Mortal Bones

Next, even if Ye Xuan killed him on the ring, no one would intervene. At most, they would give him some symbolic punishment afterwards.

"This is not fair, this is not fair!"

Zhao Linglong grabbed the railing with her hands, her pretty face turned red from suppressing her emotions.

Qing Xiao secretly sighed.

In my heart, there is no fairness in this world. If you are a heavenly spirit bone, you are destined to be superior to others from the time you are born. If you are just a mortal bone, then you are destined to become a small speck of dust in this world.

"Junior sister, let me leave for a moment."

After a few breaths of silence, Qingxiao patted Zhao Linglong on the shoulder.

"Second senior brother?"

"Senior Brother Qingxiao!"

Zhao Linglong and Zi Yan stood up.

Both of them guessed what Dugu Qingxiao wanted to do.

"If I don't do this, I will feel uneasy."

Qing Xiao glanced at the two of them, and then walked down from the seat resolutely.

Obviously, he was preparing to stop the sword questioning.

Seeing this scene, Jin Hezhi suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile that showed he had everything under control.

…

In the arena.

"Xu Taiping, are you willing to admit defeat?"

In the dead silence, the elder in gray clothes suddenly frowned and reminded Xu Taiping.

He naturally understood that Xu Taiping had been regarded as Ye Xuan's whetstone in front of him, but after watching Xu Taiping's entire competition at close range, he really couldn't bear to see this young man with great perseverance die.

Xu Taiping, who was tearing off the burned clothes bit by bit, felt a warm feeling in his heart after hearing these words.

As sharp as he is, he has naturally seen the fact that he has been regarded as an abandoned son by Qingxuan Sect.

Therefore, it is really rare that this elder can think about himself.

"Elder, you..."

"old man!"

Xu Taiping was about to reply, but was interrupted by Ye Xuan, whose eyes were red with anger.

"shut up!"

Then Ye Xuan gave the elder in gray a hard look.

"I am supervising the examination, this is my duty."

The gray-clothed elder looked at Ye Xuan coldly.

"Elder Qi, the sword quest is not over yet, please step back."

At this moment, an old but majestic voice sounded from Yunlou.

Along with the sound pouring down, there was also a pressure as thick as a mountain.

"Well……"

After the pressure dropped, the face of the gray-clothed elder suddenly turned pale.

Obviously, this pressure was directed at him.

"Yes, Master!"

The gray-clothed elder bowed his hands to the tallest cloud tower, then turned and walked towards the bottom of the ring.

"It was actually the leader who put the pressure on himself."

Xu Taiping felt a little chilled inexplicably.

But that's all. Ever since he was a child, the word fairness has been a luxury for him.

So he's used to it.

"Elder Qi."

Just as the elder was about to walk towards the ring, Xu Taiping suddenly stopped him.

"What's the matter?"

The elder in gray looked at Xu Taiping with a complicated expression.

"What do you call an elder?"

Xu Taiping asked the elder with a smile.

"This old man, his surname is Qi and his given name is Haoran."

The gray-clothed elder took a deep look at Xu Taiping and then replied.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qi, for speaking up today."

Xu Taiping thanked Mr. Qi very seriously.

"Ashamed."

Mr. Qi smiled bitterly, then raised his hand to Xu Taiping and said:

"Take care of yourself."

Xu Taiping smiled and nodded.

"Are you ready to die?"

At this time, Ye Xuan, who was standing across the ring, asked Xu Taiping impatiently.

Naturally, the next competition had nothing to do with Wenjian. He just wanted to beat Xu Taiping and defeat him completely, so as to calm down his raging Taoist heart.

"Wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

Xu Taiping did not raise his head and continued to tear at the clothes that were burned and stuck to his skin.

He was not worried that Ye Xuan would sneak attack him, because this kind of victory was obviously not what Ye Xuan wanted.

"Tear..."

After getting rid of the burnt clothing stuck to your skin.

Xu Taiping directly tore open the linen shorts he was wearing on his upper body, revealing the scars all over his back, as well as the metal bars tied around his waist and abdomen that exuded indigo luster.

"Is this... is this... is it a shipwreck?!"

Some people recognized the metal bars tied around Xu Taiping's strong belly at a glance.

"Barge iron? Isn't that the secret iron used by shippers to pressurize the cabin to prevent the empty ship from being overturned by the waves?"

At this time, Zhao Linglong also recognized the iron bars tied to Xu Taiping's body.

The ballast iron is a kind of secret iron. A small piece weighs a hundred kilograms. Because it does not take up much space, many shipyards use it to pressurize the cabins, hence the name.

"Thirteen, fourteen... at least fourteen pieces of ballast iron, wouldn't that weigh one thousand four hundred kilograms? Xu Taiping just, actually, tied up one thousand four hundred kilograms of ballast iron to compete with Ye Xuan!"

After Zi Yan roughly counted the ballasts tied to Xu Taiping's body, she suddenly exclaimed in disbelief.

Martial arts cultivators do use ballast irons to train their strength, but to tie fourteen of them directly to the body like Xu Taiping is simply what a lunatic would do.

Not to mention, Xu Taiping had just tied these fourteen ship irons to compete with Ye Xuan.

Zhao Linglong no longer knew what to say.

Yunlou, which was originally silent, was now in an uproar.

But most people still have some doubts, wondering whether the iron bars tied to Xu Taiping are really ship weights.

Just as the doubts were increasing, Xu Taiping untied the iron bars on his body and threw them to the stage.

"Boom!!!"

The loud sound of the heavy object hitting the ground made all the doubts disappear.

And this is not over yet.

He then rolled up his trouser legs, untied the two shackles at the ankles of his calves, and then threw them to the stage again.

"Bang!"

Another sound of a heavy object hitting the ground sounded.

This sound also hit the hearts of all the cultivators present.

"At least... two thousand kilograms! He tied at least two thousand kilograms of ship weights on his body."

Xu Ziyan was stunned.

At this moment, everyone suddenly realized that there was not only a cultivation genius like Ye Xuan standing on the stage, but also a martial arts madman.

"I am a mortal, so I naturally have to work harder."

Facing those shocked eyes, Xu Taiping was very calm.

He knew very well that he was not a madman, he just did what he could.

While thinking this, he put one hand on the handle of the long sword at his waist, clenched his fist with the other hand and opened the boxing stance of Qingniu Fist, then raised his eyes to look at Ye Xuan who had a complicated expression on the opposite side, and said with a firm look: "Qingzhuju, Xu Taiping, ask Ye Xuan of the First Peak for the sword.