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Pavilion Master Hong, Master Qifang and others all laughed. It seems that the popularity of this beauty is unstoppable, not even the chief weapon refiner elder can do it. There has been such a commotion before the competition. What if Mo Qingxiu and Zhou Lu If he could make it into the top 100, his popularity would skyrocket.
Zhou Lu and Mo Qingxiu followed the team onto the high platform and moved forward slowly. Finally, only two people were left in front of Zhou Lu.
The strong man at the front looked majestic. He strode to the Panlong force-measuring column, exhaled, and punched it with a bang. However, he only hit a force of 43, just a little short of the competition. He was among the top 10,000, but his name didn't even have a chance to be displayed on the west wall of the sky.
The strong man stared blankly at the stone wall for a long time. Then he looked unconvinced, tossed his clothes, cursed and walked off the stage.
He didn¡¯t even pass the first level, but it was far from what he expected.
The arrogant and white cultivator in front of Zhou Lu had a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth. He snorted at the strong man who went down first, then tilted his head and suddenly noticed that Zhou Lu was looking at him. A proud smile curled up at the corner of his mouth and he whispered:
"Fat man, you are really unlucky to be behind me. When I finish measuring my strength, you will be overshadowed if you go to test again."
This cultivator with a proud face strode towards the Panlong Pillar.
Behind him, Zhou Lu laughed dumbly.
Is this okay? Such a small provocation was just meant to boost morale. Zhou Lu could tell that the man was actually a little nervous.
It would be a lie to say that I am not nervous, after all, the results in one session can to a certain extent show my ranking in the final competition.
Zhou Lu followed suit and took two steps, standing outside the circle and waiting.
With a bang, the white cultivator punched him directly, and a red light rippled on the Panlong Pillar. Then, the sky illuminated the west wall, and a horizontal bar with a name was highlighted.
No. 97, Han Chao, strength, 136 Yanji.
"Entered 100, another one broke into the top 100."
"136 Yanji's punching power is so strong"
There was a low discussion in the audience. Hundreds of thousands of people tested it, and the punching power of being in the top 100 is still quite dazzling.
The cultivator named Han Chao clenched his fist hard and stepped back with a look of joy on his face. This achievement really made him very excited. His hard work for so long has really paid off.
This ranking is very exciting.
Han Chao was about to turn around and step off the stage when he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Zhou Lu was walking past quickly. Han Chao's heart moved and he stopped slightly.
Zhou Lu walked to the Panlong Force Measuring Pillar in a few steps. Looking at the extremely hard and rugged stone pillar in front of him, he felt quite anxious and expectant in his heart.
After half a year of hard work, today it¡¯s finally time to test your own strength. Will this test give you a satisfactory result?
How far behind are you from being among the top twenty in the temple?
Everything must be reflected in one punch.
Then, let¡¯s see what our own strength is.
Zhou Lu stood in front of the stone pillar and took a deep breath. He slowly raised his palms. In an instant, a heavy force of martial intent enveloped his palms. Zhou Lu's hands slowly moved like pushing a big mountain.
Han Chao next to him suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a quagmire, and a thick stirring force almost caused him to fall out.
"Huh?"
Han Chao took a breath of air.
Over there, Zhou Lu made a snap, and finally struck the Panlong Stone Pillar with a palm that seemed to be slow but actually quick.
With the shock palm, one palm struck out the ultimate meaning on the Wuyi stone wall. With one palm, the Panlong stone pillar shook with a buzzing sound, and red light boiled and rushed upward from below.
This was the first time Zhou Lu¡¯s power showed up after he practiced the martial arts. This palm hit Zhou Lu very happily, and he punched out all the feelings in his chest.
In just a blink of an eye, Zhou Lu was finished. Pavilion Master Hong and Qifang Master in the audience both narrowed their eyes.
Finished? what's the result? What kind of power can such a palm exert? Can you break into the top 100? Everyone suddenly turned their heads to look at Kongzhao Xibi over there, and Mo Qingxiu also hurriedly turned his head to look.
On the Dayan Spiritual Formation that is shining over the west wall, a highlighted name is displayed dazzlingly.
No. 15, Zhou Lu, strength, 198 Yanji.
"What? No. 15?"
"Oh my God, Zhou Lu, you are in the top fifteen"
Mo Qingxiu shouted excitedly in surprise and joy.
Zhou Lu closed his palms and looked up at the west wall. Number 15? thisGet hot.
Han Chao next to him took a breath of air and turned green when he saw Mo Qingxiu's results again.
He was so depressed that he wanted to cry.
No, he wouldn't carry it like this. He met two perverts who could break into the top twenty in a row. Both of them followed him closely. Compared with their results, he was only ranked 97th. It's eclipsed, no, now Zhou Lu and the other two have squeezed to the front, Han Chao has been squeezed to the 99th place.
Zhou Lu stood there looking at Mo Qingxiu with a look of surprise on his face.
Mo Qingxiu once said when she was at Mo Linxing that she was born with supernatural power, so to practice both forward and reverse swords, she needed to find someone extremely powerful to cooperate with her.
Having a golden vein and majoring in golden body, Mo Qingxiu has always had the advantage in terms of strength alone. The power of Zhou Lu's two souls, after practicing hard for so long, didn't even make Mo Qingxiu fall. Zhou Lu also knew long ago that Mo Qingxiu, the little goblin, has always been an incredible pervert.
Zhou Lu laughed loudly: "Let's go."
He and Mo Qingxiu walked off the stage side by side. The Samsara Trading Pavilion in the audience once again burst into cheers. Han Chao smiled bitterly and shook his head. Only then did he suddenly realize that everyone behind him had gone down, and he was still standing. Why are you here? Is it embarrassing to be here?
Han Chao looked stunned and followed him off the stage in panic. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com