Chapter 30

Like a gust of wind blowing by, calmly and elegantly.

Chen Zong directly overcame the 500-meter barrier and continued to move forward without reducing his speed.

"Good posture."

"It's really good, like a glimpse."

Immediately, many people's eyes lit up and they were amazed.

"Hmph, it's only 500 meters, the least difficult level, and the real difficulty comes later." Yu Wenxing snorted coldly.

Traveling between the crisscrossing thorn trees, it was like traveling in a snake's nest. I couldn't tell what I felt. Countless thorn needles seemed to lock on themselves, and they could shoot out at any time.

Without entering the jungle of thorns, you will never be able to experience this feeling, as if locked by thousands of arrows. For a martial artist with keen perception, it is clearer, and the whole person's nerves will be subconsciously tense, which will increase energy consumption.

However, Chen Zong would not. Controlling his body freely could eliminate this influence.

The wind blew from the opposite side, and then blew past his ears, with a melodious humming sound. Chen Zong tapped the ground with his toes. It was a gap under the interlaced branches of many thorns and thorns, only the size of a fingertip.

With a little light, the figure is light and fast, and it leaps up with the help of the force. It is as vigorous and fast as a swimming dragon, and the posture is graceful, which makes people's eyes shine.

"No matter how good the movement is, what's the use if you can't improve your speed." Yuwen Xing said coldly.

Chen Zong's speed was the same as at the beginning. It didn't speed up, but it didn't slow down in the slightest. It was as nimble as a dragon, approaching one thousand meters.

Five hundred meters is a small pass, and one thousand meters is the first pass, which is more difficult.

After passing the one-kilometer mark, Yuwen Xing also exhausted his efforts.

Chen Zong, can you pass the 1,000-meter mark at once?

Since the establishment of the National Academy, there have been fewer than ten people who can safely pass the 1,000-meter barrier for the first time in the jungle of thorns.

Fang Caiyu Wenxing broke through the jungle of thorns. Chen Zong could see clearly the level of one thousand meters. It was indeed more complicated than the level of five hundred meters. If he accidentally touched the thorn needle, it would cause waves of Continuous offensive.

Chen Zong was not nervous, where his eyes were,

All the subtleties are clearly visible.

Approaching, Chen Zongwan's figure like a wandering dragon became more mysterious, and there were more subtle changes in an instant, and it was dangerous and dangerous to pass by the protruding thorn needles.

"This body technique..."

Suddenly one by one was surprised.

There are not many movement techniques that are good at subtleties. Among them, Yuwen Xing's practiced Cloud Piercing Wind is the first. Martial artists who have not practiced such movement techniques are not outstanding in subtle changes, and even appear very rough.

But at this moment, Chen Zong's performance was once again surprising.

There are as many as a dozen changes in subtleties in an instant. Even if it can’t be compared with Chuan Yunfengfeng, it is better than many people. Could it be that the movement technique that Chen Zong cultivated is also a movement technique that is known for its subtleties?

During the speculation, everyone watched intently.

Chen Zong's figure swept away, and his speed did not decrease, as if he had turned into a white piece of training, passing through the center of the four interlaced needles and thorns like a dragon flying through the air.

"Go through!"

"It went through..."

"Unbelievable."

Yu Wenxing's face was ashen, Shi Huanyue Xiao Mingli and Su Xiaoshui's beautiful eyes flickered with brilliance.

After passing a kilometer in an instant, Chen Zong did not trigger the attack of the thorn needle, and the speed did not decrease, and he continued to move forward. It was more complicated and the difficulty increased by a level.

The previous Yuwen Xing touched the needle of thorns at a distance of 1,100 meters, which triggered waves of continuous attacks. I don't know what happened to Chen Zong.

At first, they thought that Chen Zong was not as good as Yuwen Xing, but now, they couldn't help but raise some expectations in their hearts.

One thousand one hundred meters!

In the blink of an eye, Chen Zong approached 1100 meters, and Yu Wenxing also widened his eyes, which is a very important point.

Originally, Yu Wenxing felt that Chen Zong might have to struggle at 1,110 meters, reduce the speed and then trigger the offensive of the thorn needles, but Chen Zong's speed remained unabated. .

pass by...

Yu Wenxing's eyes twitched involuntarily.

The final score in the jungle of thorns must be calculated from three aspects, time, the distance that the thorn needles attack was triggered, and the number of times that the thorn needles were finally hit.

The time and the number of times of being hit by the thorn needles are still unclear, but the distance that triggered the thorn needle offensive is already clear, which is better than Yuwen Xing.

"Chen Zong will win." Shi Huanyue whispered.

"It's really possible." Xiao Mingli smiled slightly, and Su Xiaoshui nodded.

Not far away, Yu Wenxing also heard the voice, and his face became more and more ugly.

One thousand two hundred meters, Chen Zong's speed was still the same, and he still did not trigger the thorn needle's offensive.

It's just that Chen Zong himself can clearly feel the increase in difficulty, and the more difficult it is in the future, the pressure on himself becomes more and more obvious if he does not use the ability to understand the truth, but Chen Zong does not want to use the ability to understand the truth so early. Or not if you can.

One thousand three hundred meters!

Everyone exclaimed in amazement, not to mention those who have broken through the thorny jungle for the first time, even those who have broken through a few times can hardly achieve this result, completely surpassing Yuwen Xing.

