The appearance of the old woman in red umbrella shocked Zhou Fan. His body began to corrode. Without much hesitation, he quickly pressed the third needle into the third position.

The pain was like a knife that was cut off from his arm and hit Zhou Fan.

A drop of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Zhou Fan's forehead. While the pain was severe, a strange force also spread from the three needles of the illusion, dispelling the cold power.

The old woman with black umbrella and the old woman with red umbrella disappeared from Zhou Fan's vision.

After confirming that the evil illusion has receded, Zhou Fan quickly pulled out three illusion three needles. The pain faded, which made him feel as if he had come alive. The pain of being cut off his arm with a knife was too real.

Zhou Fan even suspected that even if his arm was cut off with a knife, it might not be so painful.

Zhou Fan smiled bitterly. It was the third shot now, it was so powerful, and he had only reached 2,860 feet.

Zhou Fan was silent for a moment, and he continued to move forward. Every time he climbed about ten feet, evil illusions would erode him once. Every time it was the old woman with black umbrella and the old woman with red umbrella, and they persevered.

Maybe there will be a third old woman holding an umbrella. If this is true, I will have to use the fourth needle... Zhou Fan stood at a height of 2890 feet and looked up and thought, as long as he walked ten feet, he would reach a height of 290 feet.

When Zhou Fan climbed up to 2890 feet, he was frowning but encountered trouble. With a haggard face, he coughed up a mouthful of black blood.

He looked at the mouth of blood he had spitted, and a vigorous fire burned in his eyes.

He continued to climb up again, but less than five feet away, he encountered evil illusion erosion again. He immediately solved the evil illusion and vomited another mouthful of blood, and his withered face was so white.

He knew that he had reached his limit, and if he forced himself to climb up, he would die if he encountered even more serious evil illusions.

He is not afraid of death, but he cannot die like this.

How could he die if he hasn't beat that person yet!

Silently and hesitated, he remembered the funny man whom he swore to be loyal to, but he turned down the mountain. There were two more games in the martial arts test, and he might not lose.

"Wur deep gave up going down the mountain, reaching a maximum of 2,877 feet." The teacher reported Wur deep score to Zhongtian and the other two.

"This wrinkle is really good. It's a small village that can reach its current height. Unfortunately, the palace has taken the lead." Zhongtian said with some regret.

"Hey, it's really good to have Wrinkled Shenshen, but it is said that he and Zhou Fan are from the same village. Zhou Fan is still climbing now. Just after a group, he didn't expect that two such geniuses could be produced in a small village. This is really amazing." Old Master Zhang Li is now very familiar with everyone's information on climbing on the peak.

When he said this, a strange look appeared on his face.

Wu Shenshen should have been recruited by the palace, but Zhou Fan now only has the official position of Yiluansi. Yiluansi will not pay attention to any force that the warriors in Yiluansi like to join. Old Master Zhang Li has become the intention to recruit.

Yuanhai was silent, but he also looked at Zhou Fan's light spot.

Of course, Zhongtian knew that both Mr. Zhang and Yuanhai from the Great Buddha Temple were interested in Zhou Fan. He coughed lightly and said, "You may not know that Zhou Fan has a good relationship with our academy. You see, his entourage Huang Bujue and Gu Yan are both from our academy this time."

"Director Zhong, you all say that your relationship with you is just good, but he hasn't joined your academy yet, so he is a free man." Old Master Zhang Li said unmoved.

"If you say this, you can't. I think he will give priority to our academy." Zhongtian said calmly.

"No, I think donor Zhou will consider what is more beneficial to him. From the moment I look at donor Zhou's face, I know that he has a fate with my Buddha." Yuanhai said slowly.

Zhongtian and Zhang Li both had a slight slapped. They didn't expect that Yuanhai, who seemed honest and taciturn, could say such shameless words, which really shocked them.

The three of them did not argue again, but continued to watch the five remaining light spots on the jade wall.

As for the people behind who were blocked by the cold death line, they all gave up going down the mountain.

Now there is only one line left, Hou Shisanjian, Du Ni, Wen Xiao, and Zhou Fan.

The road behind was difficult to walk, but the light spot among the five people was slowly moving forward. At this time, Du Ni's light spot stopped first.

The teacher immediately brought up Du Ni's picture.

Zhongtian looked over with some concerns.

The mud in the picture is like crawling out of the mud and exposed to the sun, and it is full of dry mud.

It can also be said that his head, face and limbs were covered with a layer of mud armor.

Du Ni sighed while standing. He knew that he could not move forward any longer. He shook his head and did not hesitate much, and turned away very freely.

The dried mud powder spilled down layer by layer.

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Zhongtian just chuckled, and he also understood that Du Ni had tried his best, which was enough.

"You work hard enough and know how to advance and retreat, so that you can go further in the future." said Mr. Zhang Li.

"The old man praised it, he needs more experience." Nakata said modestly.

A teacher came forward to report Du Ni's grades: 2884 feet.

After learning about Du Ni's achievements, Mr. Zhang Li smiled and said, "Now the three of us are the first to give up, and then Du Ni, and only the little monks from Baixiang Temple are left. Gaoxiang City is our territory after all. If the little monk can't get the first place, we will inevitably lose our face."

Mr. Zhang Li was a little insincere about this, but Zhongtian glanced at Yuanhai. Many things in a row were slightly better than Du Ni. He was also curious about how far a journey could go?

Yuanhai smiled and said, "Old Donor Zhang and Li, winning or losing is common. Don't care too much. There will be no one who will win or lose forever in the world."

"As long as one person can understand the true meaning of the Buddha, it is more important than anything else."

"But as far as I know, a young monk in the line is very competitive. How can he really not care about winning or losing?" Old Master Zhang Li sneered.

Yuanhai has no intention of debating with Mr. Zhang Li, because Mr. Zhang Li is telling the truth, Yuanhai has no intention of letting down his desire for victory or defeat, because as long as the time comes, the person will let go. Once the person is let go of victory or defeat, the person will have a big transformation.

...

Zhou Fan didn't know how many candidates were left and how many candidates were still persisting, and how many candidates were at the same height as him, and whether any candidates had reached the top, he didn't know all this.

He could only climb up until he could not.

Soon he reached two thousand nine hundred feet.

At this time, his vision blurred again.

He saw the old woman in black umbrella. The old woman in black umbrella was separated from the old woman in red umbrella, but it was not over yet. Another old woman in green clothes with a green umbrella on the back of the old woman in red umbrella walked out.

Behind the old woman with green umbrella, an old woman wearing white clothes and holding a white umbrella walked out.

Their wrinkled faces trembled slightly, and they smiled at Zhou Fan together.
Chapter completed!