The six-pointed star array under Song Zijun's feet lit up, and the fourteen blood beads hummed softly.

Shout!

These blood beads flew towards Song Zijun together, and the sound was extremely harsh!

Song Zijun looked at these blood beads, his body moved, and a series of afterimages appeared.

These afterimages are layered on top of each other, and Song Zijun's body is shrouded in afterimages, his feet are separated, and the big horse golden knife stands on top of the big array, he doesn't move a step, just dodges in place.

All the blood beads were easily dodged by Song Zijun.

"Subtle in detail!"

Jingzhou Gongzi Party, seeing Song Zijun's style, couldn't help but cheer!

"Entering the subtle-level body method, under the fame of Zijun Gongzi, how can it not dodge the fourteenth-level difficulty of the Cold Iron Blood Bead Great Array, don't be too easy. ”

And they could all see that Song Zijun's speed was faster, much faster than the previous Black Sand.

The speed is far beyond the black sand, and the skills are even more than Yiyun, Song Zijun can be described as perfect.

And with the double blessing of skill and speed, Song Zijun was in the great array of cold iron and blood beads, and his movements were as light as flowing water.

The sons of Jingzhou, when they saw Song Zijun's style, they all had a feeling of looking forward to the ocean and sighing.

There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, originally Jichang was already very powerful, but compared to Song Zijun, it was too far behind.

"Plus one level of difficulty!"

The fourteenth level of difficulty, for Song Zijun, seems to be just a warm-up, after adapting to the cold iron blood bead array,

Song Zijun soon asked for the fifteenth level of difficulty.

And this difficulty failed to stump Song Zijun.

The fifteenth level of difficulty is not trivial. The fast-flying beads of cold iron and blood set off a small whirlwind in the air.

Under tremendous pressure. Song Zijun finally moved his steps, even Song Zijun. It is also impossible to dodge all the cold iron blood beads on the spot on the fifteenth difficulty.

Song Zijun's steps are very particular, and every step he takes, the distance of his steps will not exceed half a foot.

Such a short step is about the same length as a toddler's baby, and at Song Zijun's feet, such steps are connected together, so that people can't see where his feet land at all.

"It's the Song family's body method of mastery - half a foot step. ”

A Jingzhou prince said that the advantages of the Jingzhou family. Not only in resources, but also in inheritance, this half-foot step of the body method is the secret of the Song family.

Those big families who have been in the world for a long time have more or less some heirlooms and mastery of the town, and this is where their heritage lies.

"One more level!"

Song Zijun in the formation said.

Add it and add it again, and it's level 16 difficulty!

Whether it is the son of Jingzhou or the son of the Great Wilderness, look at Song Zijun at this time. There is only the word admiration left in my heart.

The young master in charge of the array took a deep breath and pressed the sixteenth spar!

"Buzz!"

The cold iron blood beads roared, and the sharp air explosion shook people's ear drums, and the lines of fire were numb. It's a fire net!

This time, Song Zijun finally felt the pressure.

His movements, though still gorgeous. But slowly, it is difficult to maintain harmony anymore.

Half-foot steps as a Song family mastery. Song Zijun couldn't fully grasp it, and at his current level, he was extremely reluctant. This is a great drain on his mental power and vitality.

"Approaching the micro level, close to the small ...... The speed is very fast, and the half-foot step cultivation is between beginner and Xiaocheng, and in terms of Song Zijun's age, he can indeed be regarded as a talent in Jingzhou. ”

Yan Menglong gave an accurate evaluation.

And at this time, Song Zijun also reached the limit.

He withdrew from the big formation, and in the end, Song Zijun held on to a stick of incense in the sixteenth-level difficulty.

As for the seventeenth level difficulty, he didn't challenge it, between the seventeenth level difficulty and the sixteenth level difficulty, there was a qualitative change, for the Purple Blood Realm martial artists, even those who were quite accomplished in the subtle level body technique, they didn't dare to try it easily.

After Song Zijun stepped down, there was silence on the school field.

The demeanor displayed by the young talents at the micro level made the blood of the soldiers surge.

Especially the sons of Jingzhou, their faces are red one by one, Song Zijun is simply their idol, and their momentum that was sluggish because of Yi Yun has risen to the extreme again.

This is the essence of the Jingzhou family, they are also the children of the Jingzhou family, their hearts are full of pride and pride, they will definitely be able to achieve such achievements in the future!

After Song Zijun, it is Yi Yun!

The eyes of everyone in the army had already condensed on Yi Yun at this time.

Sixteen levels of difficulty, a stick of incense time! The pressure brought by this result is too great.

You must know that when Yi Yun compared with Jichang Gongzi before, the fourteenth level difficulty seemed to be almost the limit.

Yi Yun adjusted his breathing to allow the vitality flowing in his body to reach the best state.

"It's your turn. ”

When Song Zijun came down, he was passing by Yi Yun, his eyes looked at Yi Yun, and a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth.

Yi Yun glanced at Song Zijun calmly and nodded, his eyes were very clear, like starry eyes in the night sky, and there was a sharp edge in the calm.

The eyes of the two collided in the void, as if there was the sound of a sword clash.

