Chapter 90 The fourth game, see you again six years later
"Buzz..." As Elder Black Dragon hung a piece of 100-kilogram ballast iron on the hilt of the flying sword, the rusty sword then made a trembling sound.
At the same time, Xu Taiping's body suddenly became tense.
"One hundred pounds."
Elder Heilong glanced at Xu Taiping and did not immediately place the second piece of ballast iron.
Xu Taiping knew that Elder Black Dragon was giving him a chance to adjust his breath.
After taking a deep breath, he nodded to Elder Black Dragon:
"Good work."
At this moment, although he had the same symptoms of soul crying as before, a "buzzing" tinnitus began to ring in his ears, his breathing was rapid, and his heart beat violently, it was still within his tolerance.
Elder Heilong was slightly surprised after seeing Xu Taiping's performance at this time.
After all, in the last game, Xu Taiping was not as relaxed as he is now.
But he didn't say anything, and immediately hung the second piece of weight of 100 kilograms on Xu Taiping's rusty sword.
"Buzz!..." The moment the second piece of ballast iron was hung up, the Soul Crying Syndrome immediately became more intense. Xu Taiping felt as if his head was about to burst, and he kept uttering words that only he could hear.
There was a "buzzing" sound, and at the same time his heart began to beat faster, as if it was about to burst out of his heart.
"Hoo, ho, ho..."
He began to breathe heavily.
If it weren't for the breath coming out of his acupuncture points from time to time to keep him awake, he might have fainted and fallen to the ground.
"Two hundred pounds."
At this time, the voice of Elder Black Dragon sounded again.
However, when Xu Taiping heard this sound, the sound was stretched very long. It took Xu Taiping a long time to understand it.
"Huh..." After exhaling a trembling breath, Xu Taiping, who was holding his sword finger, nodded tremblingly, and replied with all his strength: "Thank you, elder..." <
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Looking at the young man in front of him, the Black Dragon elder, who had always had a calm expression on his face, suddenly felt a trace of emotion.
He nodded slowly, then took two more pieces of ballast iron, one large and one small, and put them in his hands and said:
"The last two pieces of ballast."
After saying this, he first slowly hung the small piece of ballast iron on the hilt of the rusty sword.
Even if it was such a small piece of ship iron, it would still cause the rusty sword to sink.
"Well!……"
However, Xu Taiping just grunted and immediately raised the rusty sword little by little with his sword fingers.
At this time, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and the clothes on his chest were even soaked with sweat.
It is hard for you to imagine that this look would appear on a monk in the Netherworld, which shows how terrifying the Soul Crying Syndrome is.
"The last piece."
At this time, Elder Black Dragon placed the last piece of shipwreck iron on the rusty sword.
With a trembling "buzz" sound, the rusty sword suddenly fell down, almost hitting the ground.
But just when the rusty sword was still a foot or two off the ground, Xu Taiping gritted his teeth and groaned, and raised the rusty sword from the ground.
The rusty sword, hung with two hundred and sixty-three kilograms of ship weight, began to fly over the heads of Xu Taiping and Elder Heilong little by little.
Seeing this scene, both the disciples who had ridiculed Xu Taiping before and Ye Xuan who was also on the stage looked very ugly at this moment.
As monks, they know better than anyone how difficult it is to increase the weight of a flying sword from 131 kilograms to 263 kilograms.
"If you can do this, the little guy has actually won."
Xu Ziyan on the cloud floor said with a somewhat moved expression.
Anyone can see that even though they both weighed 263 kilograms of suspended iron, Ye Xuan relied on his spiritual bone talent, while Xu Taiping relied on his ability to hold on, suffering from the Soul Crying Syndrome.
Because Soul Crying Syndrome does not cause great damage to the soul, it is reasonable to say that it is feasible to hold on to death, but the problem is that not everyone can endure the pain of Soul Crying Syndrome.
In fact, what they didn't know was that Xu Taiping, who had practiced the Human Emperor's Body Training Technique, felt it even more clearly than ordinary people, and he didn't even have a chance to escape the pain by passing out.
But Xu Taiping obviously didn't intend for it to end like this.
Like last time, he urged the flying sword to climb up bit by bit. Although the speed was as slow as a turtle crawling, no disciples on or off the court showed any signs of impatience.
Most of the disciples present have practiced sword control and are all aware of how uncomfortable Soul Cry Syndrome can be, so no matter how hard-hearted they are, they cannot criticize Xu Taiping harshly at this moment.
"boom!"
After almost a cup of tea, Xu Taiping's sword was suddenly nailed to the cliff, and then the sword edge began to slide on the cliff little by little.
He began to write the Seven Rules.
Just like last time, even at this time, his handwriting was still extremely neat, so neat that it was embarrassing.
"If you don't write it well, you will be scolded by layman Sansan."
Xu Taiping thought jokingly in his heart as he wrote.
When the layman Sansan on Yunlou saw this, he said nothing and flew away with his sword.
He saw everything he wanted to see.
"Whoa!" After half a stick of incense had passed, Xu Taiping finally put the final touch.
Then he raised his sword and let the rusty sword fly back, dragging the ballast iron.
"boom!"
Just like last time, the rusty sword was stuck heavily on the stage.
"Disciple... the writing is finished!"
Xu Taiping forced himself to stand up straight, then raised his head to look at the Black Dragon elder.
Elder Black Dragon was stunned for a moment, then suddenly serious, nodded very solemnly and said:
"In this competition, Xu Taiping of the Seventh Peak wins!"
After Ye Xuan heard this, he clenched his fists tightly and bit his lips, with a look of unwillingness in his eyes.
He walked up to Xu Taiping, and then said with complicated eyes:
"I'll win it back!"
Xu Taiping, who was very weak, raised his head and glanced at Ye Xuan, then shook his head and said:
"You have no chance."
For other people, Xu Taiping might smile indifferently, but when facing Ye Xuan, he didn't want to do that.
Ye Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his clenched fist kept shaking, as if he was preparing to hit Xu Taiping, but in the end he calmed down, as if he had made some kind of decision, and said word by word:
"See you in six years for the Seven Peaks Competition!"
Immediately, he turned around and left.
"Peace!"
At this time, Zhao Linglong, Qing Xiao and others jumped onto the stage and helped Xu Taiping up with all their hands.
Xu Taiping, who was completely relaxed, took a long breath and said:
"Senior sister, senior brother, let me take a nap."
After saying this, Xu Taiping's mind immediately went blank and he fell asleep.
…
Three days later.
Baicaotang.
Xu Taiping didn't expect that he would sleep for three days.
What was even more unexpected was that a lot of things happened in these three days.