It has become quiet on the ladder, and even the crowd below has stopped. No one dares to relax for even a moment, staring at the end of the ladder that penetrates into the clouds. They are a little afraid and looking forward to what will happen there.
Even Zhao Changming, who is at the front of the fifth floor of the ladder, raised his head. More than six hours have passed, and there is still no movement on the top. Is that boy still going on?
He couldn't believe it, but the silence of the three kings below was the best proof. In a daze, Zhao Changming seemed to see something black appearing in the clouds above, which looked like a human figure.
Finally, an embarrassed red boy appeared in his eyes. At this time, not only Zhao Changming, but also the entire Miao Kingdom saw it. Their eyes widened little by little. When they saw it clearly, they all took a breath of cold air and felt in their hearts.
Admiration arises spontaneously.
The young man who had always been so chic looked really miserable at the moment. His red hair was hung casually with blood stuck to his face. The clothes on his upper body were in disgraceful tatters, revealing his twisted body underneath, especially Ling Feng's right foot.
They couldn't believe what this boy had gone through to cause such a wound. The flesh and skin on his ankle was torn open and hung on his calf, and the blood was still flowing down.
Countless people watched in shock as Ling Feng slowly walked down the ladder with an expressionless face, as if he didn't know what pain was. Ling Feng walked past Zhao Changming. The pressure that even Zhao Changming couldn't resist seemed to be completely absent from Ling Feng.
A little effect.
Zhao Changming looked up and watched the embarrassed Ling Feng walking towards him, and then walked past him. He stared at the bloody footprints beside his knees, and then looked up. There was a string of bright red bloody footprints on the ladder, on the golden
It was so dazzling on the steps.
"Clothes."
Zhao Changming shook his head and smiled bitterly. Shock could no longer describe his feeling at this moment.
At this moment, the eyes of the Miao people were focused on the young man. Ling Feng slowly walked down the ladder, with countless people lying on the steps behind him, forming a sharp contrast.
Although he looked extremely embarrassed, no one felt ridiculed. Instead, they felt admiration. They even blinked and their breathing was so heavy.
"Is this the Ling Maple of Tianyu Kingdom?"
I don’t know who suddenly said this, and then the entire Miao Kingdom! Millions of people boiled like a boiling oil pot. They were all hysterical, shouting with all their admiration.
"Lingfeng!"
"Lingfeng!"
"Lingfeng!"
The shouts resounded throughout the Miao Empire, and the blood in everyone's chest seemed to be on fire, radiating heat like a raging flame.
But Ling Feng still didn't say anything. He walked down the third floor, the second floor, the first floor, and stepped on the last step. The faces of the three kings below were very heavy. They couldn't see it from the seventh floor.
Ling Feng, but it must be very tragic.
This was the first time they had seen such a young man. Ling Feng had a different temperament, a temperament that made people willingly follow him.
"Are you born to be a leader? This person can't control it!"
Miao He thought to himself, but with a smile on his face, he raised his feet and walked towards Ling Feng, and Miao and Miusi also followed. This was a sign of goodwill.
But before they could reach the front of Lingfeng, a gust of fragrant wind hit them. The three kings saw a flower blooming in front of their eyes, and Lingfeng disappeared without a trace. The expressions of the three kings instantly changed drastically, and a powerful wave of energy surged around them.
The mysterious energy fluctuations shot up into the sky, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, because you will know if you think about it carefully.
How come a genius like Ling Feng doesn't have so many powerful people to protect him? But he can snatch people away in an instant under the noses of the three of them. This strength is a bit scary.
The crowd was stunned for a moment before realizing that Ling Feng must have been picked up by his own people, but they looked around but found nothing. Then they all turned their attention to the three kings, hoping they could help them answer the question, but how could the three kings do this?
Leisure mind.
A rare smile appeared on Miao He's face. He clapped his palms and shouted loudly: "Today's competition is temporarily over, the second round is over!"
"Wow!"
The people in the Miao Kingdom were all happy. Today's performance was truly wonderful. They saw a scene they had never seen before. Especially Ling Feng, it left a deep impression in their hearts.
