C743 The Fox Mourned the Death of the Rabbit
C743 The Fox Mourned the Death of the Rabbit
If there were such strict rules in the Hsingyi Mansion competition, a lot of people would have died.
The Hsingyi Mansion where Feng Yimo was in was at the back. They waited for the warriors in front of them to finish the competition before it was their turn.
The first batch of warriors to enter was from the Star Armor Manor. In order to enter the second round, everyone's face was red and their necks were thick. They chose the stones that were the heaviest and could bear the weight. There was actually someone who carried a thirty-three thousand jin boulder. It had to be said that in the Hsingyi Mansion, other than Feng Yimo, almost no one could defeat him.
However, when this person entered the gravity field, he could only bear the weight of fifteen thousand jin. The two of them added together, and the score was settled.
In order to obtain a better result, a martial artist entered a higher grade Gravity Field. In the end, his legs were broken and he was pressed to the ground. Before he could be saved, he turned into a pool of blood and flesh!
This was because the Gravity Field here was not two times more advanced, but five times more! He could not bear it!
In this way, all the participating martial artists were careful and did not dare to advance rashly.
The Sun Mansion martial artists were still in the process. The strength field was relatively simple. The best result was merely raising a 35kg boulder. However, in the gravity field, each and every one of them was steady and steady. They wanted to try to bear more weight and obtain better results. No one was willing to give up on their own initiative.
It was Feng Yimo's turn to go on stage. Before going on stage, Feng Yimo said to Qing Yu in a low voice, "Do what you can. Don't force yourself. Do you understand?"
Qing Yu nodded gratefully and went to the strength field with the others.
There were nineteen of them and one of them was missing. Therefore, a warrior in the Starsoldier Manor went up to fill in the numbers.
Although half of the people were eliminated, it was still better than losing their lives. Everyone felt much more relaxed in their hearts. However, for the reward Second Young Master mentioned, they had to show their true abilities.
Lone Wolf was big and round. After twenty days of special training, his strength had increased by quite a bit. He went straight to a boulder that weighed twenty thousand kilograms. He gritted his teeth and picked it up. Then, after some thought, he walked to the boulder that weighed twenty thousand kilograms. With a low roar, his face flushed red. In the end, he struggled to pick up the boulder.
The warrior from the Third Star Manor came in front of the rock weighing 25,000 kilograms. He lifted it effortlessly and even proudly demonstrated to Lone Wolf.
"Boss, destroy him! Let's see how smug he is!" Lone Wolf was full of anger as he said to Feng Yimo.
In order to show off, Feng Yimo went straight to the 50,000-kilogram boulder and possessed it. He hugged the boulder with both hands and easily lifted it up. It stunned all the warriors.
50,000-kilogram was the best result for all the warriors participating in the competition.
Seeing this, the martial artist from the Third Star Manor was dumbfounded. After a long while, he came to the Gravity Field dejectedly, planning to use the weight he had to bear to defeat Feng Yimo.
Without saying another word, Feng Yimo followed and strode forward until he was one-third of the Gravity Field. Here, the weight of seventy thousand kilograms had left that martial artist far behind.
Clearly, Feng Yimo was the first in their group.
Yue Liang, Hsu Mu, Lone Wolf, Qing Yu, and the other warriors of the Third Star Manor entered the second round.
Cheng Tai, who had once taken the risk to advance, had been eliminated due to the injury on his leg.
Perhaps the Hsingyi Mansion's side had the best results. The Sun and Moon Manor's side began to produce powerful martial artists like bamboo shoots after the rain. There were 65,000 jins of martial artists in the strength field. There were 80,000 jins of martial artists in the Gravity Field. The atmosphere of the entire arena was ignited, becoming more and more intense.
The three Great Ekayāna Martial Scholars on the viewing platform smiled as they looked at everything in front of them and whispered to each other.
"There are a few good seedlings in this year's competition, and they are much stronger than the previous one." The long-faced cultivator squinted his eyes and said.
"Mm, Elder De, next year will be the opening of the warehouse, right? I wonder if the two groups of martial artists are qualified to do so? Sigh, the martial arts competition that has lasted for more than a thousand years, if there are no more suitable martial artists, State Sovereign should be angry!" The only female cultivator said with a long sigh.
"That's right. It's as if we elders don't do anything. But these people don't understand at all. For the tributes of each prefecture, they have found so many useless people. When will they be able to do anything?" Another male cultivator said.
"Haha, Elder Qi, you have wronged them. How many people have been able to endure the pain of body refinement ever since they started cultivating their cultivation techniques? Let alone them, how many of us old fellows have achieved great results in tempering our bodies? "If you don't use Fa Li, Elder Qi, you can at most raise the weight of a hundred thousand Jin, right?" The long-faced Elder De said.
Elder Qi sighed. "That's right. This old man has cultivated according to the body refining technique for three years, and I can't hold on any longer. That kind of pain, cleansing the marrow, peeling the skin, and cramping. It is as if all the bones were broken one by one and then slowly reconnected. It is painful to the point of wanting to die. If it wasn't for the fact that there was no other way, those martial artists probably wouldn't have taken this path. "
"Mm, you're right. Right, Which martial artist do you two favor?" The female cultivator nodded her head in agreement.
"I think Liu Duansheng from Hsingyi Mansion is not bad. He seems to be able to lift a fifty thousand jin rock effortlessly. His potential should be good. The Jiangs' Tang Xian is also not bad. There is also the Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs' Jiangs. Elder De gave five or six comments. Elder Qi and the female cultivators nodded their heads one after another. They had their eyes on these few people as well.
After returning to Ren Xiao's side, Feng Yimo's expression was calm. He quietly watched. Seeing the warriors sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and persisted. He couldn't help but shake his head secretly.
Warriors were wandering between mortals and cultivators. They had the petty feelings of mortals and the passion to look up to cultivators. If they wanted to jump through the dragon gate and become the best, they would have to put in ten or a hundred times more effort than ordinary people.
Even if they had entered the Xiantian realm, their bodies had been in a tense state for a long time. Coupled with their chronic illnesses, their lifespan wouldn't be too long. Moreover, the risk was far greater than ordinary people.
However, they had no regrets. For the sake of their goals, they did everything they could to improve. For themselves, for their families, they had put in too much effort.
However, in the eyes of cultivators, they were completely worthless. It was just like just now, when they found out that that person had taken a forbidden medicine, they didn't give a chance to defend themselves and directly killed him. Even though they had the intention of killing a chicken to shock the monkey, they didn't care about their lives at all.
Feng Yimo sighed for the fate of all the warriors.
In order to obtain good results, there were casualties among the martial artists of the various prefectures in Gravity Field. Most of them had their legs broken and were carried out. Very few unlucky people died inside.
The scene quieted down. All the martial artists were saddened by the death of the rabbits and the fox. Perhaps the next one would be themselves. They had more or less developed sympathy in their hearts.