Chapter 8: The Throne
Pan Shao looked at the throne and frowned slightly, because in this palace, only this throne could attract his attention. The throne was huge, and his almost two-meter body could easily sit down, or even a lot bigger.
After thinking about it, Pan Shao suddenly stepped forward, he was going to walk up the steps and walk towards the throne.
Lifting his feet and stepping, a very simple action, Pan Shao's face suddenly turned to the side, and then he flew backwards without warning, the speed was very fast, as if he was hit by some force, and fell heavily to the ground.
Not only that, Pan Shao's face turned from ruddy to pale in an instant, a trace of gold appeared at the corner of his mouth, which was extremely weird, and his eyes widened, looking ahead full of incredulity.
"How is that possible, what is that?" His head was nothing at the moment, blank, but Pan Shao was not an ordinary person, took a few deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, he sat cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, just now, almost made him seriously injured, the qi and blood in his body rolled like a tide, and he was almost about to spurt blood.
Pan Shao stared at the throne for a while, and suddenly understood something, the throne must not be easy to sit on, and the invisible power that appeared before may be the test of the third level.
Originally, he figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing, Pan Shao should be happy, but he shook his head again and again and smiled bitterly, the previous blow gave him too much shadow.
Pan Shao had never tried such a strong force, of course, it wasn't that that power was stronger than the power he had seen, just because he suddenly found that until now, he had not really fought with the Dazun master, for the power of the Dazun. He has seen all the power of the emperor, but he has only seen it, not really experienced it.
There is still a big difference between this, and the invisible force he is facing now, he believes that it is definitely not something that the Great Emperor or even a half-step master can have.
After pondering for a while, Pan Shao's face gradually became a little bloody, and he also stood up and walked forward. Slowly try to move forward to where you came. He stopped again, and soon Pan Shao's face swept a trace of determination, and his big foot moved one step forward.
Rumble!
As big as the tide overwhelmingly coming, Pan Shao was like a small boat in the monstrous waves at this time. It was toppled in an instant. The same hair as the first time. Fly out upside down.
The stubbornness in Pan Shao's heart also rose at this time, and after resting for dozens of breaths, he walked forward again. Again, without a big step, he moved his foot forward, and bang! The body involuntarily soared up and fell backwards.
Bang! The third time, Pan Shao was blown away again.
Bang! Bang! bang
The sound of Pan Shao falling to the ground echoed in the palace, and every few minutes, this sound always appeared very regularly, adding a bit of color to the empty palace.
Bang!
After falling to the ground for the twenty-third time, Pan Shao got up and did not walk forward, but looked up and laughed.
"Hahahaha, it's really stupid, why am I so stupid, I didn't react until the twenty-third time." Pan Shao laughed at himself and said a few words, and his face suddenly changed again, no sadness, no joy, no anger or anger.
Then a strange charm welled up on his body, he took a step forward, and the huge and incomparably powerful force surged, as cold and domineering as ever, but this time, Pan Shao only twisted a few times, and his body retreated a few meters, but he was not blown away.
"Whew" Pan Shaochang exhaled, knowing that his method was feasible, he quickly adjusted his breathing and walked forward again.
Whew
At this time, Pan Shao is very strange, his body is very straight, like a spear, but it gives people the feeling of a spring breeze blowing willows, as if swaying with the wind, erratic, but if you look closely, you can see that his feet are rooted and will never fall, every step he takes, the silent power will blast towards him, from the beginning of the quiet, to later, faintly visible wind wrinkles.
And what is even more frightening is that a transparent looming huge circle appeared around Pan Shao's body, and a complete arc was faintly visible in the middle of the circle, and the invisible but extremely violent power surged, the circle line turned gently, Pan Shao walked in the main hall, seemingly floating, but very steady.
Pan Shao had no thoughts in his heart at this time, and he even forgot all his information, and there was only one thought in his mind, ascending to the throne in front.
With this thought, Pan Shao's body moved forward with his instinctive instructions, so that his momentum was closer to ethereal, closer to a state that belonged to legend.
If there is a master here, he will be shocked when he sees this scene, Pan Shao walked forward, at the beginning, he was still a little staggering, like a toddler, twisting and turning, but after walking a few steps, he was like growing from a toddler to a teenager, walking very lightly.
Now, his steps have become steady, and every step is extremely powerful, as if stepping on a certain point, making people's hearts thump.
Finally, after Pan Shao walked more than ten meters, he stepped up a step, the first step. He had barely lifted his right foot, and had not yet stepped on the steps, when a force that was ten times more violent slammed into him.
Kick and stare at it! Pan Shao took three steps back, his eyes returned to clarity, he looked down at the steps, his black eyes suddenly flashed with a ray of luster, and a very light, very light, and comfortable aura appeared on his body, he raised his eyebrows, and chuckled, "I see." ”
This time, Pan Shao didn't even rest, he stepped forward easily, raised his foot and stepped on the first step, this foot stepped on it solidly, and the surging and vast power surged from the front, and he was about to fly from the soles of his feet.
"Humph!" Pan Shao snorted lightly, his face remained unchanged, still very breezy and light, visible to the naked eye, one by one, a circle appeared, dividing the invisible force into ten thousand pieces, and then attacking one by one, shattering.
The right foot was completely stepped on the first step, Pan Shao was not happy, and after standing firm, he raised his left foot and stepped on the second step. As soon as his feet touched, Pan Shao snorted, his body shook back involuntarily, and his right foot was even more crooked and about to move out of the steps.
Pan Shao's face remained the same, he shook his shoulders slightly, twisted gently, his whole body seemed to have drawn a pattern in the void, he was facing the throne again, only to hear a bang, and his left foot stepped on the second step.
Completing this step seems to be very easy, and there is not much shocking scene, but Pan Shao knows that at this time, he is like stepping on a wire rope at a height of thousands of miles, and there is no room for a little loss, otherwise he will inevitably be crushed.
"There are a total of nine steps, one is more powerful than the other, this second one already has the strength of the emperor, and the third one? The fourth? Pan Shao took advantage of the rest time to breathe a sigh of relief, but his brows were twisted together.
When this question appeared, Pan Shaoye only frowned, and then stretched out again, thinking of the things that appeared in his mind before, a sense of pride condensed in his chest, his huge body was suddenly filled with infinite power, and his flat eyes looked ahead, looking at the throne.
He said lightly, "I'm sitting on this chair!" (To be continued......)