Chapter 3522

Liu Zixiong stared at Cao Cheng with displeasure, and his spiritual power was circulating in his palm. It seemed that as long as Cao Cheng dared to make a move, he would strike accordingly.

"Hmph!" Cao Cheng clenched his fists at his side for a while, and finally he glared at the figure on the mountain wall, and turned around with a flick of his sleeves.

But as Liu Zixiong said, there is no suspense about the result of this competition.

Even if Ye Yuxi on the mountain wall could no longer climb the eighth step, he would still lose in the result of the competition.

With the same number of steps and height, the time Ye Yuxi took was much faster than him.

"Master, son?"

Seeing Cao Cheng downcast with a sullen face, the attendants guarding the foot of the Tiantai stepped forward cautiously.

"Go back." Cao Cheng said sullenly.

"Young man, where is Princess Pianruo..." A cold light flashed in the eyes of the old man of Tianling, his expression hesitated.

"Today's business is not over, go back first, these two people can't run away." Cao Cheng turned sideways slightly, and glanced at the tall stone wall.

There, Ye Yuxi was still standing on the seventh step, surrounded by sword lights, and behind her, Ye Pianruo had already stepped up the third step.

Cao Cheng's departure only attracted the attention of a small number of people, and more Tianjiao in the valley still focused on the video stele.

According to the rules here, during the competition, as long as Ye Yuxi does not get down from the eighteen steps of hell, the competition will not end, and the image tablet will always announce the scene of her trial.

Of course, in addition to the situation of two people competing, if someone wants, they can also disclose their trial scene by themselves.

Cao Cheng came here to show everyone his talent and make a name for himself.

People like the long sword youth on the mountain ladder, and Mr. Zhuo are all relatively low-key arrogances, and they usually don't disclose their cultivation scenes.

Cao Cheng's arrival perfectly explained what it meant to say that thunder is loud and rain is little. When he came a few hours ago, he wanted to tell everyone how talented he was.

Now the talent has indeed been shown, not to mention that he didn't earn face, and even made a wedding dress for others.

When passing through the valley, Cao Cheng stared fiercely at the stele, and led the people away.

"Grandpa, I don't think this woman's temperament is like that of a sword practitioner. She is here to comprehend the artistic conception of the sword, isn't she afraid that she will not be able to attack the holy soul in the future?"

In the corner of the crowd, the handsome young man was still supporting the old man, looking at Ye Yuxi surrounded by sword light with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Look at that big man, and then look at that girl, what can you realize." The old man said rarely.

The boy's eyes were a bit more serious, and he took a look at the silly boy who was trying to hit the third step of the mountain ladder, and thought: "Although the big man's cultivation base is not high, his physique is very good. If he takes the road of physical training, he will achieve great success." It shouldn't be small."

In normal times, with a teenager's heart, he would not have such a high evaluation of his peers, especially a spiritual person who is nearly 20 years old and has a cultivation base of less than Huang Ling. He concludes that Hanwa's future achievements are not small. It was because of the old man's previous remarks.

"As for the woman surnamed Ye, I don't know why she did this." The young man asked doubtfully.

"In the process of cultivation, most of them are dedicated and precise, so that they can improve their strength in the shortest time, but there is another way, which can also allow the spiritual to reach the peak." A deep meaning suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, " Gather the strengths of hundreds of schools."