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Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-five...

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-six...

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven!

Andrea stood on the stone steps, desperately enduring it, invisible pressure pressing on her from all sides, as if this pressure had penetrated her skin and directly pressed her internal organs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The robe he was wearing had long been soaked with sweat and clinging tightly to his body. It's as if you've just been soaked in the water for half a day.

But there was no trace of confusion in Andrea's eyes, she persistently looked at the steps in front of her, and took another step!

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight!

This place has long exceeded her limit, but Angelina still gritted her teeth and persevered, her body began to click under the huge pressure as if it was wailing!

Two thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!

The huge pressure increased a little more, Andrea's body began to tremble violently, and she was about to be unable to bear it, and if she continued like this, her body would definitely collapse!

But height isn't enough...

Is this my limit?

How weak......

Andrea smiled self-deprecatingly

really

I am a "failure" ...

At the beginning, Raphael wanted to train himself to be a successor, but what Raphael didn't expect was that his talent for light magic was so poor that Raphael had to give up this idea.

Although Mr. Raphael's attitude towards himself is the same as before, there is no change, and he still cares about himself.

But Andrea, who is a careful girl, can feel that Teacher Raphael's expectations for her have gradually become disappointed.

Whenever she saw Teacher Raphael's expression of regret and loneliness, Andrea felt that it was all her fault!

I want to be the successor of Mr. Raphael, and I want to respond to Mr. Raphael's original expectations of himself!

In order to achieve this goal, he cultivated hard day and night, and put all of himself into it.

If you don't have enough talent, you can make up for it with hard work. If your comprehension is worse than others, you will spend ten times more time and sweat than others to cultivate!

Obviously, I firmly believe that as long as I continue to work hard, I will definitely become a qualified successor of Raphael's teacher...

It's supposed to be like this...

But

Why!

Trying to become the successor of Raphael's teacher is the meaning of his life, why should he be taken away by a stranger who suddenly appeared!

I'm not reconciled!

Andrea gritted her teeth, regardless of her body, which had reached the limit, and gave an order to her body with her own will!

One step further!

Three thousand steps!

"Poof!"

Even greater pressure was instantly used from all directions, and Andrea felt as if her body had been pierced by a huge pressure at this time, spurting out a mouthful of blood!

But when I vomited blood, the pressure around me was instantly much easier than before.

Broke through...

Andrea stood panting on the 3,000th step, even though she had just made a breakthrough, she didn't have the strength to go any further, and she didn't even have the strength to lift her legs.

That's it...

This is the highest place I can reach at the moment.

It's also my best result ever.

Andrea raised her head and looked up at the high temple, her heart full of helplessness and bitterness...

Three thousand steps!

That's how high I can reach as a "loser", so let me see how high you can climb!

"Are you alright? You're vomiting blood..."

Just as Andrea wanted to look back at Fang Xiao's location, a young man's voice suddenly came from beside her.

As soon as Andrea turned her head, she saw that extremely nasty face.

"Poof!"

Andrea spat out another mouthful of blood...

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Fang Xiao was still walking slowly and leisurely on the steps, and suddenly found that the neurotic girl who was interested in him just now was standing in front of her, motionless.

I was thinking that in order to avoid some unnecessary trouble, I would stay away from her, but just as I wanted to go around to the side, I saw the girl take a step forward, and then with a whoop, she spit out a mouthful of blood...

Fang Xiao was moved!

This girl is pursuing herself with her life!

What to do? It's the first time I've encountered this kind of thing...

This love is too heavy!

Although I admire this girl from the bottom of my heart, but...

Ay...

Fang Xiao stepped forward quickly, walked to Andrea's side, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?" You're vomiting blood..."

After asking, I saw Andrea turn her face, look at herself in great surprise, and then spit out another mouthful of blood.

Looking at Andrea's somewhat pale face at this time, Fang Xiao felt a little reluctant in his heart.

No way! I can't run away anymore!

I can't let her hurt herself for me anymore!

I should have made it clear

You have to seriously refuse her!

"I'm sorry..."In order to express his apology, Fang Xiao tried his best to make his expression look sad, and said in a deep voice:

"I know you like me, I know what you want, and I know that you're a good person... But! I already have someone I like, I can't accept your feelings... You're a good person, I'm sure you'll find something better than me in the future, forget about me..."

"Poof!"

The third bite...

Fang Xiao watched Andrea's face turn red, and spit out a mouthful of blood again!

Then she wiped the corners of her mouth with her white cuffs, raised her head, and glared at Fang Xiao fiercely.

If the angry gaze could really spew fire, then it is estimated that Fang Xiao would have been burned to the point that there was no slag left...

"Get out!"

Andrea didn't know where she got the strength, and roared at Fang Xiao, and her voice traveled far away...

After scolding, Andrea turned around and walked towards the bottom of the holy stone steps...

Looking at the somewhat tired and depressed figure, Fang Xiao could only sigh helplessly...

Do you hate because of love?

I'm such a sinful man...

Fang Xiao hummed the song again and stepped onto the ladder of progress.

But what Fang Xiao didn't know was that his face was reflected in many crystal balls and magic mirrors at this time.

In the Holy City, there are many pairs of eyes staring at themselves, watching their every move!

A young man in a black deacon's robe, leaning on a luxurious seat, shaking the glass of wine in the cup with one hand and holding his chin in the other, was looking at the image in the mirror with great interest;

A young girl in a black deacon uniform was lying on a huge piece of copy, and then raised her head expressionlessly, glanced at the crystal ball on the table, and then lowered her head expressionlessly;

A young man in blue armor was smiling at the image in the mirror, polishing the thin sword in his hand;

A shirtless boy in blue pants is trying to wield the twin swords in his hands, sweating profusely, completely oblivious to the image in the mirror behind him;

A young girl in a yellow mage's robe was singing happily in the hall, and the reflection reflected in the crystal ball did not affect her emotions in the slightest, as if it had nothing to do with her;

A young man in a yellow mage's robe sat in front of a crystal ball and fell asleep peacefully;

"Cut! Sure enough, I'm still the most handsome! A young man in silver armor, after carefully examining Fang Xiao in the mirror, once again consolidated his position;

"How the hell is this thing used?" A young man in silver armor fiddled with the mirror in front of him with a distressed expression, and there was no picture in the mirror;

"Humph!" A young girl in a red mage's robe looked at the image in her glasses, and then turned away, not paying attention;

"Bloodline—" A young man in a red mage's robe looked carefully at the crystal ball on the table. Eyes narrowed slightly;

Hoover stood at the bottom of the Holy Steps, looking expectantly at the figure that had reached the fourth thousandth floor and still looked relaxed;

A group of old men in the council hall were happily betting.

Everyone wants to see how many layers this combination of the Son of Light and the Blood Clan, the successor that the Raphael Pope has been looking for for twenty years, can climb!

Three hours later.......

Fang Xiao stood on the 10,000th step of the Holy Stone Stairs at a loss....

Standing in that place that only the Pope's crown can reach...

Looking at the temple in front of him, he turned around and looked at the 10,000 steps behind him...

Fang Xiao looked dazed...

Ay?

Didn't you say that good stress will stop people?

Why didn't you feel it?