"The Elder of the Liufeng Pavilion said that as long as you climb the mountainside, you are eligible to worship the sect of the Beicang Continent. 35xs, but what he said must be a third-rate sect, or a second-rate sect. ”

"If you want to worship a first-class sect, you must definitely climb to the top of the mountain!" Mo Fan's eyes flashed.

After adjusting his state, he left the stone pavilion and walked towards the top of the mountain.

Starting from the mountainside, Mo Fan's gravity multiples have reached a hundredfold.

And as the altitude of the climb increases, so does the gravity multiplier.

When Mo Fan came to the position of eighty zhang, the gravity he was subjected to had reached six hundred times!

Even if his physical body is extremely strong, it is a little unbearable at this time.

Mo Fan's skin, under the heavy pressure, appeared cracks. Tiny blood vessels burst open.

"Shhh

Mo Fan suddenly took a breath of cool air.

"How can it hurt so much!" Mo Fan's brows furrowed tightly.

Supposedly, a broken skin is not even a minor injury, and it does not hurt very much. But Mo Fan felt as if his flesh and blood had been torn apart.

He took another step forward, and the cracks on his skin instantly increased by several more.

Mo Fan felt that his body was about to be torn apart. The pain was so severe that he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

After several attempts, Mo Fan came to the conclusion that if he was injured on the Thousand Mountains, the pain would be expanded a hundredfold!

A small injury hurts like a cramp on the skin. If 35xs is seriously injured, it is very likely that the monk will faint directly from the pain.

"If you want to enter a first-class sect, it's really not that simple. ”

Mo Fan clenched his fist hard, raised his right foot, and continued to march towards the top of the mountain.

Every time he took a step, Mo Fan's teeth had to bite hard. You can see how much pain he endured.

Ten minutes later, Mo Fan came to the position of ninety zhang with difficulty. The gravity he has endured has reached 900 times.

Mo Fan's face was as pale as paper, bloodless.

Mo Fan has reached his limit. Under the weight of nine hundred times, his body became a blur of flesh and blood, and more than a dozen terrifying blood marks were cracked on his body.

Every blood stain, you can see the white bone stubble inside, which is terrifying!

The severe pain made Mo Fan's eyes dilute, and he was about to faint.

"Smack!"

Mo Fan used all his strength, waved his right hand towards the face, and slapped him hard. Fan yourself awake.

"I can't faint, once I pass out, the assessment will be over!" Mo Fan roared in his heart.

"I must worship the powerful sect and step on the peak of martial arts. 35xs Only by becoming strong can you protect your loved ones, friends, and loved ones. How can this pain stop me!"

Mo Fan's eyes were blood-red, and a trace of madness welled up on his face.

He gritted his teeth hard, and used the strength of his physical body and his own cultivation to the extreme. Desperately walking towards the top of the mountain.

Every time Mo Fan took a step, he let out a roar of pain.

It's not that he wants to scream, but the heart-rending pain that can't be borne by perseverance at all.

Mo Fan's roar resounded throughout the Thousand Mountains. Whether it is the contestants who are participating in the assessment, or the bigwigs sitting on the hanging stone platform. All eyes were focused on Mo Fan.

"Oh my God! this son is still climbing, can he reach the top of the mountain?"

"The top of the mountain is definitely impossible, no one has ever climbed the mountain since the 100 Islands assessment was held. However, his performance was enough to impress the second-rate sect. I just don't know if the first-class sect will accept him. ”

"In the first round of assessment and the second round of assessment, this son's performance was extremely good. In my opinion, he will definitely be able to worship the first-class sect!"

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Many bigwigs in the Beicang Continent are looking at them with interest. Obviously, Mo Fan's performance has been recognized by them.

One of them even came from the first layer of the suspended stone platform!

Mo Fan didn't know that at this time, his attention was on the top of the mountain. There was only one thought in his heart, and that was to climb to the top of the mountain!

Under the effect of this obsession, Mo Fanqiang took a breath and sold step by step at an extremely slow speed.

Although the progress was slow, he never stopped. Even if it hurts into the bone marrow and hurts like a cramp, it can't stop him from moving forward!

The distance of ten zhang can be walked by ordinary people in only three or five minutes. But Mo Fan took half an hour.

Finally, Mo Fan took the last step. His right foot stepped onto the top of the mountain. As long as he retracted his left foot, he completely climbed to the top of Senju Mountain!

"This son has really become, since the Hundred Islands assessment was held, the first assessor to clear Qianzhong Mountain!"

On the suspended stone platform, an elder of a third-rate sect said in shock.

The other elder on the side shook slightly, stroked his beard and said, "Not yet! The third assessment has just begun!"

When Mo Fan's right foot stepped on the top of the mountain. The heavens and the earth have changed.

The elders of the four first-class sects appeared on the top of Qianzhong Mountain at the same time.

The Elder of the Flowing Wind Pavilion walked up to Mo Fan, looked down at him condescendingly, and said indifferently, "You have two choices now. ”

"One, retract your right foot and complete this assessment. With your current results, even if you don't climb to the top of the mountain, it is enough to win the first place in this year's 100 Islands assessment. ”

"Two, take the four of us, one palm each. Rest assured, we're only going to give it one percent. If you can go next, you are eligible to set foot on the top of Senju Mountain. Of course, if you don't have a follow-up, you'll die!"

The words of the Elder of the Flowing Wind Pavilion made all the contestants take a breath of cool air.

Everyone would never have thought that Mo Fan had already stepped on the top of the mountain with one foot, and he would still face such a terrifying assessment.

The elders of the four first-class sects are all super powerhouses in the Human King Realm.

Although they only exerted one percent of their strength, it was not something that a Spirit Vein Realm cultivator could catch.

Moreover, they are still four people, each with a palm! Even if they are strong in the Martial Sect Realm, they can't resist.

What's more, Mo Fan has been seriously injured because of climbing a thousand mountains. There is no one in ten strengths. If you agree to this assessment, you will die!

In the eyes of everyone, the best thing to do at this time is to accept it when it is good. Select Retract Your Right Foot to complete the assessment.

After all, compared to worshipping a first-class sect. It's life that counts.

But after thinking about it for a moment, Mo Fan's eyes showed a look of determination.

"On the way to cultivation, only those with great perseverance and fearlessness can reach the top of the martial arts!"

"Chance and danger go hand in hand. If I retreat at this time, then I will most likely retreat again in the future when I encounter great opportunities and dangers. ”

"That way, I'll never be able to get to the top. So, I'll choose the second one! Take four seniors, one palm each!"