The system takes me to pretend

At the 7 steps, Mo Yaoshao knelt on the ground, and the sweat kept falling, wetting the ground.

He stared fixedly at the figure of Su Hao in front of him, gritted his teeth, and a strong sense of aggrieved came to his heart, as if he had been slapped hard.

Hot!

Sting!

Even though no one was around to witness this scene, he still felt extremely ashamed.

That is a sense of shame and humiliation caused by being surpassed!
As a genius, he was surpassed twice in a row by an unknown person.

What humiliation is this?
What kind of slap in the face?
"Damn it, you won the first place in the first round, how can you show off in the second round of assessment?!" Mo Yaoshao gritted his teeth fiercely, and suddenly urged his cultivation base, and raised his foot to step up.

His eyes were bloodshot, and the coercion around him made him breathless, but it couldn't stop his determination to step forward.

He wants to regain the first place!
He must hold that honor firmly in his palm, and anyone who touches it will have to pay the price!

Ahead, Su Hao's forehead was already covered with fine sweat.

With a physical body of the first level of refined steel and a cultivation base of the first stage of high-level transformation, he has not reached six hundred steps, and the pressure of martial arts is no different from drizzle to him.

From six hundred to seven hundred, this coercion began to become prominent.

If he insisted on making a metaphor, that is, the pressure on him is equivalent to carrying a bicycle on the steps below [-].

And six hundred to seven hundred, the coercion on his body is equivalent to carrying a motorcycle.

As for more than [-], this is equivalent to walking with a car on its shoulders.

In other words, the coercion at more than 700 steps has exceeded his strength, and he can no longer easily cross the steps as before.

However, to say that the crossing was very difficult, it would not be too much.

During this period, he didn't use the space ring. Unless he reached his limit, once he used the space ring, he wouldn't be able to temper his body.

"Climb up dozens of steps, and then do some primitive exercises at the position of [-] steps. With the help of this coercion, I think I can make my body step into one-fifth of the second layer of refined steel. "Su Hao muttered to himself, wiped the sweat from his brow slightly, and then continued to move forward.

7Thirty steps...

7 fifty steps...

7 eighty steps...

Compared with before, Su Hao's speed is not very fast, even a lot slower.

But he didn't know that there was an uproar outside Martial Dao Mountain.

At the level of seven hundred, the coercion has reached an astonishing level. Even Tianjiao has to spend a lot of effort to move once.

But Su Hao is completely different. Even though the climbing speed has become lower, at the [-] steps, the speed is still unimaginable.

"It's too scary. After this guy surpassed the No.1 light spot, he kept rushing upwards." A 17-level Yaolong member covered his mouth with a horrified expression.

An accomplice next to him nodded, and echoed in shock: "Not only that, you can see that he dropped the second spot of light by fifty or sixty steps. In comparison, it can be seen that his physical endurance has reached the peak level. "

During the conversation between the two, the other spectators also gasped in agreement.

"Who is he? Don't bully you?"

"I think it's Su Baigao. After all, in the first round of assessment, he surpassed Mo Haoshao!"

"Could it be Amnesty Xixi? His physical strength is also very high!"

………………

On the high platform, Lu Yiling and the others were a little surprised when they saw the first light spot on the virtual screen.

By now, the first point of light stood on almost eight hundred steps.

The coercion of this place is equivalent to 800 times the force of gravity, at least the ancient warriors in the middle and late stage of transformation can bear it.

"This year, a good seed has emerged." Zhou Youyou, who was not very talkative, suddenly smiled.

The people who participated in the assessment this time were those with the highest strength who were in the early stage of high-level transformation, and did not reach the middle stage of transformation.

But in the early stage of ordinary high-level transformation, I am afraid that I will be unable to move forward after five or six hundred steps.

But today, there are two people who have surpassed seven hundred steps.

There are still a few light spots in the rear, which are also slowly moving upwards.

Overall, there were quite a few dark horses in this year's instructor assessment.

This is what he is looking forward to, and it is also what the Yaolong Organization of Jinling Province is looking forward to.

In a few words, Su Hao on Martial Dao Mountain has already passed eight to ten steps.

His steps began to struggle, and his speed dropped to the slowest. He struggled for several seconds before he could lift his feet and land on the steps.

Compared with the coercion at the [-] steps, the coercion at the [-] steps is no different from the pressure of a large truck, which is unspeakable.

"The assessment will be over in 2 minutes, and this result should be regarded as the first, there is no need to continue to climb up." Su Hao wiped off his sweat and took a deep breath: "Now, start practicing boxing. "

As he said that, he used his heart to move his Qi, trying to calm down and restrain himself to the bone.

He exerted his strength to be calm and calm, focused on one side, stood upright and comfortable, supported all sides, moved his qi like a nine-curved bead, and swayed the first four moves of the Aotian Qiquan one by one.

The heart-damaging fist blasted out, it was unparalleled in power, like thunder, soft yet firm, erratic.

