Qin Ming pouted, could such a vain word make this group of people so excited?

King Kong stood next to him, he couldn't cry anymore, he wiped his tears and then looked at Qin Ming.

"Boss, why don't you cry?

Qin Ming: "......"

Neurotic, what's there to cry about!

"And then ......"

Qin Ming waited until he was about to fall asleep, and finally waited until he finished his messy opening remarks, and then turned to the topic.

"Unfortunately, our Captain Kun unfortunately died some time ago, so today we are going to re-elect a captain, does anyone have a good idea?"

Ximen Yuanwu stared at everyone in the audience, scanning the past from everyone's faces, his expression remained unchanged at all, and no one knew what he really thought in his heart.

Gao Cha turned his head and glanced at Shan Wenyan, the two looked at each other, and suddenly showed a confident smile, and then he took a step forward and opened his mouth to report.

The disciple thought that Shan Wenyan could. ”

Then he flashed to the side, and Shan Wenyan behind him hurriedly stepped forward, and Ximen Yuanwu stared at him a few times and nodded.

"Well, it's a talent. ”

"Report to the Sect Master. ”

At this time, Shi Yu stood up and inserted a lever that caught him off guard.

The disciple thought that Geng Ji could do it. ”

Yes?

Qin Ming, who was full of joy and planned to watch a good show, was stunned for a moment, when did I say that I was going to be the captain?

"Where is Geng Ji?"

Ximen Yuanwu opened his mouth to ask, Qin Ming had no choice but to go to the front, he stared at Ximen Yuanwu's eyes hard, because he couldn't show cowardice at this time, although he was an impostor.

"The disciple is here. ”

"Well, that's not bad either. ”

With a few strokes of his mustache, his shrewd little eyes rolled and he suddenly had an idea.

"Well, why don't you let the two of you compete? Whoever wins, who wins, will be the captain, so that it will be more convincing to the public. ”

"That's very good. ”

Everyone agreed, only Qin Ming had a bitter face, you agree that there is a fart, it is Lao Tzu who was pushed out to be the captain, and he has a fart relationship with you!

Qin Ming didn't want to do anything with Shan Wenyan, because he was afraid that he would reveal exercises that did not belong to the Bloodthirsty Sect, and if he aroused suspicion, it would be over, but he couldn't save Shi Yu's face, after all, people were for their own good, and if he refused in front of so many people, it would really not look good.

He showed embarrassment, but Shan Wenyan was eager to try, because Geng Ji couldn't beat him, he had been bullied by him for so many years, and if the two of them did it, he could be said to have won the battle.

"Geng Ji, what's wrong?"

Shi Yu saw his hesitation and asked, he definitely didn't want this kid Shan Wenyan to be on an equal footing with him, once he became the captain, when the time came to join forces with Gao Cha, he would fall behind.

"Report to the sect master, the disciple thinks that the action between the same sect will inevitably hurt the harmony, and in case it causes disability, it will have a bad impact, so it is better to give up this idea. ”

"Could it be that you have a better idea?"

"Back to the sect master's words. ”

Qin Ming's mind turned, and he suddenly had a solution.

"It's better to take the difference in climbing the Blood Mound Tower, whoever climbs high is the captain. ”

"And what if the grades are tied?"

"If the results are equal, it means that God wills so, and the two of us will fight again. ”

Ximen Yuanwu thought about it for a while, looked at the four Dharma protectors around him, and all nodded in agreement with this method.

"Then according to your word. ”

Ximen Yuanwu sacrificed the Blood Mound Tower, "boom", as the tower slowly became bigger and fell to the ground, everyone's hearts trembled, but Huai Xingchen didn't raise his eyes to take a look at it from beginning to end, as if there was nothing worth her heart.

"Alright, let's get started. ”

This time, he didn't talk nonsense anymore, and with a direct wave of his hand, all the disciples poured into the tower together.

"Last year I went up to the third floor, and this year I have to go up to the fourth floor. ”

"I've been on the fourth floor last year and you're already behind, haha. ”

"If you have the ability to be higher than me, I'll go first. ”

Everyone rushed to the inside of the tower, and no one was far behind, rushing up the steps.

At the beginning, the first and second floors were still full of chaotic scolding, and everyone pushed and hurled insults at each other, because the contradictions and conflicts formed by huddled together were about to erupt.

It has been a lot quieter since the third floor, and only about a quarter of the people who can climb the third floor, although the tower is more and more crowded the higher it goes, but it is still more than enough for them to hold, everyone finds a place to stand quietly, or sit cross-legged, the trial here is a test of their hearts.

And those who can climb to the fourth layer are even less, and only about one-sixth can reach the fourth layer, this part of the people is already considered to be a middle-class qualification, like Huai Xingchen, who can climb to the eighth layer in one fell swoop, can be said to be a genius qualification that comes out once in a thousand years.

Qin Ming stepped into the space of the first layer, and felt a strange energy coming towards him, as if it was specifically aimed at the divine sense, Qin Ming didn't make any movement at all, and the stabbing attack disappeared into invisibility.

On the steps leading to the second floor, everyone was still huddled together, Qin Ming turned into a puff of green smoke, swept over their heads, and in the blink of an eye, they had reached the second floor.

Qin Ming couldn't help but be a little complacent, and some wanted to scold his mother, if he had this kind of ability when he entered the Valley of Death, how could he escape so embarrassed?

This ability to incarnate Qingfeng was realized by him when he was cultivating with the Sycamore Divine Tree, and he participated in the exercises of incarnating all things in the Yuan Shi Sutra.

He reached the second level, and as soon as he stood firm, a surge of power came, a little stronger than before, but it still didn't affect him in the slightest.

Then he stepped towards the third floor, and when he reached this floor, the familiar faces he saw gradually became fewer, but there were still a few, and King Kong was on this floor, sitting cross-legged, with his eyes closed, and a large drop of sweat on his forehead, it seemed that he couldn't hold out for long.

Qin Ming closed his eyes, and suddenly thousands of troops appeared in front of him, and when he reached the third layer, the ensuing attack finally had a chance to appear in Qin Ming's spirit.

He conjured himself in the spiritual world, drew his sword and rushed towards the thousands of horses that rushed towards him, and his heart was not afraid.

"Brothers, go on, kill him!"

The general who took the lead swung his sword and commanded his soldiers and horses to kill Qin Ming, but he dodged again and again, and the enemy couldn't even touch the corners of his clothes.

Chop, kill!

He swung a sword and killed him in the hand, and soon his face and body were covered with blood, and he was slashed until he was almost exhausted, but the enemy still rushed up as if he were dying, and he could not cut it endlessly.

I'm so tired!

Qin Ming didn't know how many times he waved his arm, in short, he was about to be unable to lift it, and the exhaustion on his body made him almost unsteady on his feet.

Although no one on the other side can touch him, he will be exhausted sooner or later if he keeps killing and cutting all the time so numbly!

With it, Qin Ming's eyes lit up.