"Is Yi Yun still ready to go on the field and struggle? ”

"If it weren't for the accident of Prince Jichang just now and the interruption of the formation, Yi Yun would probably have lost miserably at the fourteenth level difficulty...... Now that Zijun Gongzi has completed the sixteenth level of difficulty, Yi Yun has gone up and continued to play his fourteenth level, is it interesting?"

Jingzhou Gongzi had a gloating look on his face.

In their opinion, Song Zijun has won steadily, the gap is clear, and Yi Yun's entry into the field is simply a helpless move to save face.

The people in the Great Wilderness didn't speak, but their eyes looking at Yi Yun couldn't help but be a lot nervous.

As for Yan Menglong, he rubbed the stubble on his chin with one hand, his eyes flickered, and he looked at Yi Yun with interest, as if he was looking at something interesting.

Yi Yun's body was pulled out, like an arrow shot out, and he had already appeared in the Great Array of Cold Iron Blood Beads in an instant, and he said to the prince of Jingzhou, who was in charge of the formation, "Fourteenth level difficulty!"

"It's level fourteen again, no creativity, this is already his limit, if he has the courage, he will be level fifteen in a while. ”

"Hey, you want to see Yi Yun deflated, don't worry, you don't need to be fifteenth, he will also be hit by cold iron blood beads at fourteenth level. ”

The sons of Jingzhou had an expression of waiting to watch the play, what they wanted to see now was not Yi Yun's performance, but Yi Yun was hit by cold iron blood beads, was seriously injured and vomited blood, and then stayed in bed for ten days and half a month.

Whew――

A large array of rays of light shone brightly, blood light soared into the sky, and fourteen cold iron blood beads let out a fierce roar, interweaving a tricky arc in the void, and slamming towards Yi Yun.

Yi Yun was already very familiar with the fourteenth level difficulty, but he still had to start here, he had to continue the feeling he had just now when his physical strength was absolutely abundant, his breath was calm, and he closed his eyes.

Feel the attack with "potential" and keep getting closer to the limit to be able to tap your maximum potential.

At this moment, Yi Yun's spirit was concentrated to the extreme, as if this piece of heaven and earth had fallen silent, only he was left, and there was a strong wind around his body, which was the trajectory brought out by the cold iron blood beads piercing the air!

These trajectories became clear in his mind one by one.

Yi Yun moved, and blood beads passed past Yi Yun.

Every time he dodged a bead of ice and blood in the past, Yi Yun dodged to the limit and thrilling. Several times he could feel the pain of the wind cutting his skin, rubbing the plush, as if it was about to explode his flesh at any moment, and provoked him goosebumps.

When the children of the Great Wilderness saw this scene, their hearts were suspended, Yi Yun's level 14 difficulty was still so reluctant, if he continued like this, he would probably be injured.

Yi Yun's breath was heavy, and he adjusted the weight of the quicksilver shirt to keep himself in a state of being on the verge of the limit, and in this state, his physical strength was consumed quickly.

Beads of sweat slipped down Yi Yun's forehead.

Time, minute by minute.

Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed, and the Jingzhou Gongzi Party waited until their necks were sore, and they waited to see Yi Yun being beaten by blood beads.

However, every time it looks, Yi Yun is about to be hit by the cold iron blood bead in the next moment, however, he can always dodge it at the last moment.

I don't know how many times this has happened, so much so that Yi Yun has slowly been playing for a quarter of an hour in the fourteenth difficulty!

Next, two quarters of an hour......

The Jingzhou Gongzi Party was dumbfounded.

Make no mistake!

"Hey, you're challenging the fifteenth level difficulty!"

Jingzhou Gongzi party, I have to admit that Yi Yun can play the fourteenth level difficulty, but you can play it without it, is this going to play for an hour?

They could only hope that Yi Yun's physical strength had decreased, and he couldn't support it slowly.

But at this time, they saw a streamer flashing, and Yi Yun seemed to have taken something and threw it into his mouth between the lightning and flint.

Beast relics?

The sons of Jingzhou were stunned.

"Eat bone relics, and bring those who eat bone relics?"

Yi Yun is not a god either, although he has Amethyst to absorb the vitality of heaven and earth to replenish his energy, but the quicksilver shirt is too heavy, and he has been pushing himself to the limit, and his physical consumption is also extremely large, and he needs to replenish energy.

"Isn't that a lie!"

A young master protested, but after thinking about it, it seems that he didn't say it before, and it is not allowed to eat bone relics halfway.

"Damn, if he continues to play like this, he won't talk about playing for an hour, he may ...... until dinner."

The sons of Jingzhou were speechless.

However, Yi Yun turned a deaf ear to the discussions of the people around him, and he was completely immersed in his own world.

He felt that he could perfectly control every inch of his body, complete every subtle movement with precision, he felt the weight of the flowing silver shirt pressing down on his body like a boulder, and every step he moved, he had to consume a lot of physical strength, and at the same time, he had to expend energy to calculate the trajectory of the cold iron blood beads.

In such a state, Yi Yun can be described as physically and mentally exhausted.

But in the midst of exhaustion, there is a different kind of pleasure that spreads in the heart.

"Detailed...... Detailed...... Is this the higher realm of subtlety......"

Immersed in the pain and pleasure of the limit, Yi Yun became more and more proficient in the control of the trajectory of the cold iron blood beads around him. (To be continued.) )