Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Last Mortal in the Ranks
Hearing Tang Hao's words, Tianshan Tong's eyes couldn't help but be stunned.
I have to say that for those worlds that have not yet built a world passage, if any of them is selected to enter the Supreme City, then this person must not be a simple person.
What's more, the characters who were selected to participate in the official student assessment of the Supreme Martial Arts Gym?
If you think about it this way, the sworn worship of Tang San and the others is indeed a great thing for each other.
The matter of worshipping the son was finalized in this way, and the people around him did not show much except for being surprised by this.
Although Ziyin Zhenren's flight speed is not fast, in fact, more people are still concentrating on this assessment.
For now, although the assessment seems simple, everyone seems to know very well that behind this simplicity, there must be unimaginable difficulties.
Time passed slowly, and after two hours, some people had begun to be unable to keep up with the pace, and then they were eliminated.
However, the few people who were eliminated were all ordinary people who had never had any cultivation experience and did not possess any special abilities, so no one had any concern about the elimination of those people.
Half a day passed, and people like Dong Zhuo also began to reveal strong exhaustion.
It's true that the speed of running is not fast, but it can't stand running for half a day, right?
Dong Zhuo felt that if he hadn't entered the Supreme City last time and successfully entered the threshold of a martial artist with the help of the pill in the Starfall Pill Medicine Workshop, he was afraid that he would not have been able to hold on for a long time.
"How long is this going to go?" Dong Zhuo said with a bitter face.
Shouldn't he be the one favored by God?
But why, every time he entered the Supreme City, Dong Zhuo felt that he was clearly just here to be an audience.
That's right, the audience.
Entering the Supreme City twice in a row, he seems to have come to witness the success of others, and the real great benefit doesn't seem to have much to do with him Dong Taishi.
"Dead fat pig, isn't that okay?" When Tianshan Tong's grandmother heard Dong Zhuo's voice, she couldn't help but look at her with a mocking expression.
"It's really not as good as grandma, the small one is really too fast to hold on." Dong Zhuo wiped the sweat from his face and responded with a particularly greasy look.
"But, grandma, your little henchman seems to be a little unable to hold on."
Little follower......
Hearing this, Tianshan Tong's gaze couldn't help but suddenly, and her gaze immediately fell on Li Yunlong behind her.
Although with the help of Tianshan Tong's grandmother last time, Li Yunlong was lucky enough to become a martial artist, but it was only a beginner's threshold, and it was almost not much different from Dong Zhuo.
Such Li Yunlong, after running for half a day, is indeed like Dong Zhuo, and he can't hold on a little.
"Grandma, don't listen to that dead fat pig's nonsense, I can still hold on." Seeing Tianshan Tong's grandmother turn around, Li Yunlong gritted his teeth and insisted.
Isn't it just a half-day run?
Li Yunlong said that if it was him before, he would definitely not be able to hold on, but now he can barely hold on.
Having said that, I have to say that the running of the assessment does not look like a march after all, and when you can't run, you can take a breath a little.
It's a pity that Ziyin Zhenren doesn't care whether they are tired or not, and they haven't stopped for a moment after half a day, and Li Yunlong is also very helpless about it.
If he could take a breath from time to time, he felt that he would have no problem running all day.
"Don't hold on, if you can't do it, give up." Tianshan Tong's grandmother couldn't help but say: "Don't worry, in the future in the Supreme City, there will be a grandma covering you, even if you are eliminated, you are not someone who dares to bully." ”
Hearing this, Li Yunlong was moved in his heart, and Xiao Yan and the others next to him couldn't help but show envy.
Wouldn't it be nice if there was someone who could say such things to them?
Although Tianshan Tong's grandmother is not a big guy, the feeling of being covered by someone is still very cool after all.
"Uncle, I'm afraid this assessment is not just a simple marathon, according to this momentum, it is completely the rhythm of running to the dead, if you really can't hold on, just give up." Xiao Yan said suddenly.
Although he has been running for half a day, he really feels that this may be just the beginning of the assessment.
It's hard to imagine how long they will have to run and what kind of tests they will face.
"Thank you, as soon as I feel like I can't hold on, I'll give up." Li Yunlong responded.
Although it is indeed a pity to be eliminated, there is no way to do it.
An hour has passed, and people like Li Yunlong and Dong Zhuo, who have just entered the threshold of martial artists, have been eliminated, and the number of people running behind Ziyin Zhenren is getting smaller and smaller.
Another hour passed, and even Teng Qingshan, Tang San and the others began to feel tired.
"How long are we going to run?" Xiao Xun'er couldn't help but say with a face full of fragrant sweat: "Brother Xiao Yan, we've been running for almost six hours, right?" ”
Xiao Yan nodded slightly, indicating that he was very uncomfortable.
Running for six hours in one breath, he couldn't even stop to rest for even a moment, and he felt that even if his body could resist it, he felt an inexplicable anxiety and discomfort in his heart.
Nearly six hours, that's nearly twelve hours, who can stand this special meow, who doesn't feel uncomfortable?
"Oh no, someone passed out." A voice suddenly sounded at this time, and everyone couldn't help but look sideways.
Immediately afterwards, everyone had already seen Ziyin Zhenren suddenly return to his normal appearance and stopped.
Seeing that Ziyin Zhenren stopped, everyone couldn't help but stop in a hurry, and while resting, their attention fell on the person who fainted.
The man who fainted was a man who looked to be in his thirties, dressed very modestly.
At this moment, the man's clothes and pants were already wet with sweat, as if he had been soaked in water.
Not only that, but everyone was even more shocked to find that the man's lips had long been dry and cracked, and blood had seeped out at the moment, which showed how serious the man's body had been dehydrated after running for a long time.
He ...... It turned out to be just a mortal. Someone suddenly exclaimed, and the sound revealed an unimaginable shock.
That's right, this man is just a mortal, a mortal who hasn't even stepped into the threshold of cultivation.
After realizing this, the people around couldn't help but show horror.
At a speed of more than 20 kilometers per hour, without even a moment of rest on the way, running for more than ten hours, is this really something that a mortal can do?
To be able to run here, how terrible must be the perseverance of this mortal?
Don't you see that even the guys like Li Yunlong and Dong Zhuo who have just stepped into the threshold of martial artists have been eliminated?