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    Invisible pressure is everywhere, holding people in the battle, which is an unspeakable torment: your neck cannot straighten, your back cannot straighten, and your knees cannot stiffen. When the support reaches this point,  , even the fighting spirit of the whole person was crushed to pieces, and he just wanted to lie down and not move again. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Being overwhelmed, and as painful as an egg.  Even though Liang Qiufeng had a bumpy childhood, he rarely suffered such torture. Every muscle in his body seemed to be trembling.  Seeing that the end point of victory was not far ahead, but he just couldn't get over it, he could only watch as Bai Wu passed him.  When Xue Yixuan saw it from behind, she sighed sadly: The success fell short.  She doesn¡¯t blame Liang Qiufeng. With Liang Qiufeng¡¯s current condition, it is extremely rare for him to reach this point. It far exceeds expectations.  It¡¯s just that, being so close to success, but being surpassed by others, I feel regretful, how can I let go of it so easily?  Especially Yang Wuchi, who shoulders the greatest expectations of the family.  On weekdays, he is devoted to martial arts and almost ignores secular affairs. With his good talent, he occupies the family's best training resources. In his spare time, many people are jealous.  ¡°You get something and you give something, this has been a principle since ancient times.  The Yang family were merchants and opened a trading company, and their utilitarianism was even more prominent, otherwise they would not have been willing to sacrifice Yang Shuanglan in order to gain an alliance.  As for Yang Wuchi, the reward they hope to get is naturally the reputation of their ancestors. If they can get a title with substantial benefits, that would be the best.  "However, in the elite handsome competition, Yang Wuchi's performance was not that outstanding, and his results were even worse than the previous one, and he had regressed.  It's not that he doesn't work hard enough, it's that others are better.  So, the competition for the Chief Pavilion is his last hope for the trip to the royal capital. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? things to hope for.  It was better than nothing. Originally, he and Xue Yixuan just thought about it. Later, Liang Qiufeng joined in and really rushed through the battle gallery.  The hope suddenly increased infinitely.  Unexpectedly, at the last moment, he still owed the heat and was knocked back to his original shape.  Life is full of ups and downs, big ups and downs, which are the hardest to accept.  Phew!  Take a step towards Bai Wu and step on.  A step beyond Liang Qiufeng.  More importantly, he still had energy left, but Liang Qiufeng was unable to move forward.  The end is very close.  The gorgeous eaves of the Kuaishou Pavilion appeared in the line of sight, and there were bronze wind chimes hanging under the eaves - there was a breeze blowing.  The copper bell was stirred, and a series of pleasant ringtones were sprinkled.  Xiang Baiwu decided to rest for a while, and then rushed forward with all his strength.  Liang Qiufeng behind him suddenly made an incredible move. He slowly pulled out the blue light sword - the blade seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, so heavy that it was difficult to lift it to a horizontal position.  ¡°But Liang Qiufeng has accomplished many difficult things in his life.  Not missing this one.  Sensing something strange, Xiang Baiwu turned around to see him and smiled: He really didn¡¯t know whether he was going to die or not, he couldn¡¯t walk anymore, and he still wanted to use his sword. Do you really think this is just a show-off? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? are suppressed, but the greater the resistance, the greater the pressure.  Peng!  Liang Qiufeng didn't even raise his sword, but his body felt like he had been severely injured, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out.  The spray on the steps was shocking.  Just such a simple movement in daily life has already caused his weak body to suffer huge backlash damage.  But he didn¡¯t give up yet and still raised his sword stubbornly.  Xue Yixuan below saw it and couldn't bear to look directly.  Wanted to scream at him to "give up".  It's just that people are in the formation, and there is no way to speak.  Yang Wuchi showed a hint of admiration: Liang Qiufeng's move was resolute and unyielding, which was in line with the true meaning of martial arts. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? In the blink of an eye, Liang Qiufeng spit out another mouthful of blood. The blood was slightly strange, splashed to the ground, and shattered into slag.  "Huh?" Shi Hentian, who was responsible for monitoring and maintaining order, raised his eyebrows. However, due to the formation restrictions and blocking, there were some things that he couldn't immediately judge and understand.  It was more based on the superficial conclusion: This guy worked really hard to get to the leader's pavilion.  Even after vomiting blood, Liang Qiufeng could not lift his sword, let alone attack Bai Wu.  Xiang Baiwu had expected this, and a sneer appeared on his lips: If he could attack, he would have taken action when he surpassed the opponent just now.  How could Liang Qiufeng do what he couldn't do?  However, suddenly, he saw the pale Liang Qiufeng burst into laughter. He used his sword as a crutch with his sword pointed at the steps. ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? The figure that had been lingering for a long time suddenly started to move, and in one step, he stepped onto the steps, side by side with Xiang Baiwu.  Before Xiang Baiwu could react, he took another firm step and got on the machine again.?.  With such a breath, Liang Qiufeng broke through three steps in a row, surpassed Xiang Baiwu, and threw the opponent away.  Xiang Baiwu was dumbfounded. Xue Yixuan and others who were paying close attention to the situation below were even more confused. They had no idea how Liang Qiufeng did it.  The situation continues to change.  Liang Qiufeng was as if he had been given a shot of blood, he was getting more and more courageous and could not stop at all.  Such a state even made Xue Yixuan feel very worried, fearing that he could show such a fierce performance after regaining his strength.  Xiang Baiwu was so anxious that he couldn't rest any longer, so he hurriedly walked up.  Unfortunately, he fell behind and couldn't keep up with Liang Qiufeng's speed. He could only stare at the opponent's back - until Liang Qiufeng completely passed through the pressing formation and reached the top of the island.  With just a slight pause, the thin figure disappeared without even looking back - everyone knew that he had entered the leader's pavilion.  It's just that due to the angle, people who are still on the stage can't see it.  "Surprisingly, I really won" Yang Wuchi stood motionless at the bottom of the steps as if in a dream, and stopped climbing.  "Not bad, really good." Xue Yixuan had a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a while.  In about half a quarter of an hour, everyone on the steps felt their whole bodies relax, all the pressure was gone, and they returned to their normal state.  This is when the competition is over, the victory or defeat has been settled, and the formation restrictions set on the path are meaningless and have been removed.  Whoosh whoosh!  Xiang Baiwu gritted his teeth and flew forward; Du Yexiang, Xue Yixuan and others were not behind.  Without the restriction of holding the formation, such a small distance is just a matter of movement.  ¡® On the top, there are birds singing and flowers fragrant, and a simple pavilion is built in the middle. From the outside, there is not much that is surprising.  There is a plaque hanging on the lintel of the pavilion, with the words "Guishou Pavilion" written on it, with iron paintings and silver hooks, which is extremely elegant.  Liang Qiufeng was nowhere to be found in the pavilion, only Shi Hentian was sitting there: "He has something to do, so he will leave first." For competition assessments, you must take the stone path, but there is more than just this one way up and down the island.  Shi Hentian stood up and put his hands behind his back: "As a supplement to the dynasty elite handsome competition, the competition for the Chief Pavilion has always been less formal. Now the result has been determined. Huaizuo Mansion has won the championship, and the three members will be rewarded with titles. Well, let's go some more  After the process, someone from the imperial court will naturally go to Huaizuo Mansion to announce the award." He paused and said, "Okay, it's over here. Let's disperse." Xiang Baiwu sat down on the ground with a confused look on his face.  I never thought it would end like this.  Xue Yixuan looked around, still looking for Liang Qiufeng, but she could no longer see him.  The crowd was bustling. At this time, Liang Qiufeng had left the lake in the city and ran along the street to the outside of the city.  He walked in a hurry, as if there was an evil ghost chasing him behind him. If he didn't run faster, he would die.  Escape!
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