"Be careful!"
Xiang Yang waved Golden Staff in his hand with such magnificent momentum that the clouds in the sky were stirred.
Jiang Ping An raised his hand to fight.
The monk who was tortured by Jiang Ping An shouted from the bottom of the mountain.
"Beat him to death!"
"Knock him down!"
"We must give him a long memory!"
The geniuses were so excited to finally see this asshole get beat up.
Who can imagine the pain of fighting someone for a day and consuming yourself to death? This is more uncomfortable than being killed instantly, it is a destruction of the will.
Jiang Ping An turned his wrist and the stick was bounced back.
Xiang Yang felt shocked, but he could still bounce back.
Xiang Yang no longer worried about killing the opponent, and urged Blood Qi with all his strength, preparing to defeat him directly with stronger power.
A stick shook the sky, flying sand and rocks, and uprooted trees.
The terrifying power made the female monk standing on the 19th floor secretly frightened.
"Xiang Yang's level is already on par with mine! If we defeat Jiang Ping An this time, he will definitely challenge me!"
"Jiang Ping An is indeed powerful, but Limitless Fist is not invincible. This stick must exceed three times the power of Jiang Ping An."
Everyone thinks that Jiang Ping An will stop at the twenty-first floor.
It's already very good to reach this point.
When the stick fell, Jiang Ping An's legs were slightly bent, but there was no scene of being blown away.
Jiang Ping An turned his arm, the strange power from his body was emitted, and the violent impact of the stick was bounced back.
Xiang Yang's stick was knocked off and his body flew backwards.
It flew more than a hundred meters and hit a tree before stopping.
The cheering monks at the bottom of the mountain, the female monks on the 19th floor, and Xiang Yang himself all had their eyes widened.
"Impossible! How come such a terrifying stick didn't break Limitless Fist!"
"No! Jiang Ping An This guy definitely has something to hide!"
"Although it hasn't been broken, this should be the limit of Jiang Ping An. It's amazing to be able to reach the twentieth floor."
Everyone thought Jiang Ping An would be defeated before, but they didn't expect that he could rebound Xiang Yang's stick.
Jiang Ping An picked up the heavy iron bar, which weighed at least three hundred kilograms.
He threw the iron rod to Xiang Yang and said, "Continue."
Xiang Yang's face twitches, does this kid want to continue torturing himself?
He doesn't believe it and can't break the opponent's Limitless Fist!
Xiang Yang caught the stick and bombarded with all his strength again.
"Bang bang bang~"
Jiang Ping An is obviously not as calm as before, but Limitless Fist is still not broken.
Xiang Yang was also very smart. He did not waste time and fought with all his strength. In just one hour, he exhausted all his strength.
Xiang Yang didn't even say hello, he went to the 21st floor cursing.
This Limitless Fist is so shameless. Instead of fighting, it is equivalent to beating yourself.
Jiang Ping An took a long breath and entered the room on the twentieth floor to rest.
Meng Jing, who had already reached the eleventh floor, looked shocked when he saw Jiang Ping An reaching the twentieth floor.
She knew that Jiang Ping An was hiding, but she didn't expect that it was hidden so deeply and that it rushed to the twentieth floor so quickly, faster than she did at the beginning.
However, Meng Jing is very happy, even happier than rushing to the eleventh floor.
She knew that this Woodhead was not weak.
Meng Jing raised his head and looked at Ma Wei standing on the ninth floor, with anger in his eyes.
"If you dare to frame Woodhead, you must beat him up!"
The female monk on the nineteenth floor breathed a sigh of relief. The twentieth floor should be the Jiang Ping An limit.
She doesn't want to be tortured by Jiang Ping An.
Others think so too. From the scene of Jiang Ping An fighting Xiang Yang, it can be seen that he is already struggling in the battle.
If you continue to challenge people on the upper level, you are likely to lose.
However, they were destined to guess wrong.
Countdown Twenty-two days, nineteen floors.
Jiang Ping An was dressed in white, cupped his fists and said, "Please enlighten me."
"You... have broken through to Advanced Martial Master!"
The female monk on the 19th floor looked at the state of Jiang Ping An, her eyes widened.
Yes, Jiang Ping An was just Intermediate Martial Master before, and it hasn't reached its limit yet!
The other monks' expressions became strange when they saw Jiang Ping An's breakthrough and challenge.
"This guy can actually keep going up!"
"This kid can really endure it. He is obviously very powerful, but he endured it for four months!"
"How many levels can he reach?"
More and more monks are paying attention to Jiang Ping An.
Everyone usually discusses the geniuses on the mountain, and occasionally talks about Jiang Ping An who has been squatting on the 30th floor.
Whenever Jiang Ping An is mentioned, everyone smiles at each other and treats it as a joke.
I just found out today that the joke was on them!
Jiang Ping An is definitely very powerful, but it has never been revealed.
The battle breaks out again, Jiang Ping An is stronger than yesterday.
After half a day, the female monk was exhausted and lay on the ground gasping for air.