A loud exclamation came into Yu Wen Xing's ears, all so harsh, as if countless thorn needles were rushing toward him, and he couldn't dodge.

Fourteen hundred meters!

Chen Zong felt that he was reaching the limit, but he didn't give up, and still tried his best. One meter more is one meter, not only for performance, but also for training himself and challenging the limit.

Ten meters!

Twenty meters!

Thirty meters!

Everyone stared at each other with wide-eyed eyes. The record left by the mighty Marquis fifteen years ago was only 1,500 meters to trigger the thorn needle's offensive. So, can Chen Zong break this record?

Breaking records is often a big deal.

One thousand four hundred and ninety meters!

Chen Zong exerted his body technique to the extreme, his spirit, spirit and spirit were highly unified, and his body and sword were united to control himself. The subtle changes reached the extreme, and the speed did not decrease in the slightest, but he still inevitably touched the end of a thorn needle.

"One thousand four hundred and ninety meters, what a pity."

"The record is so easy to break."

"It's ten meters away."

"Even if it doesn't break the record, within a few decades, it can be ranked second."

"It looks like Chen Zongguo is going to win."

Yu Wenxing's face became more and more ugly, with a black face, like the bottom of a pot, but he was very uneasy inside.

If you lose, you will not only lose a valuable pseudo-spiritual weapon, but also your own reputation. When you think of yourself, a national scholar three years ago, you will be defeated by a newcomer. The feeling of blood.

According to the current situation, the possibility of Chen Zong surpassing himself is not small, there are already 60-70%.

Like a barrel of honeycombs, hundreds of thousands of thorn needles shot in waves one after another, as if they were about to shoot through and be riddled with holes.

Chen Zong still tried his best to use his body technique to dodge the thorn needles. The part that could not be avoided was the ingenious use of inner strength to blow one of the scrolls to the side, swept past him, and collided with another part of the thorn needles. cancel each other out.

This scene suddenly made everyone's eyes light up.

In the past, it's not that no one has done it, but it requires absolute control of one's own internal energy, which is extremely difficult, and Yuwen Xing can't do it.

Fifteen years later, someone else has done this.

It is precisely because of this that the mighty Marquis was only hit by the thorn needle five times from the beginning to the end of the thorn forest.

Now that Chen Zong can do this, the number of times he is finally hit by the thorn needle should not exceed Yuwen Xing.

For a time, everyone's estimate that Chen Zong was better than Yuwen's punishment rose from 60% to 80%.

Yu Wenxing really wanted to leave, but he couldn't. Once he left, it would damage his reputation even more, and he would become a laughing stock at that time.

At this time, no one paid attention to Yu Wenxing's face, and all were attracted by Chen Zong.

The unity of the body and the sword and Wuzhen allow Chen Zong to master all his own power to the extreme. The fifth-level Huntian Poyuan Jin is used in a subtle way. Wei's energy surrounded the whole body, and they rolled the thorn needles that came from the lasing, and drifted away like a wind blowing.

This approach is undoubtedly more clever than directly shattering the thorn needle, and it saves more energy.

Two kilometers!

Chen Zong's speed remained the same, and the energy surrounding his body drove the needles of thorns and thorns, which were densely swirling and lasing, as if entangled in the clouds and mists of the dragon.

2,500 meters, Chen Zong also consumed most of his inner strength.

In terms of cultivation, Chen Zong is not as good as Yuwen Xing, and the exercises that Yu Wen Xing cultivates are also top-level exercises. Although the last level is missing, the fifth level of inner strength is strong and pure, but because it has reached the extreme. , but also better than Chen Zong at this time.

Doing his best, using his body technique, and using his inner strength, Chen Zong kept moving forward.

Two thousand six hundred meters!

2,700 meters!

Two thousand eight hundred meters!

Two thousand nine hundred meters!

"I don't know if you have noticed that Chen Zongguo's speed has not slowed down."

After being said this, everyone just woke up, and quickly glanced at the water leak, and they were all surprised.

The last 100 meters was also the most difficult. Tens of thousands of thorn needles shot out, which was beyond the past and beyond Chen Zong's tolerance.

There are too many, but the internal energy is greatly consumed, and there is not much left.

"broken!"

With a low shout, the inner strength is swollen, the energy bursts out, and the tyrannical force oscillates in all directions.

Thousands of thorn needles were shattered in an instant, turning into meters of dust and flying around. With the explosion of Chen Zong's final inner strength, the speed increased sharply.

Astonishing step!

One step shocked!

The swaying figure was astonishing like a wandering dragon, swept past and rushed out of the dense forest of thorns. Chen Zong also knew that he was hit by a thorn needle.

After a while, there was a sound.

"Chen Zongguo broke through the dense forest of thorns. It took 62 breaths and 1,490 meters to trigger the thorn needle attack. He was hit six times in total."

This is Chen Zong's final achievement, which is very close to the mighty Marquis fifteen years ago.

As for the outcome between Chen Zong and Yu Wen Xing, there is no need to say more, everyone can see it, even if Yu Wen Xing does not want to admit it, because the gap is too obvious.

Eighty-five breaths, a thorn needle attack was triggered at 1,110 meters. He was hit 31 times, and Yuwen Xing could only hand over one fake spiritual weapon.