The moment Miao He finished speaking, countless guards in armor rushed onto the ladder, ran up top, picked up the contestants one after another and took them down.
But no one on the fifth floor moved. Just when everyone was puzzled, Miao He turned into an afterimage and passed by on the ladder. Then he raised his hands flat and threw them directly under the surprised eyes of hundreds of people.
He was pulled up from the ground and brought down.
The troops of the Miao royal family began to appear, carrying back those who were unconscious and unable to move. The crowd also voluntarily dispersed. Zhao Changming was holding the long sword. He was the only one who could still stand after stepping onto the fifth floor.
The living person.
"Master Zhao, please go back first."
Miao He said to him that they were very careful about Zhao Changming. After all, this competition was for him and the sect behind him.
Zhao Changming nodded, and then left with the sword in his arms under the eyes of everyone. Although Ling Feng was very strong, he was from the Tianyu Kingdom after all, but Zhao Changming had already stayed in the Miao Kingdom for two years. Ling Feng's appearance did not matter at all.
It will not affect Zhao Changming's status in their hearts.
"Master Zhao, please work hard tomorrow!"
"Yes, that Lingfeng is very strong."
Someone shouted with concern, and I don’t know if Zhao Changming heard it, but the other three seed players Bai Haoran, Po Zhonglou, and Wuniao, who should have been paid attention to, were ignored.
The two of them in Po Zhonglou were okay, after all, they were not so pushy, but Bai Haoran felt very uncomfortable. He clenched his fists and cursed: "That Ling Feng would never be where he is now if he didn't have a good master.
!”
After hearing this, Po Zhonglou and Wuniao looked at each other and smiled helplessly. Then Po Zhonglou touched Bai Haoran's shoulder with his arm and said, "Go back."
Bai Haoran raised his head to look at the two people in Po Zhonglou, opened his mouth, but in the end said nothing, and followed them to push through the crowd and leave.
After all the participants had evacuated, Miao Chen and the other three also evacuated. Then the golden ladder gradually became illusory in the dusk and disappeared strangely, like a dream.
"It will take another eight years to see it."
"Yeah, I wonder if someone can cross Lingfeng next time and walk down from it intact."
"It's a little difficult."
The people of Miao Kingdom sighed with emotion, and then left here in twos and threes, looking forward to the real start of the competition tomorrow, which is the pinnacle showdown of a hundred geniuses!
When everything came to an end and dusk had arrived, there was a group of people standing on the pavilion not far from where the ladder to heaven used to be, for a handsome young man who was dressed in fine clothes and looked extraordinary.
I saw him put away a gem in his hand and said with a smile: "As expected of Ling Feng from our Tianyu Kingdom, I think our competition will be very lively."
"Second Prince, this Ling Feng seems to be..."
A person next to Ling Huang seemed to have thought of something and reminded him, but Ling Huang put his finger on his lips: "Shh!"
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In a certain inn room, a golden woman was using warm water and a handkerchief to wipe the body of a young man lying on the bed. She pursed her red lips and her face was full of distress. When she wiped the young man's right foot, she saw the horrific injuries.
She said with tears in her eyes: "I don't want Yue'er to protect you. If I weren't afraid that you would be angry, Yue'er would tie you up and let you run around."
But Ling Feng closed his eyes tightly and did not respond. His face was pale and his lips were chapped. Only the slowly rising and falling chest showed that this person was still alive.
Fen Yue helped Ling Feng wrap up the wound with full of heartache. After seeing his withered lips, she picked up the teacup and took a sip herself. She reached out to hold Ling Feng's head, kissed him on the mouth, and poured the water in.
After a few mouthfuls, she stopped.
The dusk light outside the window shone on the two of them. After taking care of it, Fen Yue reached out and gently placed Ling Feng's head on her soft thigh, and then looked at the sleeping Ling Feng quietly, but Liu frowned slightly.
It showed her inner uneasiness.
ps: That’s 50,000 words! Next month’s Quanqin will give you red envelopes. I’ll support all the unfinished red envelopes myself. Embarrassing