Mortal Bones

"Is this kid suffering from a brain disease?"

Seeing Zhou Ao pointing at Taiping like a fighting dog, Zhao Linglong suddenly cursed in a low voice.

"Seventh Peak, who do you want to send?"

At this time, Elder Black Dragon's voice also sounded.

"Elder Black Dragon, wait a moment, let us discuss for a while."

Senior Sister Jiang Zhi immediately responded.

"You only have time for a cup of tea."

Elder Black Dragon nodded.

According to the rules of this competition, the opponent should have a cup of tea to think about it.

However, the disciples around Yunlou didn't care about this and just thought that Xu Taiping was too afraid to go up. For a while, there were boos all around Jianping.

"What's going on with Old Seventh? Who told him to target Taiping like this?"

Xu Ziyan, who was on the cloud floor, immediately looked unhappy after hearing the boos around her.

Lin Buyu said two words expressionlessly:

"idiot."

Xu Ziyan on the side was about to cry but had no tears.

How could she not know about Lao Qi's little thoughts, but Lin Buyu's personality means that if he is not interested in you, he is not interested. The more he does this, the more disgusted she will be.

"I guess Taiping will give up."

Xu Ziyan sighed.

"Will not."

Lin Buyu, who had already lowered his head to read the script, said without raising his head.

"How do you know he doesn't..."

"The seventh peak faces the disciple, Xu Taiping!"

Before Xu Ziyan finished speaking, the voice of Elder Black Dragon rang out.

Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on Lin Buyu's lips, and then he continued to read the storybook in his hand with relish.

…

On Jianping.

"There won't be any problems with peace, right?"

Zhao Linglong looked at the back of Xu Taiping as he walked onto the stage with some worry.

"He knows what's appropriate, so he probably won't."

Senior sister Jiang Zhi shook her head.

"But I always felt that he would do something stupid and hang up the 130-pound ballast iron despite the pain of crying."

Zhao Linglong frowned at this time.

"Don't worry about this. The pain in your soul is no worse than the pain in your body and skin. It's not something you can endure if you want. Most people faint immediately."

Jiang Zhi shook her head.

"But there are exceptions. The kind of monk who doesn't faint and chooses to keep carrying it will be in danger."

Qing Xiao frowned.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Linglong's expression suddenly changed.

Because the Xu Taiping in his impression was exactly like the kind of person Qing Xiao mentioned.

Soon, Elder Black Dragon’s voice sounded again——

"Xu Taiping, the seventh peak, chose a weight of 131 kilograms of ship weight this time."

Hearing this sound, the Qingxuan Sect disciples on the Yunlou who were initially making noises felt a little hot on their faces, but some of them were still full of disdain for it.

"Don't look at it, I must have fooled you randomly again, and then you gave up."

"Yeah, I must be sorry for losing face, so I came on stage shamelessly."

Listening to the bursts of ridicule coming from Yunlou, Zhao Linglong's face became more and more ugly.

But she couldn't refute this at all, because that was what they had just told Xu Taiping.

"Don't worry about these long-tongued women. As long as Taiping can use the flying sword this time, then the mission will be completed."

Qingxiao saw that Zhao Linglong's face was getting more and more ugly, and immediately tried to persuade him.

"This is my junior brother's first Seven Peaks Competition. After six years, I will definitely be able to shut up all these people!"

Zhao Linglong said with a very firm tone.

"Well, Taiping in six years will definitely be able to stand alone."

Qing Xiao is also very sure about this.

"So even for the sake of peace, in this Seven Peaks Competition, we have to win one or two games no matter what. Without enough natural resources, no matter how hard he works, he can't keep up with the disciples from other peaks. "

Senior sister Jiang Zhi said firmly.

Qing Xiao and Zhao Linglong also nodded heavily when they heard this.

This time, both Jiang Zhi and Qing Xiao were prepared to have their souls damaged.

…

On stage.

"Xu Taiping, sacrifice your sword."

