Mortal Bones

"Fight, fight!"

Zhao Linglong also has a fiery temper and will rush out as soon as she speaks.

"Junior sister Linglong, let me try..."

But before Zhao Linglong could get up, Fifth Senior Sister Wu Mo grabbed her and begged with some embarrassment.

"Five hundred pounds, I can still try. If it's the next few, I'm afraid I won't even have a chance to try."

Fifth senior sister Wu Mo explained in a low voice.

It was obvious that she really wanted to help Qifeng.

"Junior sister, let your fifth senior sister try it."

Jiang Zhi patted Zhao Linglong on the shoulder.

"Sister, please don't force yourself."

Zhao Linglong held Wu Mo's hand with some worry.

"It's just carving on the hanging iron. The worst case scenario is that I'll faint and die. It doesn't matter."

Wu Mo smiled gently and patted Zhao Linglong's hand.

After saying this, she no longer hesitated, her toes touched the ground lightly, she jumped up, and landed on the Jianping stone platform in front of her.

"Why is it you?"

Seeing that it was Wu Mo who came on stage instead of Zhao Linglong, Sifeng's junior sister Zhu Ningshi was a little unhappy for a moment.

"Zhao Linglong, you... big... senior brother!"

But just when she was about to raise her voice and ask why Zhao Linglong didn't dare to fight, her senior brother Yu Cai picked him up like an eagle carrying a chicken.

"My little junior sister doesn't understand etiquette. I hope that junior sister Wu Mo will forgive me."

Yucai apologized to Wu Mo.

"No, it's okay..."

Wu Mo responded timidly.

"Senior Sister Wu, if you are not good at controlling objects, you should still call yourself Zhao... um..."

Zhu Ningshi still refused to give up and wanted to persuade Wu Mo to come up instead of Zhao Linglong, but before she could finish her words, Yu Cai gagged her and took her away.

Unlike other peaks, there are only a few disciples in Seven Peaks. Everyone knows how much each disciple weighs.

"call……"

Seeing Yu Cai and Zhu Ningshi walking away, Wu Mo let out a long sigh. She usually likes to stay with flowers and plants. She stutters when meeting strangers, not to mention that there are still many Qingxuan Sect disciples here. Under the gaze.

"It's okay Wu Mo, the Peak Master treats you well, you have to do your part."

Wu Mo put his hand on his chest and comforted himself while walking towards Elder Black Dragon.

"Qifeng disciple, Wu Mo, has met Elder Black Dragon."

After arriving in front of Elder Black Dragon, Wu Mo bowed his hands respectfully and saluted.

Seeing Wu Mo coming up, Elder Heilong was a little surprised, but he immediately nodded as usual, and then asked:

"The weight of your hanging iron this time can only be greater than that of Zhu Ningshi just now. Do you know that?"

"Reporting to Elder Black Dragon, disciple knows that disciple... I want to... I want to hang 500... a catty of iron. I don't know... if it is possible..."

Wu Mo said a little embarrassed.

She felt that as a senior sister, she was really embarrassed to only gain one pound.

Elder Black Dragon nodded, and then said loudly:

"Wu Mo, a disciple of Qifeng, has five hundred and one kilograms of hanging iron."

Different from the surprise shown when Elder Heilong announced that Zhu Ningshi was about to hang 500 pounds of iron, now everyone was more confused when they heard that Wu Mo was going to challenge 501 pounds.

"Who is Wu Mo?"

"There is a third female disciple in Qifeng?"

"Why do you look like an outer disciple who is looking after the medicine garden?"

"You're not calling randomly to fill up the numbers, are you?"

Everyone was talking a lot.

Amid these questions, Wu Mo's face turned red, his fingers twisted together, and his body trembled slightly.

"Fifth Senior Sister, don't feel any pressure, otherwise we are still here!"

Just when Wu Mo felt out of breath, Zhao Linglong's voice suddenly sounded.

"That's right, Junior Sister Wu, don't think too much."

"Junior sister, just treat the people around you as flowers and plants."

Then, she heard the voices of Jiang Zhizhouliang and others.

Looking back, she saw several fellow apprentices looking at her with gentle smiles.

Wu Mo nodded repeatedly, and his nervousness inexplicably subsided a lot.

"Qifeng Wu Mo, it's time to start."

Elder Black Dragon reminded Wu Modao at this time.

"OK!"

Wu Mo nodded heavily, and then took off a jade hairpin from his head.

She just tossed it casually, and the jade hairpin became two or three feet in size and flew to Elder Black Dragon.

This is the magic weapon that connects with her heart.

"Yes... thank you, Elder Black Dragon..."

While Wu Mo was controlling the jade hairpin with the art of controlling objects, he said to the black dragon elder very politely.

Elder Black Dragon nodded, then hooked his finger, and a piece of shipwreck weighing a hundred kilograms flew up from the table, and hung accurately on Wu Mo's jade hairpin.

Wu Mo just trembled slightly, then smiled and said to Elder Heilong: "Please, Elder Heilong, just add two hundred kilograms."

Without saying a word, Elder Black Dragon directly hung up two more pieces of ballast iron of equal weight.

"Well……"

After the weight of three hundred kilograms was hung on the jade hairpin, Wu Mo was obviously stressed and couldn't help but groan.

Seeing this scene, Xu Taiping frowned and said:

"Fifth Senior Sister is almost reaching her limit."

After having double pupils, he has extremely strong soul sensing ability, and he can clearly sense that the soul of fifth senior sister Wu Mo is completely tense.

"Junior Sister, she can usually fly like an ordinary object, but her speed is still very slow. Three hundred pounds is already a difficult thing for her."

Jiang Zhi frowned, her expression full of worry.

At this moment, the jade hairpin that was shaking constantly finally stabilized.

Immediately, Elder Black Dragon added a hundred-jin iron to the ship.

This time, not only the jade hairpin was shaking constantly, but even Wu Mo's body was shaking constantly, as if he would fall down at any time.

Obviously, the soul-crying syndrome appeared.

But what surprised several people was that even though he was in so much pain that he held his head with both hands, Wu Mo still resisted and did not faint, and was still controlling the jade hairpin to stabilize it little by little.

"Junior sister, she actually persisted..."

Jiang Zhi was surprised.

She didn't expect that this junior sister who was usually timid, shy, and afraid of pain could actually endure the pain of soul-crying to do this step.