But the first level was fine, far from what he could bear.
Level two, up.
Level three, up.
…
By the eighth level, Nangong Liuyun's pace finally slowed down.
The repulsive force here is overwhelming, as majestic and turbulent as a huge wave, almost drowning people.
A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on Nangong Liuyun's forehead, which was as smooth as jade.
He paused, slowly stretched out his steps, and then stepped steadily onto the ninth level.
Standing on the ninth step, Nangong Liuyun clearly felt that the repulsive force here was twice as much as that on the eighth step.
After standing for only a moment, the fine beads of sweat on Nangong Liuyun's forehead condensed into large drops and rolled down. His chest and back were soon soaked with sweat.
Nangong Liuyun gasped for a few times, took a deep breath, and concentrated all his spiritual power on the soles of his feet.
However, he discovered that the powerful repulsive force was as heavy as a mountain in the sky, almost suppressing his entire body. His foot seemed to be stuck to the ground, and he could not lift it even an inch higher with all his efforts.
Seeing Nangong Liuyun lift his foot and put it down again, everyone's eyes suddenly froze in the battle arena.
Su Luo clenched her fists and murmured in a low voice: "These difficulties are just a paper tiger for you, Nangong Liuyun, you can do it."
Zi Yan felt a little more nervous. She didn't dare to increase the pressure on Su Luo, so she pulled Bei Chenying and said anxiously: "Third senior brother seems to be... struggling."
Bei Chenying's eyes were fixed on Nangong Liuyun, beads of sweat forming on his forehead nervously.
He nodded solemnly: "It's okay, it must be okay. Growing up, have you ever seen Nangong being stumped by anything?"
"But..." Before Zi Yan could say anything, she was interrupted by Su Luo.
"No buts, he can definitely do it!" Su Luo's words were unequivocal and could not be criticized.
Zi Yan nodded, agreeing with Su Luo's words.
On the steps.
There is only one last step left.
Nangong Liuyun raised his foot and took it back. He repeated this three times without success. Instead, the sweat on his forehead rolled down like rain.
He glanced slightly and saw the half-burned long incense, his face condensed like condensed frost.
Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, his head was completely empty, his whole body was as light as a feather, and all his spiritual power was concentrated under his feet!
The body lacked the spiritual power to defend, and suddenly, the powerful repulsive force was like a huge wave, which seemed to crush him. But Nangong Liuyun gritted his teeth, stepped hard, and stepped hard!
"Bah!" Although Nangong Liuyun was sweating profusely and his body was extremely exhausted, he finally stepped onto the fighting stage.
"Wow! Third senior brother succeeded, he successfully stepped up!" Zi Yan shouted excitedly, waving her fists.
Beichenying nodded heavily: "It's me! He succeeded! That's great!"
A relieved smile finally appeared on Su Luo's face. The smile was as beautiful as a gorgeous summer flower.
However, soon, her smile froze at the corners of her mouth.
"What, what's going on?" Su Luo's body was as stiff as ice and she couldn't speak.
Bei Chenying and Zi Yan, who were still in intense excitement just now, looked at each other and hurriedly looked towards Nangong Liuyun.
At this time, Nangong Liuyun was in a bad situation.
No, it's very, very bad.
They thought that stepping onto the fighting stage would mean victory, but no one thought that this would only mean the beginning.
"Oh my god!!! What on earth is going on? How could Third Senior Brother do this, how could he..." Zi Yan's eyes widened.