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"Welcome to Cangzhou Dabi, today's competition, will reveal the final ranking, let's wait and see. ”

In the ring, the referee and host was talking loudly, mobilizing the mood of the countless monks below at once.

"Next, please Lord Castle!"

With the referee's words, Yu Qingshan fell from the red carpet and landed steadily in the ring.

"Guys, today's race is different from previous years. The location of this competition is in the space where the "Secret Sword Treasure Book" is stored!" As he spoke, Yu Qingshan waved his hand casually, and a light door appeared in the ring.

"Through this light door, you can enter the storage place of the Secret Sword Treasure Book, that place, I call it the Heavenly Ladder, what is inside it, you can understand it yourself!" Yu Qingshan said heavily.

"So, are you ready?"

In the audience, the thirteen finalists nodded in unison, their eyes full of determination and longing.

"Get started!" Yu Qingshan waved his hand, and the light gate suddenly brightened, and in the middle of the light gate, wonderful spatial fluctuations continued to flash, which was very magical.

"Whoosh-"

As soon as the words fell, thirteen figures rose from the ground, like lightning bolts, shooting towards the light gate.

In the blink of an eye, all thirteen figures threw themselves into the light gate and disappeared.

Seeing this, Yu Qingshan waved his hand again, only to see that a huge mirror suddenly appeared next to the light gate, and on the mirror, clear images were revealed.

These images are the previous thirteen contestants.

It was a huge palace, and the stairs continued to extend upwards, and it was faintly visible, and at the end of the steps, there was a cyan light shining brightly.

"That's the Secret Sword Treasure Book, right?" everyone's hearts moved, and their eyes flashed with strong longing.

Chen Feng pulled Meng Qiuling's sleeve and explained in a low voice: "Let's not move yet, there seems to be fraud on this step." ”

Meng Qiuling glanced at the steps suspiciously, and finally nodded.

"Quick, the Secret Sword Book is there, and only the top ten people can get it!"

I don't know who shouted, and the eight figures shot out with a "pout", trying to rush over the steps and get the glowing "Secret Sword Treasure Book".

Of course, Chen Feng and Meng Qiuling, as well as the three others, were also extremely calm, they looked at the eight people who rushed towards with mockery, and their eyes showed a bit of playfulness. These three people, one of them, is Zhang Chenfei.

"These idiots, if this ladder is so easy to climb, how can it be used as a venue for our competition?" said a monk disdainfully, this person was none other than the young master of the Feng family, one of the three great families.

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

"Bang-"

There was a loud bang and suddenly remembered, and everyone looked up, only to see that among the eight monks just now, four or five monks only rushed a few steps, as if they hit a wall of qi at the same time, and the whole person was bounced back and fell to the beginning of the stairs.

There were still a few people, who were still rushing upward, but it didn't take long for them to bounce back one by one and fall to the starting point.

"This staircase is evil!" the eight men cursed, but their footsteps moved forward again.

However, it didn't take long for these people to be bounced back again.

"It seems that it is not easy to climb this ladder. Chen Feng smiled at Meng Qiuling.

At this moment, Zhang Chenfei looked at Chen Feng provocatively, and his tone was not good: "Chen Feng, dare to compare with me?"

"Why don't you dare?" Chen Feng laughed, not weak in momentum.

"Okay, I'll wait for you on the ladder!"

Zhang Chenfei smiled cruelly and walked towards the ladder first.

Chen Feng was just about to take a step, but he felt his big hand being held with a touch of silkiness.

"Chen Feng ......," Meng Qiuling said.

"Huh?" Chen Feng turned back.

"Be careful!" Meng Qiuling's cheeks flushed, and she reminded in a low voice.

Chen Feng smiled, very happy in his smile: "Don't worry, you should be careful yourself." ”

After speaking, he quickly chased after Zhang Chenfei, and in the blink of an eye, he stood side by side with Zhang Chenfei.

"Let's go!"

As if there was a tacit understanding, the two shouted almost at the same time.

Then, the bodies of the two of them quickly rushed up towards the ladder.

"Tread—"

The two of them stepped on the first step of the ladder with their right feet together?

"Huh?"

The brows of the two of them furrowed at the same time, because, the moment their right foot stepped on the ladder, a strong resistance suddenly acted on them.

This resistance has no lethal effect, it is purely a blocking force, acting in front of the two, as if the purpose is to push the two out of the ladder.

However, the resistance of the first order was simply pediatric for the two of them, and it was almost effortless, and the two of them broke through the resistance in an instant, and rushed towards the top of the ladder at a rapid pace.

Soon, the position of the two had reached the highest point climbed by the previous group.

However, this is not the focus of the two, and the resistance here is still not any pressure for the two. Chen Feng and Zhang Chenfei turned into two afterimages and sprinted upwards side by side.

At the bottom of the ladder, those masters who hadn't yet moved finally couldn't help it.

They all hurried up the ladder.

Entering the ladder, they have understood that the rule of this final round should be to see who can go further on the ladder.

"As long as you are in the top ten, you will be able to access the 'Secret Sword Treasure Book', fight!"

Almost everyone has this belief and doesn't want to be the last three people to be eliminated.

All of a sudden, the competition on the ladder was unprecedentedly fierce.

Outside the ladder space, many monks looked at the giant mirror above the ring with admiration, and in the mirror, every move, word and deed of the thirteen players in the ladder was clearly reflected.

Among them, the eyes gathered the most, officially Chen Feng and Zhang Chenfei, the two players who went hand in hand.

On the red carpet, Zhang He's brows were tightly locked, and the picture staring at Chen Feng faintly revealed murderous intent.

The killing intent is very weak, but it is still noticed by a giant around him.

"Haha, Zhang He, it seems that your son has met an opponent. ”

This person is Feng Cheng, the head of the Feng family, and he is quite incompatible with Zhang He, so he will be sarcastic at every opportunity.

"Hmph, that mountain boy also deserves to fight with my child? It's just a shame!"

Zhang He said with a cold face.

"Yo, that's what I said, what are you so excited about? Could it be that you're really scared?"

"Hmph!" Zhang He didn't pay attention to it, but the killing intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger.

"This is Chen Feng?"

In a remote corner under the ring, a young man proudly looked at Chen Feng's image on the giant mirror and asked a person behind him.

This person, officially the youth on the cliff before.

"Young Master, this person is Chen Feng!" said the scary man behind him.

The corners of the young man's mouth hooked up disdainfully: "Chen Feng, it's just ...... like that"