The Great Biography of the Craftsman

Chapter 4
Lu Yun stepped on the first step of the altar with his right foot.

The coercion covered the body, and the feet sank, as if there was a hundred catties of force pressing down on the body!Lu Yun was already prepared, he accumulated strength on his legs, and with this step, he stood firmly on the first step of the altar.

Immediately, an inexplicable feeling came from the soles of the feet, a strange force traveled all over the body, and a burst of needle-like pain came from the feet, which was fleeting.

Lu Yun knew in his heart that this was the first barren pattern engraved.After a short pause, suppressing the excitement in his heart, he no longer hesitated, and stepped up to the second step.A stronger coercion enveloped the whole body than before, and just like that, two more barren patterns were engraved on the feet.

When Lu Yun's feet reached the third step, there were three more barren marks on his body!This made him stunned, and he seemed to understand something in his heart. In order to confirm what he thought, he stepped up to the fourth step. This time, there were four more wild lines on his body.

Standing on the spot, Lu Yun already knew in his heart that every time he took a step, there would be one more barren pattern on his body than the previous step.He raised his eyes and looked at the steps of the altar step by step, and the shock in his heart could not be further increased. If he stepped up to the No. 90 ninth step, there would be thousands of barren patterns on his body!

Lu Yun calmed down and stepped up to the next step, but before he could stop, a burst of exclamation came from the crowd behind him!

Lu Yun raised his head and saw that one person was in the lead, his footsteps were neither slow nor hurried, and the majesty of the altar seemed to have no effect on him.He has already walked through most of the altar and reached the last thirty or so steps.

It was Ji Kang!

I have only stepped up five steps, but in this short period of time, Ji Kang has already passed the sixtieth step, and the latecomers are the first to come. This kind of talent is really rare!
Lu Yun's face instantly darkened!
"Bless the Rage God, bless the Rage God!"

"Worthy of being the son of Mr. Zhanshou, the talent is really extraordinary!"

"..."

The crowd below talked a lot, and they were all surprised by Ji Kang's extraordinary talent.

"Congratulations, Brother Ji Wu, for having such a good son as Ji Kang! We, the Desolate Race, are hopeful!" Ji Hao smiled slightly, and said to Ji Wu beside him.

"I don't dare to be it, it's just that this kid is lucky! Compared with Ji Yu's nephew, he is still far behind." Ji Wu also replied with a smile, although his mouth was modest, his eyes were full of color.

Hearing this, Ji Hao smiled and said nothing, his heart was filled with relief. His son, Ji Yu, stepped onto the last step of the altar in one fell swoop, becoming the second person of the Desolate Clan to open up the wasteland in hundreds of years.Just thinking of the first person who opened up the wasteland, Ji Hao's eyes dimmed imperceptibly, and his eyes fell on Lu Yun in the distance.

At this moment, Lu Yun gritted his teeth tightly and stepped up another step. The coercion became more intense, as if he was overwhelmed. The sweat on his forehead gathered into a bead and dripped on the black stone.

At this time, Lu Yun had climbed the 33rd step of the altar, walked a third of the way, and there were already 560 barren patterns on his body.A sense of qi and blood filled the whole body, and the broken ribs had also healed.

Feeling a more powerful force coming from his body, Lu Yun looked at more steps above the altar, his eyes were full of longing, he raised his foot again, and when he was about to step up to a new step, he suddenly withdrew it, Standing on the original place again, it seems to be thoughtful.

"That kid will stop here!"

"As expected, the talent is really ordinary!"

"..."

Seeing Lu Yun's action, the desolate people under the altar began to discuss in a low voice.

At this time, the coercion emanating from the altar gave Lu Yun a strange feeling. He slowly closed his eyes, thinking and feeling!

It feels like—breathing!
The coercion is rhythmically strong and weak, just like human breathing. The difference between strong and weak is very subtle, but Lu Yun can feel it.

Lu Yun suddenly opened his eyes, at this moment, at the moment when the coercion was the weakest, he stepped up to another level!
The barren people below suddenly fell silent. They thought that Lu Yun would stop here, but they didn't expect him to go one step further.

Ji Hao and Ji Wu looked at each other, and a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

Dazhang Gong on the altar focused his eyes, glanced at Lu Yun in disbelief, and murmured: "Desolation! How could he feel the desolation? How is this possible..." In a trance, the vision appeared in front of his eyes. A figure that appeared 30 years ago gradually merged with the boy below...

Breath of Desolation—breath of Desolation!Among the barren people, there are very few people who know about the end of the barrenness, and even fewer people can feel the end of the barrenness when they open up the three barren lands.Even if the young man who pioneered the three wastelands knew about the end of the wasteland, if he couldn't feel the end of the wasteland, it would be meaningless!

In the midst of the desolation, Lu Yun stepped up one step after another. Every time he took a step, dozens of desolation marks were imprinted. The stronger the power of blood, the more icy Lu Yun's eyes became. , just long hair, no one can see!
Level 63!

This is the height of the altar where Lu Yun is standing, the pressure is over ten thousand catties, and there are as many as two thousand and sixteen barren marks on his body!
With the breeze shining on his face, his black hair fluttering, and the [-] desolate people being solemn and silent, Lu Yun suddenly stopped and looked behind him with cold eyes.At this time, there were only a few young people from the Desolate race in front of him, most of them had already been left behind by him.

Under the altar, Ji Hao looked at Lu Yun's figure with complicated emotions. Thirty years ago, like these young men, I stepped onto this altar full of longing in my heart. Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, I walked over 30 steps and imprinted 95 barren patterns. , young and frivolous, but compared with the person who has stepped up to the 99th step, it is overshadowed!

Seeing Lu Yun at this moment, Ji Hao couldn't help thinking of that person...

"Ah!" With a cry of pain, it was another young man who could no longer step up one more step. With a mouthful of blood spurting out, he fell backwards and slowly got up. He glanced up, full of unwillingness.

At this time, only Lu Yun and Ji Kang were left on the altar.Lu Yun is at the 75th step, and Ji Kang is at the 79th step.

Ji Kang gritted his teeth tightly, his eyebrows and eyes were almost squeezed together, his face was ferocious, and his body was soaked in sweat, but he didn't take this step for a long time. He turned around and saw Lu Yun not far behind, with a gloomy expression.

At this time, Lu Yun also looked at Ji Kang. When the two looked at each other, the pale Lu Yun suddenly smiled, but this smile suddenly made Ji Kang feel shuddering!

Ji Kang took another step forward! No. 80th order!When his footsteps fell, he almost knelt directly on the altar. "No!" With a roar, the veins on Ji Kangqiu's knotted legs popped up, and at this last step, he still stopped!
Panting heavily, Ji Kang suddenly heard exclamations behind him, and when he turned his head to look, his eyes almost spurted blood!
Like him, Lu Yun has reached the eightieth rank!
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