Invincible Sword Soul

Chapter 335 It's Impossible
The two laughed together. It seemed that they had encountered such rubbish before. Miao Renyu pushed the wine jar into Lin Qi's hands, glanced at the wine jar, and Lynch took a big gulp.

In the entire square, except for the laughter coming from this side, other places are dead, and there are only a few places where people are discussing.

Tomorrow is the second round, and I don't know how many people will be eliminated, so everyone should try their best to recover their strength and strive to join the Seven Star Temple.

Obtaining the badge of disciple of the Seven Star Temple is equivalent to having an extra amulet, and it will also save face when going out in the future. Some small sects have to be polite and even treat each other with courtesy.

In this hundreds of thousands of miles, the Seven Stars Temple is the only existence, and there are countless small sects attached to the Seven Stars Temple.

As soon as the sky was bright, everyone got up early. There were still about [-] people competing for [-] places, and more than half of them were eliminated yesterday.

It was three poles high in the sun, and from the depths of the Seven Stars Temple, there were still more than a dozen figures, sitting on the positions of the peaks, representing the seven temples.

Bao Buping glanced around, and the surroundings soon became quiet, waiting for the second test.

"Keep everyone waiting for a long time. Today is the second stage of the assessment. I'm going to tell you the rules. Just like in previous years, we have a prescribed route. If you run [-] laps, you will pass the test. If you can't complete it, you will be eliminated!"

The second test is endurance. Whether a person can become a strong person must have an indomitable will. If the will is not strong enough, no matter how strong the talent is, it will eventually grow limited.

On the other side of the square, someone has already erected a fence, and the circle is about [-] meters, running a hundred laps in a row. Lynch can't imagine that ordinary people may not even be able to do ten laps.

This is equivalent to a distance of thousands of kilometers. It is necessary to reach the speed of traveling thousands of miles a day. It takes [-] laps in a row to persist for a day. Before it even started, some people began to retreat.

According to the potential of the fifth-rank Wuzong, with a physical body and spiritual power, it should not be a big problem to complete [-] laps, but it will be very difficult to persist in [-] laps. The Seven Star Temple needs geniuses, and we will eliminate those mediocre ones one by one. go out.

This is also one of the reasons why many big sects are becoming stronger and stronger. They continue to absorb good talents every year, forming a good cycle of competition, so that the overall strength continues to far exceed other sects.

"One hundred laps, isn't it always ninety laps in previous years?"

Some people in the crowd began to murmur, last year was [-] laps, why this year increased by [-] laps, don't underestimate the last ten laps, this is the most important point, many people fell down on the last ten laps.

Some people below hesitated, and more than one person questioned, Bao Buping would not explain to them at all, if they gave up, they could leave now, no one forced them.

"During the competition, it is forbidden to compete with each other. Once the rules are violated, they will be eliminated immediately!"

Temple disciples began to guide and brought 3000 people to the entrance. The runway was very spacious, even if hundreds of people were running side by side at the same time, it would not appear crowded.

It doesn't really matter whether you are in the front or the back. The important thing is to complete a hundred laps, not who gets to the finish line first. To be eliminated.

"Now I declare, the assessment begins!"

Bao Buping waved his hand suddenly, and at the moment the voice fell, more than 3000 people rushed out like arrows from the string.

The leading few are all seventh-rank Wuzong, and they are very fast. Ning Wei and Ning Shan are one of them. A hundred laps is not a big problem for them.

Lynch mixed in the crowd, neither fast nor slow, trying to avoid using spiritual power, running with physical strength, the first lap came down very quickly, everyone's speed was about the same.

"Do you think this kid can last a hundred laps?"

The Vice-Hall Master of the Yanlong Hall looked curious, and his eyes fell on Lin Qi. They were a little surprised by the talent that Lin Qi showed yesterday.

"It's a bit difficult, if he reaches the fifth-rank Wuzong, it is very likely to complete it!"

The deputy hall master of the Benlei Hall made a judgment, thinking that it would be extremely difficult for Lin Qi to complete a hundred laps. After all, Lin Qi was bound by the realm, and the second test was not the potential, but the endurance.

"Not necessarily!"

The deputy head of the Mingxin Palace is a woman, and she is more optimistic about Lin Qi. With such a talent, her perseverance must be extraordinary.

"Let's wait and see. It's the fifth lap soon, and the gap is gradually revealed!"

Just as the few people were talking, the people below had already run five laps and were divided into three echelons. Basically, the seventh-rank Wuzong ranked in the first camp, the sixth-rank Wuzong ranked in the second camp, and the fifth-rank Wuzong ranked in the third. camp.

Lynch is currently ranked in the middle, neither front nor back, neither fast nor slow, but Miao Renyu surprised Lynch, he is only a sixth-rank Martial Sect, and his running speed is extremely fast, mixed in the first area.

It is estimated that in the past two years, I have absorbed a lot of experience and constantly exercised my running ability, which has some advantages.

There were still huge crowds of people watching outside. Commander Qi and others arrived early in the morning. Today is the second pass, attracting more people and almost filling up the entire square.

Until noon, the gap became wider and wider, and the first camp had caught up with the third camp, which was equivalent to throwing them a full lap away.

Lynch was still unhurried and kept the same speed. Some people around him were already panting and sweating profusely. Lynch seemed to be strolling in the garden.