The strong wind sounded one after another, like waves beating against rocks.

The punching force on the fist is complex, flickering, and ever-changing, as if it has all kinds of power.

During the back and forth, Su Hao's movements became more agile and light, free and easy, without feeling restrained at all.

There is a breeze blowing all around, and clouds and mist are carried by the wind from time to time.

Su Hao's eyes were fixed, and he regarded the clouds as his enemies. His shape was like a swan fighting a rabbit, and his spirit was like a cat catching a mouse. His punches were like flying snakes, and his lung-cutting punch passed through the clouds without any obstruction.

All the clouds and mist touched by the fist dissipated, and were directly eroded completely by the feminine force on it.

"call out!"

After one punch, Su Hao stretched his back to the tips of his palms, and his whole body was connected from top to bottom, with strength and softness intertwined.

With his footsteps out, his movements are as light as flying, as heavy as a thunderbolt, he bends his body to protect, throws a long shot and strikes far, and urges a shaker, as crisp as a whip.

When the Shenshen Fist was dropped, it danced airtightly, like a thread, seemingly as soft as cotton, but actually as hard as iron.

This fist, like a heavy-duty ship, was swinging in the river calmly and steadily, with both heaviness and soft bounce.

The volley swept over, and the power was so strong that one could feel it through the void.

It seems that with one punch, the air within a radius of [-] meters was gathered, and all the gas flow was solidified, completely frozen on the punch.

The cloud in the fist made it stand still for five seconds, unable to move.

………………

A bright red sunset swayed down like a disc.

The entire Wudao Mountain is bathed in the afterglow of the sun, and the gentle breeze blows slowly the fragrance of flowers and trees, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and feels that the sunset is infinitely better.

For the steps below, Mo Huai lowered his head and managed to climb up to the 7 or [-] steps by relying on his magic weapon.

He looked up into the sky, wanting to see how far he was from Su Hao.

But with just such a glance, his pupils shrank quietly.

At the 8th to ten steps, Su Hao waved his fist tirelessly. The setting sun fell on his fist, exuding golden light, like a river of red agate, shining brightly.

The dazzling fist light dazzled people, and it was impossible to keep staring at it.

While waving the boxing technique, the spiritual power between heaven and earth will also enter the body along with his breathing, continuously flow through the meridians, and circulate round after round to temper the body.

From the third perspective, Su Hao's punches were very slow, and even felt like he was stuck.

But if you observe carefully, you will find that in each move, there is a surging dark energy accumulated in the body.

With his footsteps out, his movements are as light as flying, as heavy as a thunderbolt, he bends his body to protect, throws a long shot and strikes far, and urges a shaker, as crisp as a whip.

When the fist falls, it seems to be very weak when it is not touching the object, but the energy is restrained, and when it meets the object, it is about to explode.

The strength of energy is accumulated and condensed on the muscles and bones under the skin, as if the flood is rising higher and higher in front of the dam.

"Drink!" Suddenly, Su Hao punched out, and the wind of the fist flew up.

The movements are clean and neat, like going down a mountain like a tiger, opening and closing, completely natural.

It was as if a dam had opened its gates and the flood was raging. The accumulated strength exploded at this moment, and the flowing clouds and flowing water were not obstructed at all. Anything that hindered the fist's progress was washed away like rotten branches in the raging flood.

"boom!"

With a punch, the air flow around him slowed down several times, as if it had dropped a notch.

At this moment, the setting sun shone on Su Hao's face, as if covering him with a thin layer of mist, which was extremely mysterious.

With him at the center, everything seems to cease to exist.

With the surrounding things as the center, he seems to no longer exist.

"Things...things and I forget the realm?" Mo Yaoshao stared at Su Hao, his eyes were full of horror, and his voice fell, trembling incomparably.

But the most important thing is that people are not themselves, and forget things while they are fixed.

Forget things and me...the supernatural state where the subject and the object are indistinguishable!
It's unbelievable that in his early twenties, he can actually enter the super god realm of forgetting both things and me?

"Damn it!" Young Master Mo's eyes were red, his fists were clenched tightly, and he felt an endless sense of frustration in his heart.

Relying on the magic weapon, he was still [-] steps away from Su Hao.

Forget it, Su Hao can still swing his fists at the eight hundred steps, what level has the opponent's physical body reached?

What's even more frightening is that under such circumstances, Su Hao can still enter the realm of forgetting both things and me.

This is the highest state when practicing martial arts, and only those who have gone through a lot of tempering and comprehend the unfathomable methods of cultivating the Tao can step into it.

Su Hao is young, in his twenties, and he can actually enter the realm of forgetting things and me. If it is spread, it may cause an uproar in the martial arts world.

Thinking of this, Mo Yaoshao's body trembled, his heart surged, and a sense of aggrieved and lost came together, making him let out an unwilling roar.

"I don't agree!"

"I don't agree!"