Elder Black Dragon rested his hands on his back and looked at Xu Taiping with neither joy nor sorrow.

"Yes." Xu Taiping nodded.

Then he pinched his sword fingers and began to run the sword technique.

"Zheng!" Following the sound of a sword, the sword on his back suddenly broke out of its sheath and spun in front of him.

Elder Black Dragon frowned slightly when he saw the sword.

Xu Taiping's sword is exactly the rusty sword that layman Sansan placed in Laoyuetan.

The reason why I brought this sword here was not because there was no sword at Seventh Peak, but mainly because Xu Taiping was used to using it and didn't want to change it temporarily.

In order to bring out this sword, Xu Taiping promised Elder Sansan that he would carve three thousand more words when he returned.

Some monks with good eyesight also saw Xu Taiping's rusty sword.

For a while, some people laughed at the fact that the Seventh Peak was too shabby and didn't even have a decent sword. Some people laughed at Xu Taiping for treating the Seven Peaks Competition as a child's play and participating in the competition with any sword.

On the cloud floor, behind Lin Buyu and Xu Ziyan, an old man with gray hair was so angry that he blew his beard and glared after hearing what these people said, and yelled:

"How dare you, a bunch of losers, comment on my sword?"

However, the people around him didn't seem to notice his presence, and they continued to laugh and ridicule.

"Xu Taiping, if you embarrass me, I will punish you to copy another three thousand words when you get back!"

The old man gritted his teeth as he looked at Xu Taiping on Jianping below.

…

"Ah... sneeze!"

On the stage, Xu Taiping, who was about to let Elder Black Dragon hang the ship's ballast, suddenly sneezed, and the flying sword in front of him suddenly shook violently.

This time, the disciples in Yunlou burst into laughter again.

"Xu Taiping, are you ready?"

Elder Black Dragon still had that serious face.

"Disciple is ready."

Xu Taiping touched his nose and said seriously.

Hearing this, Elder Black Dragon also nodded seriously.

Immediately, he was seen picking up a piece of shipwreck very lightly, and then slowly tied it to the rusty sword controlled by Xu Taiping.

"Buzz!~"

Almost as soon as Elder Black Dragon's hand left the ship's ballast, the rusty sword trembled.

At the same time, Xu Taiping's brain went blank as if he had been punched hard.

Following this, the rusty sword suddenly fell towards the ground.

However, this state only lasted for a moment. Xu Taiping suppressed a dizzy feeling that made him feel sick and let the rusty sword fly again.

But even if he just let the rusty sword stand three feet off the ground, he already felt out of breath, his chest felt tight, his heart was beating violently, and he felt like he would faint at any time.

And this is the symptom of soul crying.

"Xu Taiping, this is only one hundred pounds, and there are still thirty-one pounds left to hang. Can you still hold on?"

At this time, Elder Black Dragon picked up a small piece of ship iron.

"If you can't hold on, you can give up."

He then said without any emotion in his tone.

"Huh..." Xu Taiping breathed out a breath of turbidity in his chest with great effort, then stood up straight again, and raised the sword finger on his hand suddenly.

With a "clang" sound, the rusty sword flew to Elder Black Dragon again.

"Okay." Xu Taiping uttered two words.

Everyone who had been preparing to see Xu Taiping's joke fell silent for a moment.

Elder Black Dragon did not hesitate and immediately hung another piece of ship iron on Xu Taiping's rusty sword.

This time, the flying sword did not fall, but Xu Taiping's face turned pale as a sheet.

At this moment, he was wielding the sword entirely by instinct.

Thanks to these days of practicing day after day, he has become so proficient in sword control.

Seeing this scene, the Black Dragon elder said nothing, but hung another piece of thumb-sized ballast iron on the rusty sword.

"No more, no less, exactly one hundred and thirty-one pounds. Please engrave it."

Elder Black Dragon said to Xu Taiping in his emotionless voice.