Global high martial arts: I can copy talent

Ye Shuang didn't ask everyone to carry items to keep out the cold before. Many practitioners only wore a thin piece of clothing, and their condition was not much different from that of this young man.

"Haha, the god-making plan has started from the moment you get on the car. Don't think that being a candidate means you can participate in this plan without any cost. This heavy snow is the first test for you. Now I order all People are moving towards the north, and those who cannot persist will automatically lose their qualifications to participate in the god-making plan."

After leaving a word, Ye Shuang walked towards the faintly visible iceberg without looking back. The other cultivators looked at each other in blank dismay. They knew that they would come to such a cold place, so they had to bring some clothes.

"It's a good thing I'm wearing a battle suit!"

A young man shouted excitedly. Everyone looked at him and saw his body tightly wrapped in a black battle suit. This battle suit not only had amazing defense, but also had a very good thermal effect.

"I knew I was wearing a combat uniform."

Others couldn't help being envious.

Of the more than 30 cultivation geniuses, only four of them wore combat uniforms. The others felt that cultivation was not about fighting, and they did not expect to be in such extreme weather, so they did not wear combat uniforms.

The four practitioners in combat uniforms quickly followed Ye Shuang's pace, and the others could only grit their teeth and move forward.

They finally came to Beicheng, how can they just give up and give up, if this is passed back, wouldn't it become a joke.

"Fortunately, my realm is not low, otherwise I will be in bad luck."

Tan Yu didn't hesitate to spread his vitality to cover his skin to resist the severe cold, and Xie Ling didn't complain, and directly activated his vitality to protect his body. Although he didn't know why Ye Shuang asked them to do this, he must have other intentions.

Candidates for the God-making Project, the weakest among them are also elementary martial artists, so even in an environment of more than minus 70 degrees, they can persist a lot.

It's a pity that Ye Shuang didn't tell everyone where the final destination was. He just walked forward silently. The heavy snow dyed his hair white, and his body didn't have vitality protection.

The others had no choice but to follow behind Ye Shuang silently. If they knew the destination in advance, they might have already run away. This is much easier than walking step by step.

"Old Cao, how long do you think these guys can last?"

In the distance, Li Bei laughed.

"Although the weather is a bit extreme, as long as you keep mobilizing your vitality, you can effectively resist the severe cold. However, at this temperature, the vitality is depleted very quickly. In my opinion, the martial artist can last for two hours is already the limit .”

Li Bei guessed.

"Two hours? That's only half the distance."

Fang Hao shook his head when he heard what Li Bei said.

"It's really too difficult for a martial artist. Great martial artists can definitely reach the finish line, but half of the martial artists who can reach the finish line would be good."

Under the shroud of vitality, Li Bei was very clear about the internal conditions of these candidates, but it should be no problem for the four people in combat uniforms to reach the finish line.

"Chen Yang, what do you think the city lord is doing this for? Do you want me to teleport to the front and wait for them?"

Han Mengxi asked in a low voice.

"It's probably to exercise your willpower."

There is no trace of vitality on Chen Yang's body. He has the physical strength of the sixth-level realm, and this severe cold is not worth mentioning in his opinion.

"Exercising willpower?"

Han Mengxi has a little understanding.

"But aren't we here to practice? In this kind of weather, they can't go far, and their vitality will be exhausted. Could it be that they will be disqualified and let those martial saints take them back? This is a bit unfair, right? , after all, the vitality gap between great martial artists and martial artists is huge."

Han Mengxi was a little puzzled.

"Since it's training your mind, of course you won't use such a simple method. Maybe City Lord Ye has other means that he hasn't used. As for the problem of exhaustion of vitality in everyone's body after reaching the end, I think City Lord Ye will solve it. .”

After Chen Yang finished speaking, Ye Shuang turned to look at him with a smile on his face, as if praising Chen Yang for guessing his thoughts.

Sure enough, when the team slowly moved forward, Ye Shuang emitted several bursts of energy on all the great martial artists, and there were also those four people in combat uniforms.

"cough~"

Several great martial artists were overwhelmed by Ye Shuang's vitality. They were glad that they were stronger than others. Although the extreme weather caused them a little trouble, it was better than practitioners in the realm of martial arts. Too much.

Unexpectedly, not long after they woke up, they were treated equally.

Han Mengxi was chatting and laughing at first, but now she feels as if she is carrying a mountain on her back, and every step she takes, there is a big snow pit under her feet.

The only one who has no pressure is probably Chen Yang. His physical strength is beyond ordinary people. Even if he doesn't use vitality, he can be as light as a swallow. Big trouble.

"Since it is to exercise the will and state of mind, then I will also increase the difficulty for myself."

Chen Yang didn't want to waste such a good opportunity, a thousand times the gravity acted on him, his body suddenly sank, and the surrounding snow sank at the same time.

"what?"

He Jie felt the special talent in Chen Yang, and was a little surprised.

Others are thinking about how to make themselves more relaxed, but Chen Yang does the opposite and puts more pressure on herself. In her opinion, this is the attitude that a cultivator should have.

Fang Zhou is also among the ranks of many geniuses. As a great martial artist, although he has endured the pressure from Ye Shuang, he is not unable to bear it because he has prepared in advance.

He has been silently observing Chen Yang, and seeing that Chen Yang actually made it difficult for himself, his expression became a little ugly.

As the youngest great martial artist in Beicheng, he always felt that no one could surpass him, but after meeting Chen Yang, his world view was constantly shattered, and he, who was always proud, seemed to be worthless in any aspect in front of the other party.

"I will definitely surpass you!"

Because of Fang Hao, Fang Zhou knew something about the God-making plan.

If you are lucky, everyone has the possibility to soar into the sky, even breaking through to become a martial artist is not a dream.

Chen Yang didn't know what Fang Zhou was thinking. He silently looked at the endless white land in front of him, and his steps were heavy but steady.

Under such an extreme environment, Chen Yang's state of mind also changed slightly.

He has never seen such heavy snow in Yancheng all year round. This training made him feel a different breath, which is something he would never feel in normal practice.

A team of more than thirty people walked silently in the snow. As time passed, the vitality in some people's bodies had gradually bottomed out.

"City Master, how far is it... I can't bear it anymore..."

A girl in white casual clothes gritted her teeth and asked Ye Shuang in front of her.

This journey has consumed almost two hours, but the front is still a vast expanse of whiteness, and it seems that there will never be an end in sight.