Pursuit of the Truth

It is a pity that the persistence of Wula and Bai Ling, after the twilight passed, became gray in the sky when the moon slowly revealed the buds.

Almost at the same time, with the distortion of the distant world, two black mists emerged out of the air, went straight to the square and dispersed, turning into two pale women.

Bai Ling is very calm, she has tried her best. In fact, this time the big test, after she did not see Su Ming, there is no more thoughts than the test, now back, in the eyes of hundreds of people condensed, white Ling lowered his head and went to his tribe. He did not speak a word. He sat down behind the old man, looking at the statue on the side, looking at the word of the ink, biting his lip, not knowing what to write.

The old man next to her whispered like a word, but Bai Ling was ignorant, could not hear, and did not speak.

Compared with the calm of Bai Ling, Ula was very reluctant, and walked silently to the Wushan Department. She was greeted by the first smile and comfort.

"Ula, already very good, the first time I came to the first test of the big test, I entered the first seventy. After going back, I will practice well. Next time, I will try to enter the first 50 miles."

Ula nodded lightly. Although she was not reconciled, she had a pride in her heart. She also felt that her performance was not bad. As the first said, the first time there was such a ranking, it was good enough. It is.

Looking up, Ula looked at the ranking on the statue, looked at Bei Ling, who was in the forty-nine position, and looked at the fifty-three Lei Chen, and looked at the Mosu, when I saw the word "Mu Su," Her eyes are bright.

"Who will he be..."

The passage of time is sometimes very slow, but in today's fierce first-level test, it is a very quick past in the unconscious. In the blink of an eye, the bright moon of the sky is not a crescent, but more bright. High hanging on the sky.

It was not far from the middle of the night, and the pressure in the mountains gradually increased.

Lei Chen gave up, and the rankings finally ranked 52. As the fog appeared in the square, his look was not bleak, still with a sneer, and after he came out, many people greeted him, apparently During the days when Wushan was in the Fengzhen Department, Lei Chen met many friends.

When he returned to the place where Wushan was located, Beiling and Sikong both gave up one after another and came with the black fog. Beiling was still cold and proud. His ranking was forty-nine, and he reached his wish and entered. Going to the top fifty.

This time, the entry was different from a few years ago. A few years ago, he was able to achieve it with the help of Lucerne. This time, he relied on himself.

Bei Ling believes that if he had given a lot of eyebrows to Lucerne a few days ago, then his ranking may be even higher. He has enough pride to go to the Wushan department.

"Ula, you are very good, although not in the top 50, but this ranking is already very good, but do not complacent, there are two levels." Bei Ling looked at Ula, slowly opening.

Oolong quickly stood up and gently nodded. He looked at Bei Ling's gaze and showed respect. He personally participated in this big test. She deeply knew how difficult it was to enter the top 50.

"As for you... Lei Chen, you should be able to enter the top 50, and now it is ranked 52, forget it. When you are at the second level, you have to work hard. The Wushan Ministry will try the three of us. We must fight for it. Full force!" Bei Ling looked at Lei Chen, calmly said.

Lei Chen bowed his head and did not speak.

In the distance, when Sikong came back, he looked depressed. He ended up in 50, and he went down to his tribe. He looked at the silent Bai Ling and was about to talk, but he was coldly looked at by Bai Ling. I swallowed the words immediately.

As time went by, gradually fifty miles later, some people gradually gave up, as the names became gray one by one, and as more people returned to the square, the place slowly became more and more lively.

Those who are in the top 50 are often very proud of their looks, and many people will come up, and they will be happy, and they will bring a burst of laughter.

Someone gave up, and some people insisted that the rush at the moment was to insist on madly biting his teeth. His body was sweating, his face twitching constantly, and he continued to move forward on the mountain.

He is already panting, and there are countless stars around him, so that he is too tired to bear, but the same, his embarrassment is always.

"His grandmother, exhausted Laozi!"

"Five hundred and thirty-seven... You are killing a thousand knives, Bisu... Five hundred and thirty-eight... You kill a million knives... Five hundred and thirty-nine... You **** Bisu, Laozi And you have spent it, Lao Tzu and you are not finished!!" 宸 washed the sweat, the look of madness, the sound of screaming is getting bigger and bigger.

"You said that you are a madman, why not compare with me, your grandmother, Bi Su, if Laozi is really exhausted, do not let go of you!! Five hundred and thirty-eight... oh, not much, It’s five hundred and thirty-nine.”

