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Chapter 92: Too Torturing

It is much more difficult to deliberately control being injured than to be unable to resist being injured. It is even more difficult to pretend that you cannot avoid it. If a strong person is careful to observe, he will definitely find clues.

Therefore, Lan Zhi was able to do two things at once, recalling the contents to be learned for the medicinal materials test in his mind and avoid the sword energy at the same time. The effect was indeed much better.

But it hurts more.

Lan Zhi: "..."

However, the effect was very obvious after doing so. Some candidates who came to the bridge later quickly overtook her and walked to the front.

She didn't mind, she was even a little happy, and she deliberately slowed down so that she would fall in the middle and rear position.

After walking a certain distance, sword energy has become everywhere, as if a rain of sword energy has fallen so densely that one has no way to hide, and is forced to endure the dense density of them falling on one's body.

Her hair was cut into pieces, her clothes were torn, her skin was scratched, and even her face was scratched. The more she walked, the more wounds she got. After an unknown amount of time, Lan Zhi found that her whole body was covered with wounds, and her face was red.

Blood stains continued to ooze from the skin...

Others will only be worse off than her.

Looking up, the candidates on the entire bridge were all bloody.

The most terrifying thing is that every wound will quietly take away a trace of the body's vitality. It is obviously a clear summer day, but Lan Zhi feels that his body is getting colder and colder, and his body is getting heavier. What was originally just a slight itching and slight pain

I don’t know when it turned into a bone-piercing pain.

All wounds hurt.

This feeling is like being executed by Ling Chi.

There was a candidate from a well-off family who couldn't stand this kind of torture, so he cried and chose to give up.

Her behavior seemed to turn on the switch of giving up. After her, four or five candidates from aristocratic families gave up one after another. Although the rest did not give up, they walked away with tears, snot, and blood flowing from their noses.

The candidates from poor families have all endured hardships, but no one chose to give up first, but most of them couldn't walk anymore and could only hold on to the bridge and move forward slowly bit by bit.

In this case, as soon as you stop and get hit by more sword energy, it will be difficult to gather the strength to move forward again.

Lan Zhi was also in pain and couldn't concentrate on studying, but he didn't want to stand out too much, so he simply used local materials to study the sword energy on Hongqiao.

These sword auras are left behind by the strong ones in the Huixing Realm or the top sword cultivators among the strong ones in the Huixing Realm. They are worth learning.

She observed the direction and strength of the sword energy, guessed the circulation and control of the opponent's star power when swinging the sword, etc., and then experienced the feeling of the sword energy falling on her body...it still really hurt!

This feeling was so torturous that when Lan Zhi couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to walk forward quickly, the sword energy finally changed.

What is coming towards you is no longer the fine sword energy that turns into rain in the spring breeze, but suddenly turns into eighteen kinds of weapons and chops them down like a storm!

Lan Zhi: "..."

Sure enough, there is no more discomfort, only more discomfort.

The blood infiltrated into blood beads one by one and trickled downwards. Lan Zhi mobilized her star power to protect the inside of her skin. Even if her skin was cut into pieces with thousands of knives, her insides would not be harmed at all.

After this, she was finally able to focus on observing the murderous aura brought by these eighteen weapons. She even recognized that one of the weapons was a filament, which happened to be similar to hers.

Just like walking on the ladder, they walked on the bridge from dawn to dusk.
Chapter completed!
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