The moment the voice sounded, the crowd was in an uproar.

One by one, the eyes fell on Zhou Qing. Some people who had never seen Zhou Qing showed incredible expressions on their faces, wanting to know why this guy dared to talk to the Saint Son of the Dragon like this.

At the top of the Holy Peak, the Holy Son of the Tianlong was naturally very angry when he heard Zhou Qing's words.

What he said just now was to empower himself by humiliating Zhou Qing.

After all, he just let go of his bold words and said that he would surpass Emperor Yi, but not only did he fail to surpass him, but he failed to even step on the seventh heaven. He was so embarrassed that he naturally wanted to find someone to humiliate him. This person was naturally Zhou Qing.

But Zhou Qing actually called him a little caterpillar in front of countless people, and even more so that he was like a waste, so how could he not be angry?

Even the strong man in the Holy Palace who took the Saint Son of the Dragon as his disciples, a cold look flashed in his eyes.

Zhou Qing said that the Holy Son of the Dragon is like a waste. Another meaning is that he has no vision and actually wants a waste to be a disciple.

A murderous cold light surged in the eyes of the Saint Son of Heaven. He looked at Zhou Qing with a condescending voice, and said indifferently and arrogantly: "When you step onto the top of the Holy Peak, you will say this in front of me!"

"It's ridiculous. I really don't know why you, a little caterpillar, have just stepped onto the sixth level, so why are you so arrogant?"

Zhou Qing mocked her, her face full of disdain.

"Hmph, not everyone can step on the sixth level. For example, you, the third level is probably your limit. I'm talking about this saint's trash, I want to see where your face is!" The Saint Son of the Dragon said coldly.

"Then let's wait and see." Zhou Qing smiled lightly, but his eyes were extremely sharp.

The third level is his limit?

Then he would use his actual actions to swell the face of the Tianlong Shengshen!

Soon, the crowds surged again.

Di Yi and Tianlong Saint Son have already stepped onto the Holy Peak, and have both been accepted as disciples by powerful figures in the Holy Palace, which greatly stimulated everyone.

Although every ninth level of heaven is difficult to ascend to heaven, it cannot stop everyone's passion.

Countless people headed towards the Nine Heavens, one after another, surging like a tide.

In addition to Di Yi and Tianlong Saint Son, someone finally reached the top of the Holy Peak, but he only got the key to the first level of heaven, and only had the qualification to step onto the Holy Peak, and he didn't even have the qualification to enter the Holy Palace.

However, being able to step onto the first level of heaven and climb to the holy peak is enough to show that this person is better than most people.

With the first, second, and third person, there will naturally be fourth and fifth persons, and many people will stand out from the crowd one after another.

As a few people stepped onto the Ninth Heaven, most of them were blocked from the Ninth Heaven and were directly bounced back.

Like the first person, he was shocked by the terrifying force and flew away to the distance. Then he closed his eyes and began to practice, as if he was rolling qi and blood steadily.

Time passed slowly, and the crowd turned into a rolling momentum, constantly rushing into the Nine Heavens like waves.

The 81st-level ladder to the end is like a dragon gate. Once it passes, it can turn into a dragon.

And the 63rd level of the sky ladder was the dragon gate. After passing by, the dragon turned into a dragon, soared into the sky, and from then on it became a success.

However, some people are happy and some are worried. Only a few people have succeeded, and the number of people who have been bombarded far away by the Nine Heavens is extremely terrifying.

The crowds in front of Zhou Qing gradually became fewer, while the crowds in the back were more and more, all of whom were bombarded back.

I looked up at the sky, and there was only about an hour left at noon.

Among the vast crowd, more than a thousand people should have climbed the Holy Peak, but there were only one hundred people who had truly set foot on the third level and became saints, and one ten was not left.

Horror, this is a horror number.

There are hundreds of thousands of people coming to the sky.

But at this moment, more than a thousand people have stepped onto the top of the Holy Peak. It is conceivable how difficult it is to set foot on the Ninth Heaven. Even if it is only the first Heaven, it has blocked 90% of the people.

These people are all geniuses of the younger generation, peers and the best in the same realm, and they are all very proud. However, they seem so unbearable in front of the Nine Heavens, and the blows in their hearts can be imagined.

The 18,000-foot-foot ladder is no longer as vast as it was at the beginning, and it seems quite sparse at this time.

But there were a lot of people under the ladder, and countless onlookers were watching the crowd, trying their best to become a saint.

"Human pursuit of martial arts has become a mad momentum, and this momentum is not weaker than the nine heavens."

Liu Jingxiao looked at the crowd that followed one after another and sighed: "As Lord Xuanluo said, the difficulty of the ladder is as difficult as going up to the blue sky, but countless people are still crazy about it!"

"Jingxiao, you were born in a big family, inherited powerful talents, and had a noble identity. Without any pain in your skin, how could you feel the sorrow of an ant!"

Zhou Qing whispered: "A weak man in martial arts, a son of man, cannot protect his parents; a husband, cannot protect his wife. The guardians are bullied and can only sigh to the sky and accuse the injustice of fate. Others stand at high altitude and look down at you. You are like an ant, killing him when he wants to, and humiliating him when he wants to. These are the sorrows of the weak."

Liu Jingxiao glanced at Zhou Qing and sighed: "How come I don't understand these things? The world of martial arts is respected by strength. Strong strength can bring strength. The weak can only live humbly, without dignity, and cannot do what they want to do."

"You said we were born in a big family, inherited strong talents, had a noble status, and had no pain in our skin. Then do you know that behind our seemingly glorious surface is the hardships along the way."

"The big family forces have the rules of big family forces. If you don't have strength or talent, what if you are a family child? You are still bullied and humiliated. Strength is everything!"

"The reason I said this before was that I felt a little sad when I saw so many people going forward one after another and being blown away. Just like the people who are waiting for us, the family affection is also very indifferent. Without strength, just like these people who are blown away by the Nine Heavens, they will also be kicked out by the family and die by themselves."

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed and he said, "Maybe, but relatively speaking, your starting line is always ahead of others."

"However, the ant is looking at the sky, and wants to go against the sky and have the ambition to shake the big tree. As a warrior, we are naturally taller in martial arts than the sky!"

“Higher than the sky…”

Liu Jingxiao glanced at Zhou Qing, felt the sharp aura emitted from Zhou Qing's body, and his eyes condensed.

He seemed to understand why Zhou Qing was born in an ordinary family, but he was better than the children of the big family.

Because Zhou Qing has a martial arts heart that is higher than the sky!

(End of this chapter)
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