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"Exhausted Laozi, you, his grandmother, wants to exhaust the old man!! I am sweaty, this time I lost weight, it must be thin..." The rushing gas continued to breathe, and when it was crawling, suddenly the ear moved. Listened carefully to the small meeting and immediately laughed.

"Exhausted you, dare to compare with Laozi, exhausted you to kill a thousand knives!" He was born with a strange ear, heard a certain step away from here, the road did not Weak than your own breathing.

Bi Su is now equally embarrassed, sweat dripping continuously, his eyes seem to be burning, and he has been holding it for a long time. At this moment, his teeth are madly crawling up. He has been tired and even gasping, he feels a sting in his chest, but he Still not willing to give up.

"I am rushing, I must exceed you!! I am the strongest of my peers except Ye Wang!"

However, the more upward, especially after reaching more than five hundred steps, the degree of pressure, under the blessing of the night, is already extremely horrible, and the two people who are rushing and Bi Su, if better during the day, can It’s going to be late at night, not to mention the difficulty of walking, and it’s almost the same.

In addition to these two people, the rest are still insisting, all of them are the same, especially Lucerne, but they are constantly moving forward step by step. He does not want to be surpassed, even if he can't enter the top ten, but the twelfth place must be To keep it.

Seeing that the night is coming soon, the pressure of the mountain peak will reach its peak. Some people have begun to stop. After all, according to the practice of the first round of the first test, tomorrow morning is the final battle!

When the night came, the whole body was shocked, and it was clear that the pressure from the top of the mountain reached a level that made him feel terrible.

"Five hundred and forty-seven... five hundred... Grandma's, Laozi is no match!! Bi Su, you want the second, Lao Tzu gives you! And then, I will be exhausted here, my body. Meat..." Squatting and sitting there, yelling around.

"The third is third, nothing. As long as you don't fall out of the top three, Lao Tzu will not be a shame! Anyway, there is Lucer in the back. Bi Su, you have the ability to go, take a few more steps, exhaust you!"

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Bi Su looked at the ranking in the token. After watching the order of the rushing, he smiled and smiled. His eyes showed a sense of coziness.

"I am the strongest except Ye Wang!" In his rushing breath, he gritted his teeth out of several steps. When he stood at the 535 steps, he stopped and glanced at it. The card, when the look is smug, instantly solidifies, he saw, the one that fell to twenty-one, Moss, moved!

At the same time, I found out that this change, as well as Lucerne, and the top 20, except for Ye Wang, everyone saw them, that Mosu, moved! !

At the same time, on the square below, there is a storm that seems to be rolling the world! !

Everyone in the square, the old man of the Wushan Ministry, the leader of each tribe, and even the patriarch of the Montenegro who never looked at it, immediately looked at it.

Countless eyes, Lei Chen, Wula, Bai Ling, Sikong, Bei Ling, and all the participants who gave up the test after the 20th, all stopped breathing, looking at the nine statues, the same a name.

A Gong Mo Sang, binocular eyes, staring at the ranking in the statue, the light in the eyes is extremely strong, Jingnan next to him, at this moment no longer look indifferent, but the binocular pupil shrinks, looked at the past.

Su Ming, moved! !

In the late night that belonged to him, in the bathing of the moonlight, he slowly stood up, and the blood line in his body was already under the control of him, and after the remaining fifteen, he dissipated.

As he looked up, as he looked at the moon in the sky, Su Ming’s eyes slowly had a red moon shadow, his hair was erected by the grass rope, and there was no wind in the moonlight. Su Ming took a deep breath and lifted it up. The right hand removed the grass rope with the hair straight, causing the hair to spread out, lifting the right foot sharply, and pointing toward the 372 steps, one step down.

At the moment when his footsteps fell, Su Ming’s body broke out all the blood lines at the moment, and it was his first time. Here, he broke out his strongest speed! !

The blood is scattered, and the whole person of Su Ming is like a blood shadow, and it is suddenly galloping!

Three hundred and seventy-two orders, three hundred and ninety-three steps, four hundred twenty-four steps, four hundred forty-eight orders, four hundred seventy-first steps...

The speed is fast, in this month and night, like a storm sweep, let everyone who pays attention to this scene, whether it is the mountain or the square below, is silent...

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This is the second, and there are two more, being written. The roots are not greedy, only expecting the same week, 7200 votes! ! !

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