Chapter 432
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“As for the Seventh Peak.”
“Even if you win this round, so what? It’s impossible for Du Gu Qingxiao to come back from the Fallen Dragon Abyss. Do you think how that flying corpse and the group of ghosts woke up? Naturally, it was also our doing!”
“However, even in this round, I may not necessarily lose.”
“How much you weigh, don’t I, Jin Hezhi, still not know? You can only suspend a weight of 1,900 catties with one breath. Just wait to make a fool of yourself on the stage!”
Hearing this, Xu Taiping withdrew his gaze.
He let out a soft sigh, stabilized his originally unsteady state of mind, and then murmured in his heart:
“I guessed correctly. The death of Liu Zijin’s sister, the injury of the eldest senior sister, and even the appearance of the Saber Ghost are not accidental. This Jin Hezhi, in order to bring down the Seven Peaks and even the entire Qingxuan, has been secretly colluding with Su Chan and planning for many years.”
Thinking of the innocent people who have been implicated because of this matter, Xu Taiping’s heart was suddenly filled with nameless anger.
“Ceng! ……”
At the same time, on the stage, the Western senior brother Zhou Liang had already controlled his saber and pulled it out of its sheath, flew to the front of Elder Heilong, and then said loudly:
“Please ask Elder Heilong to hang all one thousand nine hundred catties of the ship-pressing iron!”
Obviously, Zhou Liang was going all out and leaving no room for himself.
Either he succeeds in hanging the one thousand nine hundred catties of iron, or he faints and dies on the stage on the spot, or even shows the same ugly state as Huang Qi before.
Elder Heilong was silent for a while and then nodded.
Immediately, he waved his big sleeve, and several pieces of ship-pressing iron that weighed a total of one thousand nine hundred catties were all hung on Zhou Liang’s long saber, which was his natal weapon.
“Boom! ……”
The moment the ship-pressing iron was hung up, Zhou Liang’s body suddenly tensed up, and his whole body’s qi and blood suddenly exploded and dispersed from his body, directly enveloping his body in a cloud of blood mist.
That square face that rarely showed emotions was now distorted with pain, and the blood vessels on the forehead bulged up one by one, as if they were about to burst at any moment.
But even so, he did not fall.
He just bent over, as if carrying something tens of thousands of catties heavy.
He didn’t even let out a scream.
Seeing this scene, while the disciples of the Seven Peaks heaved a sigh of relief, their faces were also filled with expressions of distress.
How painful it would be to forcibly hang one thousand nine hundred catties of ship-pressing iron. Huang Qi from last time was a very good example.
Xu Taiping’s brows were tightly furrowed, and the hand holding Lin Buyu couldn’t help but tremble.
Because unlike Zhao Linglong and the others who could only see, Xu Taiping could also hear the voice in Senior Brother Zhou Liang’s heart at this moment——
“Can’t fall… can’t fall… I can’t fall… Zhou Liang, you can’t fall… Zhou Liang, you can die here… but… but before dying… must finish engraving the word…”
“Zhou Liang… you can’t faint and die.”
“Zhou Liang… you promised Second Senior Brother to protect the junior brother and protect the junior sister…”
“Zhou Liang… you haven’t repaid the kindness of the master, you haven’t repaid the kindness of Second Senior Brother, you haven’t repaid the kindness of the eldest senior sister who has taken care of you for the past three years! If you fall now, what are you? What are you!”
“Zhou Liang!——”
“Zheng!——”
With a roar in Zhou Liang’s heart, his long knife, as if feeling his intention, suddenly let out a knife cry like a roar.
Immediately, the long knife hanging a thousand and nine hundred catties of heavy pressure ship iron flew out through the air and was nailed firmly to the cliff wall.
Seeing this scene, on the viewing platform of Zhouyun Tower in the west of Wulao Pool, there was first a deathly silence, and then a deafening shout of surprise burst out in unison.
However, the disciples of the seven peaks all remained silent.
Some gritted their teeth tightly, some clenched their fists tightly, and some tightly held the weapons around their waists.
“Pfft!…”
Just at this moment, a mouthful of blood spurted out from Zhou Liang’s mouth.
And the knife he inserted in the cliff wall also let out a trembling cry.
Obviously, at this moment, his body had reached the limit that it could bear.
“Elder Black Dragon, he inserted the knife into the cliff wall. Isn’t this cheating?”
Just at this time, the voice of Jin Hezhi sounded again.
The disciples of the seven peaks immediately glared at him angrily.
But that Jin Hezhi grinned and continued to urge:
“Elder Black Dragon, you must not take sides with the seven peaks.”
Hearing this, Elder Black Dragon snorted coldly and then said loudly:
“Zhou Liang of the seven peaks, quickly pull out the knife and inscribe the seven-character poem, otherwise you will be regarded as a failure in this round of challenge.”
Hearing this, the hearts of the people in Qifeng tightened, and they once again looked at Zhou Liang in unison.
And after shaking his steps a few times, Zhou Liang nodded with difficulty.
Subsequently, it could be seen that he once again straightened his body little by little, and then reached out to try to control the long knife.
But he really had no strength left. Even the movement of raising his hand was very difficult, let alone engraving characters.
“Senior brother, you have already done very well. Next…”
“It’s not enough…”
Just as Xu Taiping was thinking this in his heart, Zhou Liang’s voice immediately came to his mind again——
“Zhou Liang… you are not enough… you haven’t done enough.”
“Zhou Liang… hold on… hold on a little longer…”
Listening to Zhou Liang’s heartsounds one after another Xu Taiping finally suppressed the thought of asking Senior Sister Jiang Zhi to take over for him.
Just like Senior Sister Wu Mo in the previous match, at this moment, Zhou Liang was also doing his part for Qifeng. No one could replace them at this time.
“Zheng!…”
With another sound of the knife.
Amid the surprise and exclamations of the whole audience, Senior Brother Zhou Liang of the West Peak actually managed to pull out the long knife with the ship-pressing iron hanging on it, and began to engrave characters on the cliff wall with a “swish swish swish”.
Obviously, he seemed to be completely exhausted.
Obviously, he couldn’t even stand steadily.
But every character he engraved on the cliff wall with the knife was still vigorous and powerful, just like his determination at this moment.