Countdown Twenty-one days, Eighteenth Layer.
Countdown Eighteen days, fifteen levels.
Countdown Fifteen days, twelve floors.
Jiang Ping An's name spread throughout the mountains,
From obscurity to skyrocketing.
Those who can enter the top fifteen levels are all super geniuses with powerful talents.
The opponents of Twelfth Layer and Jiang Ping An are acquaintances.
Zhang Lingmin, the woman with wind spirit root whom I met on the way to Black Wind City.
Her brother Zhang Ling was killed by Jiang Ping An.
But Zhang Lingmin hated her brother, so instead of holding him accountable, he just took away one Foundation Establishment Pill.
Zhang Lingmin looked up at Tenth Floor's Meng Jing, and then at Jiang Ping An in front of him. The arrogance on his face disappeared without a trace, and his expression was complicated.
"I underestimated you."
Zhang Lingmin never expected that the two people she had ignored half a year ago and could easily kill would have already caught up with her.
In fact, one of them has surpassed her.
"Please enlighten me."
Jiang Ping An clasped his fists, his face neither happy nor sad.
"Although your Limitless Fist is very powerful, I am a speed streamer Martial Warrior. I am confident that my speed can surpass yours by three times!"
Zhang Lingmin put away other emotions and while speaking, strong winds blew around her, and her body floated high.
"It's "Wind Spirit Dance"! Is Zhang Lingmin going to come up and use his special skills directly?"
"Zhang Lingmin must do this. If it were me, I wouldn't be consumed by Jiang Ping An all the time."
"Jiang Ping An is Body Cultivator. It's normal to be strong, but not fast. He will definitely not be able to catch up with Zhang Lingmin's speed!"
Although some monks are not as powerful as Jiang Ping An, after analysis, they are clear and logical.
Their analysis was correct. Jiang Ping An does have some flaws in terms of speed.
Jiang Ping An also noticed this and planned to go back and practice the speed flow technique again.
Wind Spirit Dance, a powerful wind technique that can greatly increase speed in a short period of time.
As Zhang Lingmin performed his skills, a huge tornado soaring into the sky enveloped Jiang Ping An.
Zhang Lingmin's body disappeared directly, but it didn't really disappear, but the speed reached the limit, which was difficult for ordinary monks to see!
"You lost."
Misty sounds echoed in the tornado, and no one could be seen at all.
Zhang Lingmin launches Wind Blade attack, preparing to end the battle with one move.
"Bang!"
The tornado exploded, and the fierce wind blew Zhang Lingmin away.
Zhang Lingmin hit Barrier on the eleventh floor, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, and his face changed horribly.
The tornado dispersed, and Jiang Ping An stood on the spot, holding the posture of Limitless Fist on his hand.
"Impossible! How can you possibly catch up with my speed!"
Zhang Lingmin didn't care about his injuries and stared at Jiang Ping An in disbelief.
Those who thought Jiang Ping An Jiang Ping An was slow also looked in disbelief.
Isn't it said that speed is the shortcoming of Jiang Ping An?
"I can't keep up with your speed, but I have good eyesight."
Jiang Ping An explained calmly.
"Good eyesight?"
Zhang Lingmin was very angry. She thought Jiang Ping An was humiliating herself, so she flew into the air again and attacked Jiang Ping An.
Jiang Ping An really didn't lie, his eyes are really good.
As the realm improves, the right eye seems to be improving, no, it is more likely to be said to be recovering.
There has always been a strange power contained in the right eye. As Jiang Ping An's realm improved, this power was gradually stimulated.
Just like dynamic vision.
Zhang Lingmin is indeed fast, but Jiang Ping An can see where the opponent is and can predict the attack in advance.
An hour passed and Zhang Lingmin was defeated.
The extreme speed that she was proud of was completely useless against Jiang Ping An. She could be seen attacking from any direction.
Jiang Ping An sat on the ground, reflecting on today's battle, reviewing his shortcomings and correcting them.
This is what he does every day.
Everyone at the foot of the mountain looked at Jiang Ping An's back, and their hearts were shocked.
This is a dark horse, a dark horse that exceeds everyone's expectations.
"Jiang Ping An... are you planning to hit the top ten?"
I don't know which genius said something that made everyone's hearts beat faster.
It would be terrible if Jiang Ping An could really enter the top ten.
In less than a month, I went from level 30 to top ten!
Of all geniuses, only two progressed so quickly.
One is Meng Jing.
But she is Thunder Spirit Body, and it is normal for her to make rapid progress.
But Jiang Ping An doesn't have such a powerful talent!
Countdown Fourteen days, eleventh level, Jiang Ping An challenges again.
On this day, Meng Jing and Ma Wei of the Vast Mist Sect started a terrifying battle on the ninth floor.
There have been very few changes in the rankings in the last month. The only ones still frantically impacting the rankings are Meng Jing and Jiang Ping An.
The battle between Meng Jing and Ma Wei attracted the attention of all the geniuses, including the super geniuses on the first three floors and the strong men in charge of management on the side.