But the first level is okay, far from his endurance.

Second level, upper.

Level 3, Upper.

……

Until the eighth level, Nangong Liuyun's pace finally slowed down.

The repulsive force here is overwhelming, like a raging wave, almost overwhelming people.

Nangong Liuyun's forehead, which was as smooth as jade, appeared a layer of fine beads of sweat.

He paused, his footsteps slowly stretched out, and then he stepped steadily onto the ninth level.

Standing on the ninth step, Nangong Liuyun clearly felt that the repulsive force here was twice as high as that of the eighth step.

After standing for only a moment, the fine beads of sweat on Nangong Liuyun's forehead condensed into large beads, dripping down. His chest and back were soon drenched with sweat.

Nangong Liuyun gasped a few times, took a deep breath, and condensed all the spiritual power on the soles of his feet.

However, he found that the powerful repulsive force, as heavy as the Tianshan Mountain, almost pressed his whole person, and the foot seemed to be glued to the ground, and it took great effort to lift it up no more than an inch high.

Seeing Nangong Liuyun raise his feet and put them down, under the battle stage, everyone's eyes suddenly froze.

Su Luo's fists were clenched, and he muttered in a low voice: "These difficulties are just paper tigers for you, Nangong Liuyun, you can do it." ”

Zi Yan felt a little more nervous in her heart, she didn't dare to increase Su Luo's mental pressure, so she pulled Beichen Ying and said urgently: "Third Senior Brother seems to be ...... It's struggling. ”

Beichen Ying's eyes were firmly fixed on Nangong Liuyun, and fine beads of sweat were rising on his forehead nervously.

He nodded solemnly: "It's okay, it's definitely okay, since I was a child, have you ever seen Nangong stumped by something?"

"But......" Before Ziyan could say anything, she was interrupted by Su Luo.

"No, but, he can definitely do it!" Su Luo's words were categorical and unmistakable.

Ziyan nodded, agreeing with Su Luo's words.

on the steps.

There is only one last step left.

Nangong Liuyun raised his feet and retracted it, and repeated this three times without success, but the sweat on his forehead rolled down like rain.

His gaze glanced slightly, and he saw the long incense that burned halfway, and his face was condensed, like condensed frost.

Nangong Liuyun took a deep breath, his head was completely empty, his whole body was as light as a feather, and his spiritual power was all condensed under his feet!

His body lacked the spiritual power of defense, and suddenly, the powerful repulsive force was like a raging wave, as if it crushed him. But Nangong Liuyun gritted his teeth, stepped hard, and stepped on it fiercely!

"Bang!" Although Nangong Liuyun was sweating like pulp and his body was exhausted to the extreme, he finally stepped on the battle platform.

"Wow! Third Senior Brother has succeeded, he has successfully stepped forward!" Ziyan shouted excitedly, waving her fists.

Beichen Ying nodded heavily: "It's me! He succeeded! Great!"

Su Luo finally showed a relieved smile on his face, and his smile was like a gorgeous summer flower, which was beautiful.

Soon, however, her smile froze at the corners of her mouth.

"What's going on?" Su Luo's body was as stiff as ice, and he couldn't speak.

Beichen Ying and Ziyan, who were still in strong excitement just now, glanced at each other, and hurriedly looked at Nangong Liuyun.

At this time, Nangong Liuyun was in a bad situation.

No, it's very, very bad.

I thought that stepping on the stage would mean victory, but no one expected that it would only mean the beginning.

"Oh my God!! what the hell is going on?How could the third senior brother be, how could it be......" Ziyan's eyes widened.