Sure enough, after a hundred steps.

Zhu Xiaowei's speed began to slow down significantly.

One hundred and twenty, one hundred and thirty...

Zhu Xiaowei's speed was very slow and it looked very difficult, as if every step weighed a thousand pounds.

The onlookers below shook their heads and sighed because they all knew that, after all, Zhu Xiaowei was not in a state of energy, and waste materials were always waste materials, so it was impossible for them to become geniuses.

When Mo Yunqing saw Zhu Xiaowei who was about to fail, she smiled coldly at Su Luo.

Originally, she thought Su Luo had discovered the shining points on Zhu Xiaowei, so she spoke first and asked him to participate in the assessment, but there was no miracle.

"Su Luo, Su Luo, I didn't expect that hundreds of years have passed, and your eyes look back when you look at people." Mo Yunqing glanced at Su Luo, and a sarcastic sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Su Luo smiled faintly at Mo Yunqing: "No, he will go up."

"Impossible!" Mo Yunqing decided, "He would never be able to go up!"

Because there are ten thousand steps to the top of the mountain, Zhu Xiaowei, who has blocked the qi sea, can only walk more than one hundred steps at most.

"He will go up." Su Luo handed his hands behind him, looking faintly at Zhu Xiaowei's thin and straight back as tall as a little pine tree.

Mo Yunqing didn't know where Su Luo came from, so she stared at Zhu Xiaowei's back and took a look.

At this moment, Zhu Xiaowei was suffering almost unbearable pain in his body.

It hurts really, and I feel the capillaries all over my body burst, and countless tiny bloodshots seep out.

The internal organs are more like being squeezed into a ball, and the inside is already bleeding, right?

It was really painful, and the sweat on Zhu Xiaowei's forehead was rolling like soybeans.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water. He dripped in sweat. Every step he took, he left a deep sweat stain on the ground.

If there is spiritual power in his body, it will never be possible, but Zhu Xiaowei has no spiritual power in his body, and he wants to cry in despair.

Zhu Xiaowei couldn't help but remember the past.

The burning fire, the sharp dagger pierced into my mother's heart, the blood sprayed out after pulling out the dagger, and the mother stuffed her into the cabinet with her eyes wide open and stared at him in horror, but could not shout a word in front of her, and the whole family who was exterminated...

God classified him as an ordinary person who could not practice, but he was deeply hated by blood. How could he be a waste?!

No!

Never give in!

If the Qihai Sea is blocked, then force it to be connected!

Even if you use it, you have to smash it through!

Zhu Xiaowei had the firmest belief in his heart. He clenched his fist with one hand and bit his lower lip hard. The blood beads passed along the corners of his lips. The sudden severe pain made him subconsciously awake.

Persist in perseverance!

Zhu Xiaowei walked slowly but firmly, step by step!

One hundred and fifty steps!

One hundred and sixty steps!

One hundred and seventy steps!

The small and thin back is like the tallest pine tree, giving people a feeling of perseverance and making people feel moved from the heart.

"It's already 180 steps, and Zhu Xiaowei is still insisting on moving upwards."

"His body can't bear it at all. He is fighting his life!"
Chapter completed!