Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

Under the gazes of the crowd, Suen Zhiming lifted his left foot with difficulty. He knew very well that he had no way out, no way out.    

"Just a little bit more, just a little bit more."    

Clenching his teeth tightly, streams of stinky blood flowed out from the root of his teeth. Suen Zhiming's face turned red, veins popped out on his face, the scene was extremely terrifying.    

The distance of a few millimeters, a thousand miles, was only a dozen centimeters. As long as he put his foot down, it would be a success.    

Suen Zhiming's fighting spirit was high. This was the first time he had been so close to success. He could not retreat no matter what.    

Under everyone's gaze, Suen Zhiming's Yuan Qi surged. His shining left foot slowly fell towards the steps. Ten centimeters, eight centimeters, five centimeters, three centimetres. Two centimeters, one centimeter.    

Just as he was about to succeed, the scene in front of him completely shocked everyone below. Although everyone was looking forward to seeing Suen Zhiming truly step onto the ninth floor and break the legend of the Devil Curse, however, when they saw this scene, everyone's feeling more complicated than they imagined.    

Legend was only a centimeter away from the legend, and the Tianwu Academy's legendary writing was about to begin.    

"Bang!"    

An abnormal disciple was born, and a violent murderous aura soared into the sky. His imposing manner was fierce and imposing, and it was as if a tsunami was crashing down on him.    

"Pu!"    

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Suen Zhiming's mouth like a fountain. His figure was like a kite with a broken string. He was sent flying and smashed downwards violently.    

The crowd was in an uproar. This turn of events had shocked everyone. No one had thought that they would still fail in the end even though they were only a few millimeters away.    

Looking at the figure that was sent flying, Ao Lingchen was quite shocked in his heart. The moment he saw the left foot falling down, he had the same thought as many people. The legend was going to be written in Suen Zhiming's hands, leaving behind the most brilliant stroke of the Tianwu Academy. Never would he have thought that at the most critical moment, something unexpected would happen to his disciple.    

With a thought, Ao Lingchen leapt down and appeared in front of Suen Zhiming at an even faster speed. He extended his right hand and stabilized Suen Zhiming's body.    

"How is it? Are you alright?"    

Ao Lingchen frowned slightly. The moment he attacked, he could clearly feel a huge force coming from his body. If it wasn't for the fact that his body had improved tremendously, it would be impossible for him to catch it with ease.    

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suen Zhiming's face turned pale, and his eyes shook. He waved his hand gently.    

Looking at this powerless action, Ao Lingchen was even more shocked. He had never thought that the backlash would be so terrifying. Even with Suen Zhiming's strength, he couldn't even speak after being hit by it.    

"Is the ninth floor really that mysterious?! "    

These words became the biggest question in Ao Lingchen's heart. His curiosity towards the ninth level grew stronger, and he actually wanted to try out the mysterious ninth level.    

After letting out a long breath, Suen Zhiming's pale face turned red. His eyes were solemn, and a thick murderous aura appeared in the corner of his eyes, "It's very terrifying. It's like facing an invincible Fierce Beast. If it wasn't for the fact that it was knocked back in time... I'm afraid my body will collapse under that terrifying pressure."    

It seemed like Suen Zhiming was no match for that explosive pressure just now, and he was sent flying by it. But... At that moment, he was the only one who knew the truth. When his left foot was about to land, he was about to step onto the stairs of the Legend of Mir 2. An unprecedented pressure came from the center of the wave, enveloping his entire body.    

The moment the ferocious Qi descended, Suen Zhiming felt the threat of death, a threat that came from the instinct of his body. He could clearly feel his body crumbling and collapsing.    

His body was the foundation of his foundation. Not to mention disintegrating, even if he was injured, it would still be a huge hidden danger.    

The moment Suen Zhiming sensed that something was wrong, he wanted to retreat. However, there seemed to be a strange force in the ninth floor that was sucking his body, as if there was a ferocious Fierce Beast that was going to devour his body.    

This strange change caused fear to arise in Suen Zhiming's heart. He frantically circulated the Yuan Qi in his body. As a form of resistance, it was a pity that the effect was not high. In the end, he was forced into a corner. He could only pour the Yuan Qi in his body into his feet. It exploded directly, using this self-harming method to break through that strange power.    

The moment the violent Yuan Qi exploded, an even more terrifying shock wave came from above and crashed into Suen Zhiming's body. This was the scene that happened just now, and also the reason why Ao Lingchen felt a majestic force crashing into him.    

Listening to Suen Zhiming's description, Ao Lingchen's expression darkened slightly. He had never thought that there would be so many twists and turns in it. However, Suen Zhiming's unreserved words made him understand the terror of the ninth floor even more. However, this also ignited the fighting spirit in his heart.    

"The ninth floor!"    

Ao Lingchen raised his head and looked at the top of the golden light, his eyes shining with a fiery light.    

The ninth floor was too mysterious for the entire Tianwu Academy. Up until now, generations of people had been studying it, but none of them had been able to solve the mystery.    

"Don't worry about me. I'll just regulate my breathing. You can go and challenge the stairs. Whether it's to improve your physical body or to purify your Yuan Qi, it will be of great help. The selection won't be far, so don't waste your time."    

Suen Zhiming was very clear about Ao Lingchen's situation. He also knew that Ao Lingchen was here to improve before the selection. Ever since the opening of the mystic realm, all kinds of lucky chances had fallen into everyone's hands. His cultivation base had improved tremendously.    

In order to enter the top ten and head to the Imperial City, everyone was working hard. After all, no one could guarantee that they would enter the top ten 100%.    

Looking at Suen Zhiming's aura gradually calming down, Ao Lingchen gently stroked his chin. He looked up with a solemn expression, and the Yuan Qi in his body circulated around his body. With a slight shake of his feet, he jumped up and landed on the seventh floor under the tremendous pressure.    

Ao Lingchen was very familiar with the pressure of the sixth floor. It could be said that it was useless to him. He didn't want to waste any more time on it.    

His figure landed on the seventh floor. Due to the sudden increase in pressure, Ao Lingchen's feet trembled slightly, and a trace of panic appeared under his feet. However, in an instant, he stabilized his body and continued to stand there, enjoying the baptism of the pressure.    

"I never thought that Suen Zhiming would still fail. The ninth floor is too difficult."    

"That's right. I never thought that even Suen Zhiming, who has broken through to the Martial Spirit, wouldn't be able to step into it."    

"What a pity. He was just a little bit away. If he could stand firm, he would be able to write a legend."    

"That's right, but he can be considered a legend. He was the first one to step into the ninth floor."    

The sudden change had come too suddenly. Everyone had been in a daze. Everyone's attention was focused on the two people who were floating on the Heavenly Martial Ladder. The moment Ao Lingchen left and jumped onto the stairs again, everyone started discussing amongst themselves. Most of them were still feeling sorry for the scene just now.    

"It won't be a pity. He has already gotten more information for the people in the future."    

A trace of determination flashed across Ao Lingchen's heart. He took a light step forward and forcefully stepped into the eighth floor. Currently, his goal had changed. He wanted to break through to the ninth floor and see how terrifying the source of the mystery was.