You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 135 Masochist?

Chang Qing ignored the chaos below, pulled himself forward, dodged several spells attacking him, and chased forward.

Yun Qinghan, who was above, became excited when he saw the battle below. He also took out a few jade bottles from his bracelet magic weapon. There were words clearly written on the jade bottles: [Enhanced Edition]. They were given to Yun Qinghan by Changqing.

Yun Qinghan looked at the people who were a few steps higher than him. As Yun Qinghan looked at them with ill intent, Zhong Baixuan, Shen Yu, and Wei Yan all got goose bumps all over their bodies.

Yun Qinghan deliberately coughed a few times and showed the weapons in his hands. The people in front began to slow down, allowing Yun Qinghan to easily overtake them.

Seeing that Yun Qinghan was at the same level as him, he slowly followed and moved forward.

The pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Changqing had already reached the top of the list. Seeing that there were still hundreds of steps to reach the top, Changqing no longer held back.

His calf muscles were tense, and he jumped up to a few steps. Soon he saw Shen Yu, Zhong Baixuan, Wei Yan, Yun Qinghan and others.

Chang Qing was still wondering when these people had such a good relationship. They were actually on the same level, chatting with each step, which was completely different from the scene below.

Seeing Chang Qing, who was wearing a mask, approaching from behind, Yun Qinghan coughed a few more times and showed the [Nuclear Bomb] in his hand.

With a long-lasting mission to accomplish, there was no time to delay, and a flash of light appeared in his hand.

A stink bomb as big as a wine jar appeared.

"Ok?"

Changqing raised his eyebrows and looked at them.

Yun Qinghan was a little dumbfounded. He swallowed silently and put away the jade bottle. The few of them tacitly stood apart, leaving space for Changqing to pass.

Chang Qing nodded with satisfaction, sped up again, and chased after the girl from the Xuanhuo family who was in the first place.

Yun Qinghan's mumbling voice came from behind: "Xiaoqing is so biased, I want a big one like that too!"

Changqing almost stumbled, but he calmed himself down and accelerated again.

The pressure was growing, and when Chang Qing caught up with the girl, he felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back.

The girl in front was also breathing heavily and sweating profusely.

Chang Qing twisted his body and felt okay. He suddenly became playful and quickened his pace to the girl's side. He said with a slightly mocking tone:

"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!" Chang Qing smacked his lips and stepped up a few steps, becoming the first.

The girl had a tsundere personality to begin with, so she couldn't stand the mocking voice. She instantly cast several spells with great power, but due to the pressure, their power was weakened a lot. Chang Qing flicked his fingers and shot out a few sword energies, easily breaking them.

Then, as a return gift, Changqing popped out a small jade bottle and dropped it next to the girl who was gritting her teeth and looking up. The stench immediately dissipated, and even though the girl was trying hard to suppress the feeling of nausea, her face still turned pale.

The girl looked at the silver-white mask, gritted her teeth, stretched out her hands and made hand gestures, obviously wanting to use more powerful magic.

"Hey!~" Chang Qing took out a stink bomb the size of a wine jar and threatened the girl like Yun Qinghan.

“But it will be pickled and flavorful~”

Changqing changed his voice and teased like a street hooligan.

"you!..."

The girl's face turned even paler, her hands were clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. After all, it is normal for girls to love beauty, and if they were to be marinated in public, it would be a stain on their life and they would not be able to face anyone anymore.

He stared at Changqing's silver-white mask and said bitterly, "You are so cruel. I, Huo Wanhe, will remember this. I hope you won't fall into my hands in the future."

At this point Huo Wanhe's words were full of threats.

Chang Qing raised his eyebrows, but it was not easy to continue threatening. After all, teasing like this would be mistaken for a weirdo.

Seeing that this disciple of Yuling Sect wearing a silver-white mask surpassed Huo Wanhe and came to the first position, the disciples of Yuling Sect below the stage kept cheering, and even Uncle Shuai's expression relaxed a lot.

"Master Ji, are you really not going to find a first-rank disciple or elder to go up?" the old man in red asked tentatively.

The two clan leaders, Bai Shan and Wu Zhengyang, also frowned.

"Until now, this masked man has not used any spiritual power. This is not something that can be achieved by simply training the body in the Preparation Realm." Bai Shan said slowly.

Wu Zhengyang also nodded, agreeing with Bai Shan's point of view.

The handsome uncle also muttered in his heart: "This kid is a little too low-key! I don't know how to explain this situation."

However, the handsome uncle immediately responded: "Maybe this kid's body is naturally strong, otherwise how could he survive the preparation stage!"

"As for whether he is a sect elder, after the competition is over, Patriarch Huo can naturally check the boy's bone age and make his own judgment."

The few people were not surprised by the handsome uncle's evasive words and did not ask too many questions. After all, everyone has some secrets, especially in such a big sect.

Changqing continued to feel the pressure and wanted to find the best place to train his body.

After walking and stopping, Huo Wanhe wanted to catch up, but every time he took a step up, the masked guy took a step up. He was always ahead of him and felt that this guy was playing a trick on him.

Huo Wanhe gritted his teeth and thought about 108 ways to kill this man.

When there were still nearly a hundred steps to the top platform, Huo Wanhe felt obvious pressure and slowed down again, taking several breaths to move forward one step.

On the other hand, Changqing, although he also slowed down, was still shaking his head, seemingly dissatisfied.

"What a freak!" Huo Wanhe curled the corner of his mouth and gave such an evaluation to Chang Qing in front of him.

Changqing looked at Huo Wanhe behind him and ignored others. The opportunity to strengthen the body was rare, so he had to seize the time.

Changqing's speed increased again, his body relaxed, and he continued to feel the pressure. When Changqing reached the last step, he staggered and used all his strength to barely stand firm.

The pressure from the last step is so terrifying.

"It's nice here!" Changqing said with satisfaction.

Chang Qing stepped onto the platform and his pressure was gone. He easily won the first place. A floating seal condensed in the air and stuck to the chest of Chang Qing's clothes. There was a number "one" on the floating seal.

Seeing that the first disciple was from the Yuling Sect, the disciples of the Yuling Sect were a little excited, and even Uncle Shuai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

However, the next moment, Changqing returned and came to the last step, sat cross-legged, slowly closed his eyes, and adjusted the Qi and blood in his body to resist the pressure and achieve the effect of condensing Qi and blood.

Looking at this scene, no matter whether it was the sect leader, elders, or disciples, everyone present had a big question mark in their hearts.

"This kid, has his brain been damaged by the pressure?" This was everyone's first thought.

"Isn't this kid a masochist?" someone speculated

"It's really possible!"

"Dark Horse is a masochist?! Now that's fun!"

Changqing did not pay attention to those gazes or discussions about him, and concentrated on practicing Qi and blood cultivation.