Mortal Bones

Xu Taiping didn't care about it.

The only thing he was worried about now was Senior Sister Jiang Zhi.

"Senior Sister, she shouldn't do anything stupid, right? Don't use any means of exchanging lives to compete."

As he thought so, he reached out and touched everywhere, and at the same time transmitted his voice:

"Buyu, are you still there?"

Just as he said this, his hand was held by a soft hand.

"Yes."

Lin Buyu's voice came into his mind.

Xu Taiping immediately clenched the hand.

"Do you want to hear your senior sister's voice?"

Lin Buyu asked.

"Yes."

Xu Taiping responded in his heart, and then looked at the senior sister, while thanking Lin Buyu in his heart.

As his eyes fell on Senior Sister Jiang Zhi again, Senior Sister Jiang Zhi's voice came into his mind——

"Fortunately, Taiping is a gentle child and there is no strong resistance, otherwise I would probably compromise."

"But that won't work. I am the senior sister and the master is not here. It should be me who protects my junior brothers and sisters."

"Six thousand pounds is indeed very heavy. When I was not injured, I could only hang three thousand pounds of iron at most. Although I have made some progress in recent years, it is not much."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as there is no interference from the hidden disease, let Elder Black Dragon increase the weight little by little, and I should be able to adapt slowly."

Hearing this, Xu Taiping finally put his mind at ease.

Because it can be heard from Jiang Zhi's voice.

She is not using any means of exchanging lives, but intends to rely on her own perseverance to resist the impact of the Soul Crying Disease like Senior Sister Wu Mo and Senior Brother Zhou Liang before.

"Seven Peaks Disciple, Jiang Zhi, hang six thousand and one pounds of iron!"

At this moment, the voice of Elder Black Dragon exploded again above the Five Elders Pond.

Everyone started talking again after hearing this.

However, the focus of their discussion this time was still not Senior Sister Jiang Zhi, but Xu Taiping's opinion on Ye Xuan's avoidance of the battle.

"These people really like to meddle in other people's business. We can send whoever we want to play. What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Linglong glared at those people with dissatisfaction, and then comforted Xu Taiping: "Taiping, ignore them, trust Senior Sister!"

"Yeah." Xu Taiping smiled and nodded.

He knew that although Zhao Linglong looked very calm on the surface, she was extremely nervous at the moment--

"Big sister, don't try to be brave."

"The fifth sister fell, and the fourth brother also fell. If you fall again..."

"It's all my fault. I blame myself for not being strong enough. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to rely on Big sister and little brother for everything."

"Second brother, come back soon. If you don't come back, there will be no one left in the Seven Peaks."

"You know the personality of little brother. If Big sister doesn't win this game, he will really fight to the death!"

Hearing this, Xu Taiping retracted his gaze, then took out a bag of candy from the gourd and handed it to Zhao Linglong, saying:

"Big sister, have a piece of candy. Big sister will be fine."

This bag of candy was originally bought on the way back and was prepared to be given to Big sister Linglong.

Senior Sister Linglong was stunned for a moment, then took a candy from the paper bag and stuffed it into her mouth, then nodded heavily and said, "Yes!"

"Zheng!..."

At this moment, Senior Sister Jiang Zhi on the stage had already unsheathed her sword.

A long sword with a transparent body like glass and a lavender halo quietly floated in front of Elder Black Dragon.

"Elder Black Dragon, please help me hang three thousand pounds of iron first."

Jiang Zhi took a deep breath and said to Elder Black Dragon.

Elder Black Dragon nodded, then waved his sleeves, and a three thousand jin iron weight flew out of his sleeves, and then hung it accurately on Jiang Zhi's flying sword.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

After hanging the iron weight, the flying sword sank, and even made a low trembling sound, as if it was trying its best to resist something.

Compared to the flying sword, Jiang Zhi's condition at the moment is worse.

After the three thousand jin of iron pressure on the flying sword, her face turned pale almost instantly, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead.

However, after slowly exhaling, Jiang Zhi stood up again, and the fluctuations of her breath began to stabilize.

It can be seen that although the weight of three thousand jin caused her a lot of pressure, it was not unbearable.

"Three thousand jin, the eldest sister of the seventh peak is so strong?"

"You don't know yet, this eldest sister once won the Seven Peaks Sword Champion. At that time, the eldest brother Yan Bing of the First Peak and Dugu Qingxiao of their Seven Peaks were still little brats."

"Even if she can endure the pain of Soul Crying and hang three thousand jin of iron, what's the difference? Ye Xuan of the First Peak is six thousand jin, which is too much."

"It's hard to say. This game is about determination and perseverance like a drop of water wearing away a stone. As long as she can endure the pain of Soul Crying, with the cultivation of this eldest sister, she may not be able to hang six thousand jin of iron."

The discussion in the audience was endless, and the disciples of the Seven Peaks were confused.

However, Xu Taiping, who could hear Jiang Zhi's inner voice, was a little relieved at this time-"Fortunately, although the cultivation has not been improved, I have not interrupted the practice of sword control for even a day in these years."

These years of hard practice day after day have made Jiang Zhi's endurance of the pain of Soul Crying far exceed that of ordinary cultivators.

"Sure enough, with the calmness of the senior sister, she would not do such a reckless thing."

Xu Taiping secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he heard the eldest sister Jiang Zhi say to the Black Dragon Elder:

"Please, Elder Black Dragon, add another piece of 1,000-jin iron for me."

Although the voice was not loud, some disciples with excellent hearing still heard it clearly.

In an instant, the eyes of the disciples in the stands were all focused on Jiang Zhi.

If Jiang Zhi could really hang 4,000 jin of iron, it means that she really has the strength to challenge 6,000 jin.

After hearing Jiang Zhi's request, Elder Black Dragon said nothing, but nodded. Then he waved his sleeves again and hung a piece of 1,000-jin iron directly on Jiang Zhi's flying sword.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Like last time, the flying sword made a trembling sound again.

The difference is that this time the trembling sound is more like a wail.