Lin Jichen looked up at the towering mountain peaks and said, "Brother Baili, look at this mountain. It's like a spear thrust straight into the clouds, standing tall and intimidating."
Baili Canfeng nodded and commented: "Moyin Peak is known as the ladder for gun cultivators to compete for. Even the weakest gun cultivators can benefit a lot as long as they climb this mountain. Brother Lin, you can feel the sharp edge."
Are you feeling sharp? The hairs on my hair stand on end."
Lin Jichen smiled confidently and said: "Among hundreds of soldiers, the sword is the king. The sharpness of a spear is far inferior to that of a sword!"
Even standing in this place of artistic conception arranged by countless gun masters, Lin Jichen did not show the slightest hint of timidity.
On the contrary, he held his head high and his eyes calm, looking at the mountain without any awe.
In the way of weapon cultivation, all professions respect the weapon they cultivate, whether it is a knife, a gun, a sword, an axe, a hammer, etc.
Monks of every profession will only firmly believe that the weapon in their hands is the strongest.
If you don’t even have this little bit of self-confidence, then you will never be able to achieve anything in your cultivation of weapons!
So faced with this majestic spear intention, Lin Jichen didn't take it seriously. In his heart, the way of swordsmanship had already been engraved in his bones.
He firmly believes that there is no weapon in the world that can defeat the sword in his hand. His sword is the king of weapons! The king of weapons!
Seeing how domineering Lin Jichen was, Baili Canfeng couldn't help but feel heroic and said: "Brother Lin has such a character, I admire him, why don't we give it a try?"
"How do you want to compare?" Lin Jichen asked with a smile.
"It's very simple." Baili Canfeng waved his hand, pointed at the top of the mountain and said, "It depends on who of us can climb the highest step!"
"you sure?"
"Of course! Whoever loses will be treated to a drink, do you dare?" Baili Canfeng was confident.
"No problem, just wait and pay." Lin Jichen readily agreed.
Baili Canfeng secretly cheated and went to the mountain in advance
As he ran away like crazy, he did not forget to turn around and said to Lin Jichen:
"Haha, Brother Lin, I will leave first! Have you ever heard of the saying, the stupid bird flies first!"
Lin Jichen shook his head speechlessly. This guy doesn't think he can climb high by running fast, does he?
He was not in a hurry and stepped up the steps slowly.
When he stepped on the first step, Lin Jichen already felt an invisible and weak pressure.
It's just that this kind of pressure has no effect on him at all, and even scratching is not enough.
Lin Jichen chose to speed up and walk up. Every time he climbed a step, he could feel the pressure increasing.
Just like that, one hundred floors, two hundred floors, three hundred floors.
Soon, Lin Jichen had reached the thousandth level.
But he still didn't feel any pressure at all, as if this was just an ordinary mountain.
Like him, there is still the remaining wind.
Baili Canfeng was actually faster than him. He had already reached the 1,500th level.
Seeing Lin Jichen still down there, he smiled.
"Brother Lin, what's going on? Are you so stressed?"
Lin Jichen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How did this guy see that he was stressed? He didn't even know.
"Don't get carried away. Let me tell you, the faster you walk on these steps, the greater the pressure you will feel. At your speed, I don't think you can even reach the two thousandth floor." Lin Jichen reminded kindly.
Baili Canfeng, however, sneered and said confidently: "Brother Lin, don't say it's a joke. Do you want to stop me, Baili Canfeng, for this kind of test? That Li Xinghun can climb 2,700 steps, how can I?"
Will it be worse than him?"
Talking
, he did not slow down and still climbed up quickly.
Lin Jichen shook his head helplessly and let him go.
Soon, Baili Canfeng disappeared from his sight, but he was not in a hurry and continued to walk up step by step at the same speed.
As they approached the two thousandth floor, Lin Jichen finally saw Baili Canfeng, who was not far above.
At this time, Baili Canfeng no longer felt as relaxed and comfortable as before. On the contrary, his speed slowed down a lot, and the expression on his face gradually became heavier. .??.
Seeing Lin Jichen catching up, he looked a little embarrassed, gritted his teeth and climbed up again.
"Brother Baili, what's wrong with you?" Lin Jichen still joked.
Baili Canfeng's face turned red and he said harshly: "I thought you were too slow, so I stayed here waiting for you on purpose."
"Oh, that's it, then you don't have to wait for me, let's go."
After Lin Jichen finished speaking, he easily surpassed Baili Canfeng and continued walking up.
Baili Canfeng tried very hard to catch up, but found that the distance between himself and Brother Lin was getting farther and farther.
But he did not give up, but immediately adjusted his state and began to move forward slowly.
He also realized that he had not listened to Lin Jichen's advice, and as a result, he was now suffering from a level of pressure far exceeding the normal level of spear intent.
However, as a disciple of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he would never allow himself to give up like this.
He continued to persevere and keep climbing.
Two thousand one hundred floors, two thousand two hundred floors, two thousand three hundred floors.
When it reached the 2,500th floor, Baili Canfeng was under terrifying pressure every step he took.
But even if veins popped up all over his body, even if his nostrils were bleeding, even if his skin began to crack and his clothes were stained with blood, he still persisted to the end.
"Stop showing off. It's just for a drink. It's not necessary. In the worst case, I won't drink anymore."
Lin Jichen stood not far from Baili Canfeng's head, seemingly persuading him with good intentions, but in fact it was to stimulate his fighting spirit.
He knew that Baili Canfeng's limit was far beyond that, but this guy was usually too lazy, so this time he took this opportunity to sharpen him.
Sure enough, when Baili Canfeng heard this, instead of stopping, he gritted his teeth and forced a smile, saying: "Brother Lin, don't be complacent, the outcome is still unknown."
After that, he raised his legs again and walked up the next step.
It's just that he can no longer straighten his back, and the surging pressure of the spear force forces him to move forward with a heavy load on his back.
But this did not stop this thin scholar.
Lin Jichen smiled knowingly when he saw this, and then continued climbing. He had a hunch that the clue he wanted to find was somewhere on the top of the mountain.
He did not shake off the remaining wind, but slowed down and stayed where he could see.
However, this height also began to make him feel pressure. He could feel the energy and blood in his body boiling, like boiling water being ignited.
But this pressure could not stop Lin Jichen at all. He kept an eye on the remaining wind below and walked up firmly.
Two thousand seven hundred floors!
This is already the highest level Li Xinghun can reach.
Lin Jichen stood on it, and even though the endless pressure of the spear was coming towards him, nothing could be changed.
"You want to stop me? That's too naive."
Lin Jichen smiled slightly, took steps, and climbed again!
Baili Canfeng below was already sweating profusely, trembling all over, and his handsome face was as pale as paper.
He already wanted to give up.
But when he raised his head and saw Lin Jichen's back, he suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of strength.