"It's already reached the sixth lap, and it's a critical moment!"

The sun has already turned to the west, and the people on the peak have also concentrated their energy. The sixty laps have basically reached the critical point of the fifth-rank Wuzong. Looking at their endurance, even the speed of the seventh-rank Wuzong is gradually slowing down.

At present, the first camp is one lap away from the second camp, and four laps away from the third camp. The gap is very large.

"It's not easy, the fourth-rank Martial Ancestor has completed sixty laps, and judging by his appearance, it seems that he still has great potential!"

Those people on the summit platform didn't pay attention to those seventh-rank Martial Ancestors, but instead focused on Lin Qi.

The seventh-rank Martial Ancestor will definitely be able to complete the distance of a hundred laps, and whether he pays attention or not will not change the result. Everyone is even more curious about whether Lynch can complete it. It would be a pity if such a talent is eliminated miserably.

"Did you notice that from the beginning to the end, he maintained the same posture, neither accelerated nor decelerated, and he couldn't even see the fluctuation of spiritual power. This is too weird!"

The Vice-Hall Master of the Hall of Impermanence showed a strange look, his eyes had been fixed on Lin Qi, and he also realized something was wrong at this moment. Although Lin Qi was a lap slower than the first camp, don't forget that there is a difference of three realms between them.

"interesting!"

The Vice-Hallmaster of Qiankun Palace stroked his beard, becoming more and more interested in Lin Qi. The eyes of the other Vice-Hallmasters were shining, and their eyes all fell on Lynch.

Seventy laps passed, and some people couldn't hold on one after another. As long as they sat down, temple disciples would appear immediately, taking away the eliminated youths and losing their qualifications for the competition.

The first camp has far surpassed the third camp by almost ten laps, and has reached eighty laps ahead of schedule, but the speed has also slowed down significantly.

Lynch has gradually widened the gap with the second camp, and currently maintains a lap and a half gap with the first camp. Under everyone's gaze, Lynch's speed gradually increased.

"This is impossible, he is a fourth-rank Wuzong, how could he persist for such a long time!"

Some teenagers who had been eliminated made angry voices and were hit by Lynch. They couldn't finish the [-] laps for the fifth-rank Martial Sect, and Lynch's fourth-rank Martial Sect was getting closer and closer to the [-] laps.

"Not bad, not bad, this seedling is very good. Our Seven Star Temple has not encountered such a good seedling for many years!"

The Vice-Hall Master of the Hall of Impermanence stroked his beard, Lynch did give them a big surprise for these old bones, and almost missed such a good seed.

"It's really good. Although he is not in the first camp, in terms of overall strength and comprehensive strength, he must be the number one!"

The vice-master of Mingxin Hall is a woman in her thirties, and she agrees with the opinion of the vice-master of Wuchang. It really surprised many people that the fourth-rank Martial Sect can reach such a height, and even be able to exert strength in the second half of the journey.

Leaving the second camp a little bit behind, Lynch followed closely the footsteps of the first camp. Ning Wei, who was running ahead, also saw this scene, thinking that Lynch would lose the second round. Although his talent is high, the test now is endurance , it is impossible for a fourth-rank Martial Ancestor to complete the one-hundred-round assessment.

There was a ferocious look on his face, he must not let Lynch pass the examination, so that he can be killed in Wuchang City, and become a disciple of the temple. If you want to kill him, you need a chance.

The speed is getting faster and faster, Lynch's legs are blown by the wind, and he has integrated into the artistic conception of the crane dancing for nine days. In addition, Lynch has comprehended the chopping wind, can easily reduce the resistance brought by the wind speed, and quickly catch up with the distance of half a lap.

It's almost 1000 laps, and another big wave of teenagers has been eliminated, leaving less than [-] people still struggling to support. In previous years, if they reached [-] laps, they were considered qualified. This year, they will have to add [-] more laps.

After [-] laps, the speed of the first team gradually slowed down. It was already sunset, their clothes were drenched with sweat, and their legs seemed to be filled with lead, which was very heavy.

Especially those fifth-rank Wuzong are gritting their teeth and insisting. Sixth-rank Wuzong is better, but it is also very difficult to complete the distance of a hundred laps.

"It's impossible, it's impossible!"

Lynch ran alone, there was no one around him, and his speed was getting faster and faster. In the early stage, he only relied on his physical body to run, but now with the help of spiritual power, he is extremely fast.

And Lynch doesn't have to worry about the phenomenon of exhaustion of his spiritual power. The continuous output is integrated into the whole body, like a cannonball full of energy, and a flying shot is several meters away.

"Did you see that in the first seventy laps, he has been running with his physical body, and only now uses his spiritual power. Could it be that his physical body has reached the fifth-rank Wuzong?"

Some people speculate that only when the physical body reaches the fifth rank of Wuzong can he persevere, otherwise the physical body will collapse.

In fact, they didn't know that after swallowing the Furious Dragon Pill, Lin Qi's physical body was comparable to that of a sixth-rank Martial Ancestor, and he was running with the system of a sixth-rank Martial Ancestor, so his speed was not slow.

Amidst countless jealous eyes, Lin Qi quickly approached the first camp. Ning Wei and Ning Shan glanced at each other. From the eyes of each other, they saw viciousness, and they would never allow Lin Qi to become a disciple of the temple.

(End of this chapter)