The appearance of the old woman with the red umbrella shocked Zhou Fan. His body began to corrode continuously. Without hesitation, he quickly pressed the third needle into the third acupuncture point on his body.

Zhou Fan felt the same pain as if his arm was cut with a knife.

Zhou Fan's forehead instantly burst into cold sweat, and at the same time as the pain, there was also a strange force from the three needles of illusion, dispelling the cold force.

The old woman with black umbrella and the old woman with red umbrella disappeared from Zhou Fan's field of vision.

After confirming that the phantom had receded, Zhou Fan quickly pulled out the three phantom needles. The pain subsided, making him feel as if he had come back to life. The pain of his arm being cut off by a knife was too real.

Even Zhou Fan suspected that even if his arm was cut off by a knife, it might not be so painful.

Zhou Fan gave a wry smile, it was only the third shot, it was so powerful, and he only reached 2,860 feet.

Zhou Fan was silent for a while, and he continued to move forward. Every time he climbed about ten feet, the evil illusion would erode him once. Every time it was the old woman with the black umbrella and the old woman with the red umbrella.

Maybe there will be a third old woman holding an umbrella. If this is the case, then I will be forced to use the fourth needle... Zhou Fan stood at a height of 2,890 feet and looked up, thinking, just walk away Ten zhang, he reached a height of 2,900 zhang.

When Zhou Fan climbed two thousand eight hundred and ninety feet, he was deeply wrinkled but ran into trouble, and he coughed out a mouthful of black blood with a haggard face.

He looked at the mouthful of blood he spat out, his eyes burning with fire.

He continued to climb up again, but within five feet, he encountered the erosion of the evil illusion again. Now that the evil illusion was resolved, he vomited out another mouthful of blood, and his withered face was frighteningly white.

He knew that he had reached the limit, and if he forcibly climbed up, he would die if he encountered a more powerful evil illusion.

He is not afraid of death, but he cannot die like this.

He hasn't won that person yet, how can he die!

Silent and hesitant, he remembered Mr. Doubi, whom he swore allegiance to, but turned around and went down the mountain. There were still two martial arts trials, and he might not lose.

"Wu Shen Shen gave up going down the mountain, the highest is 2,877 zhang." The instructor reported the results to Zhong Tian and the other three.

"It's really good that this wrinkle is deep. I came from a small village, but I can get to this height today. It's a pity that the imperial palace is the first to get there." Zhong Tian said regretfully.

"Hey, Wrinkle Shenshen is really good, but it is said that he and Zhou Fan are from the same village. Now Zhou Fan is still climbing, just behind a group of people. I didn't expect two such geniuses in a small village. This is really amazing." Mrs. Zhang Li now knows the information of everyone who is still climbing at the peak.

When he said this, a strange look appeared on his face.

Wou Shen Shen should have been recruited by the palace, but Zhou Fan now only has the official status of the Yiluan Division. What kind of forces the warriors in the Yiluan Division like to join, the Yiluan Division will not pay attention. Mrs. Zhang Li is a solicitation. Heart.

Yuanhai was silent, but he also looked at Zhou Fan's light spot.

Of course, Zhongtian knew that both Mrs. Zhang Li and Yuan Hai from the Great Buddha Temple were interested in Zhou Fan, he coughed lightly: "You may not know that Zhou Fan has a very good relationship with our academy. The second servants Huang Bujue and Gu Yan are both from our academy."

"President Zhong, you said that the relationship with you is only good, but he has not joined your academy yet, so he is a free man." Mrs. Zhang Li said unmoved.

"It's impossible for you to say that. I think he will give priority to our academy." Zhongtian said calmly.

"No, I think Donor Zhou will consider what is more beneficial to him. From the look on Donor Zhou's face, I know that he is related to my Buddha." Yuanhai said slowly.

Both Zhong Tian and Mrs. Zhang Li twitched slightly. They didn't expect Yuan Hai, who seemed to be honest and taciturn, to say such shameless words, which really calmed them both down.

The three did not argue again, but continued to watch the remaining five spots of light on the jade wall.

As for the people who were blocked by the cold dead line behind, they all gave up and went down the mountain.

Now there are five people left, Hou Shisanjian, Du Ni, Wen Xiao, and Zhou Fan.

The road behind was not easy to walk, but the light spot among the five had been advancing slowly, and Du Ni's light spot stopped first.

The teacher immediately called up the picture of Du Ni.

Zhongtian looked over with some concern.

In the picture, Du Ni seems to have climbed out of the quagmire and was exposed to the sun, and his body is covered in dried mud.

It can also be said that his head, face, and limbs were covered with a layer of mud armor.

Du Ni stood and sighed. He knew that he couldn't go any further. He shook his head without hesitation, and turned away extremely freely.

The dried mud powder was scattered layer by layer.

The screen ends here.

Zhongtian just chuckled, he also understood that Du Ni had done his best, and that was enough.

"Work hard enough and know how to advance and retreat, so that you can go further in the future." Mrs. Zhang Li said.

"The old man praised him, he needs more experience." Zhongtian said modestly.

A teacher stepped forward and reported Du Ni's score: 2,884 zhang.

After learning about Du Ni's grades, Mrs. Zhang Li smiled and said, "Now the three of us, my fox gave up first, followed by Du Ni, then the little monks of the White Elephant Temple are left. After all, Gaoxiang City is our territory. If the little monk can't take the first place, we will inevitably have a dull face."

Mrs. Zhang Li's words were a bit insincere, but Zhongtian glanced at Yuanhai, and he was slightly better than Du Ni in many things. He was also curious about how far he could go?

Yuanhai smiled and said, "Old donor Zhang Li, winning and losing are common things, don't worry too much, there will be no one who always wins, and no one who always loses."

"As long as one can comprehend the true meaning of the Buddha, it is more important than anything else."

"But as far as I know, a group of young monks are very competitive, can he really not care about winning or losing?" Mrs. Zhang Li sneered.

Yuan Hai has no intention of arguing with Mrs. Zhang Li, because Mr. Zhang Li is telling the truth~lightnovelpub.net~ Yuan Hai also does not intend to let the party let go of the victory or defeat, because as long as the time comes, the party will let it go, once let go Winning or losing heart, there will be a big transformation in one line.

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Zhou Fan doesn't know how many candidates are still holding on, how many candidates are at the same height as him, and whether any candidates have reached the top, he doesn't know all of this.

He could only try to climb up until he couldn't.

Soon he reached 2,900 zhang.

Then his vision blurred again.

He saw the old woman with the black umbrella, the old woman with the red umbrella was separated from the old woman with the black umbrella, but it was not over yet, another old woman with a green umbrella and a green clothes walked out from the back of the old woman with the red umbrella.

And behind the green umbrella old woman, another old woman wearing white clothes and holding a white umbrella came out.

Their wrinkled faces trembled slightly, and they smiled at Zhou Fan together.

Please don't laugh... Zhou Fan thought with a little breakdown.