Chapter 198

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　　“Weng……” As Elder Black Dragon suspended a one-hundred-jin ship-pressing iron on the hilt of the flying sword, the rusty sword let out a trembling sound.
　　At the same time, Xu Taiping’s body tensed up all of a sudden.
　　“One　hundred　jin.”
　　Elder Black Dragon took a look at Xu Taiping and didn’t immediately put on the second piece of ship-pressing iron.
　　Xu Taiping knew that Elder Black Dragon was giving him a chance to adjust his breath.
　　After taking a deep breath, he nodded at Elder Black Dragon and said：
　　“Thank you.”
At this moment, although he, like before, showed symptoms of Soul Weeping, with the “weng weng weng” tinnitus ringing in his ears, rapid breathing, and a violent heartbeat it was still within his tolerance range.
　　Elder Black Dragon was slightly surprised after seeing Xu Taiping’s performance at this time.
　　After all, in the previous match, Xu Taiping wasn’t as relaxed as he was now.
　　However, he didn’t say anything and immediately hung the second one-hundred-jin ship-pressing iron on Xu Taiping’s rusty sword.
　　“Weng！ ……” The moment the second piece of ship-pressing iron was hung up, the symptoms of Soul Weeping immediately became stronger. Xu Taiping felt as if his head was about to burst, constantly making the “weng weng” sound that only he could hear. At the same time, his heart rate also started to accelerate, and the “peng peng peng” sound was as if it was about to burst out from his chest.
　　“Hu,　hu,　hu……”
　　He began to gasp for breath.
　　If it weren’t for the fact that several breaths would sometimes emerge from his acupoints to keep him mentally awake, he might have already fainted and fallen to the ground.
　　“Two　hundred　catties.”
　　At this time, the voice of Elder Black Dragon sounded again.
　　However, when this voice reached Xu Taiping’s ears, the voice was drawn out very long, and it took Xu Taiping a long time to understand.
　　“Hoo…” After tremblingly exhaling a breath, Xu Taiping, who was pinching the sword finger, nodded with a trembling body and replied with all his strength： “Thank you, Elder…”
　　Looking at the young person in front of him, the expression of Elder Black Dragon, who had originally had a calm face like an ancient well, showed a hint of emotion that flashed by.
　　He slowly nodded, and then took two more pieces of ship-pressing iron, one large and one small, and put them in his hand and said：
　　“The last two pieces of ship-pressing iron.”
　　After saying this, he first slowly hung the small piece of ship-pressing iron on the handle of the rusty sword.
　　Even such a small piece of ship-pressing iron still made the rusty sword sink downward.
　　“Uh！…”
　　However, Xu Taiping only snorted and immediately controlled the rusty sword to rise bit by bit with the sword finger.
　　At this time, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and even the clothes on his chest had been soaked with sweat.
　　You can hardly imagine that such a scene would appear on a cultivator in the Wangyou Realm, which is enough to show the horror of the Soul Weeping Disease.
　　”The　last　piece.”
　　At this time, Elder Black Dragon placed the last piece of ballast iron on the rusty sword.
　　With a “hum” tremor, the rusty sword suddenly dropped and almost hit the ground.
　　But just when the rusty sword was still one or two feet above the ground, Xu Taiping let out a muffled grunt through gritted teeth and forcibly lifted the rusty sword up from the ground.
　　The rusty sword suspending two hundred and sixty-three catties of ballast iron began to slowly fly over the heads of Xu Taiping and Elder Black Dragon.
　　Seeing this scene at this moment, whether it was the disciples who had ridiculed Xu Taiping before or Ye Xuan who was also on the stage, their complexions were very ugly at this moment.
　　As cultivators, they knew better than anyone how difficult it was to increase the load-bearing of the flying sword from one hundred and thirty-one catties to two hundred and sixty-three catties.
　　”To be able to do this, the little guy has actually won.”
　　Xu Ziyan on the cloud building said with a somewhat moved expression.
　　Anyone can see that although both are suspending two hundred and sixty-three catties of iron, Ye Xuan relies on his spiritual bone talent, while Xu Taiping relies on stubbornly persevering, stubbornly persevering under the torture of the Soul Weeping Disease.
　　Because the Soul Weeping Syndrome doesn’t cause particularly great damage to the soul, so theoretically, it is feasible to hold on desperately, but the problem is that not everyone can endure the pain of the Soul Weeping Syndrome.
　　Actually, what they don’t know is that Xu Taiping, who has cultivated that set of Emperor of Humanity Body Forging Art, even feels it more clearly than ordinary people, and doesn’t even have the chance to escape this pain by fainting.
　　However, Xu Taiping obviously didn’t plan to end it like this.
　　Just like last time, he slowly urged the flying sword to climb up bit by bit. Although the speed was as slow as a turtle crawling, neither the disciples on the field nor off the field showed any impatient expressions.
Most of the disciples present have practiced the Sword Control Technique and know very well how the Soul feels Weeping Syndrome will be. So even the most heartless person can’t blame Xu Taiping at this moment.
　　“Bang！”
　　After almost a cup of tea’s time, Xu Taiping’s sword suddenly nailed to the cliff wall, and then the sword tip began to slide on the cliff wall bit by bit.
　　He started to write the seven-character regulated poem.
　　Just like last time, even at this time, his handwriting was still extremely neat, so neat that it was embarrassing.
　　“If it’s not written well, I’ll be scolded by San San Jushi.”
　　Xu Taiping thought jokingly in his heart while writing.
　　And after seeing this scene, San San Jushi on the Cloud Tower didn’t say anything and directly flew away with the sword.
　　What he wanted to see, what he had to see, he had seen it all.
　　“Swish！” After another half an incense stick of time, Xu Taiping finally dropped the last stroke.
　　Immediately after, he flicked his sword finger, causing the rusty sword to drag the ship-weighting iron and fly back.
　　“Bang！”
　　Just like last time, the rusty sword heavily inserted into the platform.
　　“Disciple… has finished writing！”
　　Xu Taiping forcefully propped himself up and stood up straight, then looked up at the Black Dragon Elder.
　　The Black Dragon Elder was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became serious and nodded very seriously, saying：
　　“In this match, Xu Taiping of the Seventh Peak wins！”
　　Ye Xuan on the side, upon hearing these words, suddenly clenched his fists tightly. He tightly bit his lip, and a thick look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes.
　　He stepped forward to Xu Taiping and then said with a very complicated look in his eyes：
　　“I will win it back！”
　　Xu Taiping, who was very weak, looked up at Ye Xuan and then shook his head and said：
　　“You have no chance.”
　　For other people, Xu Taiping might have smiled indifferently, but facing Ye Xuan, he didn’t want to do that.
Ye Xuan’s eyes froze, and the clenched fist trembled never stop, as if ready to smash towards Xu Taiping. However, in the end, he still calmed down as if making a certain decision, and said word by word:
　　“See you at the Seven Peaks Competition six years later！”
　　Immediately after, he turned around and left.
　　“Taiping！”
　　At this time, Zhao Linglong, Qing Xiao and others all jumped onto the stage and helped Xu Taiping up in a flurry.
　　With his spirit completely relaxed, Xu Taiping let out a long sigh and said,
　　“Sister, brother, I’ll sleep for a while.”
　　After saying this, Xu Taiping’s mind went blank and he fell asleep.
　　……
　　Three　days　later.
　　Baicao Hall.
　　Xu Taiping didn’t expect that he slept for three days as soon as he fell asleep.
　　Even more unexpectedly, a lot of things happened during these three days.