xi said with a cry, "He has reached his limit." Wen Xi was far silent. He looked up at the falling Leng Xuan, with a complicated look in his eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking. "Huh?" At this time, only
Zhao Chen exclaimed: "I actually stopped."
Leng Xuan, who was originally falling, reacted in time, reached out and grabbed the Zhantian ladder, and stabilized his body. He wiped the blood from the corners of his lips, looked up and down, and found that he had fallen to the Zhantian ladder.
He reached the ninety-fourth floor of the Tianyun Ladder. He took two deep breaths, and after the pain in his body eased, Leng Xuan urged his body again and rushed upward. "Aren't you still willing to give up?" Zhao Chen shook his head.
He turned to Wen Xiyuan and said, "Should we stop him? If he continues like this, he is likely to cause harm to his body." Wen Xiyuan hesitated and said, "Let's take a look first before talking. He should be measured."