For the disciples of the family, the secret art of volleying void is not a legendary secret art that is difficult to touch, but it just depends on whether the individual has spent time to practice.

In the face of this sudden test, it is natural that a few families are happy and a few are worried, such as the one who just climbed to the clouds, and the white-faced boy who shook the folding fan, all of whom thought that he was the biggest beneficiary of this test.

And those wandering warriors who have no heels are naturally like ashes.

A few self-righteous ones seem to have "penetrated" this test.

It turns out that the king's ladder is not the way for ordinary people to reach the sky, and they still naively think it.

From the very beginning, there was no plot in this story.

When ideals are ruthlessly torn apart, ordinary people holding mottled reality will be depressed, and this feeling of hopelessness is worse than death.

But this kind of grief will not receive any sympathy, because from the beginning, they should not have gambled their fate on illusory luck.

Just imagine, how could a martial arts king in the world put a group of wandering warriors with ordinary qualifications and cultivated into a more ordinary one into the door wall.

What they covet is never an opportunity that belongs to them, just like young people who don't know the sky, always talk about being the first in the world, but they can't even avoid the evil neighbors in the village.

The white-faced son, who tore apart everyone's ideals, fell to the ground again, breathed quietly, and quietly waited for the news that the son of the Liu family had passed the test.

But at this time, it was more than half an hour, and the son of the Liu family, who was as light as a swallow just now, fell straight from the sky, and the attendants of the Liu family saw it and hurriedly went up to pick it up.

"Bang. ”

The nets were smashed in a circle.

'What's going on?'

The white-faced boy who was originally shaking the fan by the old god couldn't believe it, and hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Brother Liu, who are you?"

"Don't mention it!"

The unwilling Liu family prince pushed away the arm that came over to support him, and got up angrily: "This Heavenly Cloud Jie is not only ninety-nine steps, this son has climbed at least hundreds of steps, but he still can't see the end, and the spiritual power in his body is not good, so he fell down!"

The son of the Liu family had a burst temperament, his words were not restrained, and his anger was so loud that everyone around him heard it.

Some of the family warriors who originally thought that this test was aimed at whether they possessed secret arts, their faces suddenly changed drastically.

But those wandering warriors who didn't have much of a chance in the first place had a little joy on their faces.

When people are unlucky, the best comfort is never the rhetoric of the passers-by, but that they want to see the same unlucky eggs as themselves in the present.

They don't know the secret art of volleying void, so it's really unlucky that they can't go up the ladder and can't worship the king's door wall.

But these sons of the family have learned the secret art of volleying void, stepped on the ladder, and can't worship the king's door wall, aren't they even more unlucky?

Because from the perspective of bad luck, they have little chance, and they can only be regarded as little unlucky people if they can't choose, but the white-faced Liu Gongzi in front of him, and the white-faced boy next to him with a-like expression, are old unlucky people.

Anyway, I don't have a chance, look at these old unlucky happy and happy, it doesn't seem to be a loss.

The happiness of the low-level warriors is always so unpretentious and boring.

After giving up their unrealistic fantasies, they have let themselves go.

But there are always such people who are born to solve doubts and solve problems, and after hearing Liu Gongzi's complaints, they began to re-examine the cloud steps above their heads.

If the secret technique of volley void is not the key to ascending to the sky, then will this test have nothing to do with magic?

Many disciples of the family who were active in their minds thought of this, and their eyes couldn't stop rolling.

Thinking of the fact that before the establishment of the Dao Court, Chixia Mountain recruited a large number of craftsmen, and some disciples who had a flash of inspiration left directly from the ruins.

And the wisdom of man lies in the fact that as long as the first person leaves quietly, the second person can easily taste it.

All of a sudden, many of the sons of the family left the ruins, and many of them pretended to be angry, as if they were disappointed by the test.

But in fact, these sons of the family who left the ruins immediately mobilized their attendants and subordinates to find the well-known craftsmen who are now in Xiling City, and wanted to commission the creation of vehicles that can carry people.

For a time, many Xiling craftsmen received orders for giant paper kites or various human wingsuits.

On the second day, a boy dressed in an exaggerated vehicle came to the ruins for a second challenge.

Looking at this group of sons who flew into the sky with impermeable cloth wings, many people with slow brains also reacted and followed suit.

In less than half an hour, the craftsmen of Xiling became fragrant and sweet, and orders fell like snowflakes, so that the shortage of materials for building vehicles in the city was so severe that they had to be purchased from outside.

All the disciples were convinced that this was the best way to solve the problem, and naturally there was no shortage of great investment.

It's just that before this enthusiasm ignited the whole city, the first son of the family in a wingsuit fell back to the ground with a disgraced face.

"Fly, fly, and you can't see the ladder!"

Suddenly unloading the wings on the ground, the lively He family said dejectedly: "It seems that this road will not work." ”

Can't get through?

The money has been paid!

Many disciples of the family were so angry that their teeth itched, but there was nothing they could do.

There is a possibility of failure, but this seemingly best chance of success has failed, making them wonder if they can find a better solution.

Just when the low-pressure atmosphere surrounded everyone, the son of the He family, who had taken off his wingsuit, walked directly to a handsome but plainly dressed young man in the crowd.

When he got closer, he saluted politely: "May I ask my brother, can anyone pass this test bench until now?"

"Hui Gongzi. ”

This young man was the wind medium left in Xiling by Wushuang City, although he didn't know how the son of the He family recognized him, he still replied politely: "When this Ascending Cloud Stairs was first set up, there was a person who passed through the entrance wall, but there were few people at that time, so his reputation was not obvious. ”

As soon as these words came out, they instantly attracted the attention of everyone on the test field, and everyone gathered around.

"I don't know which Gaozu can pass the test so early, please give me a name, so that He can visit in the future. ”

The son of the He family held back the joy in his heart and respectfully asked.

Since ancient times, creation has been the most difficult, but as long as there is a pioneer, future generations can follow the path of the sages.

After the failed attempt at wingsuits, the young-minded man thought of a way to seek advice from the experienced, and this path was obviously more secure than his own foolishness.

The wind media of Wushuang City does not mean to hide their secrets, because the wind media is already drawing a list of ascending to the sky, and it will be erected outside the test field in the near future.

Moreover, the one who is now worshipping the wall of the king's door will definitely have a bright future in the future, and letting these disciples of the family hear the name is also the first step to establish prestige.

Thinking like this in his heart, the young wind media brother respectfully said the name of the first martial artist who passed the test: "Intercepting River City, Yang Fan." ”