Imperial Lord

Chapter 145 The First Power of the Dragon

The so-called martial power is actually an invisible momentum. Like the pressure of the superior, although it is invisible, it is real. For example, those hegemons, martial arts giants, ordinary people can't even raise their heads in front of them, and even need only one look to pee the low-ranking warriors into their pants and even die.

This is the so-called self-righteousness.

Martial power is not real, and naturally it cannot be measured by strength. This kind of pressure is only aimed at the soul and makes people feel oppressed. Just like now, Zhuo Yuhan feels that there seems to be a mountain above his head, weighing more than 10,000 catties, like Mount Tai, which makes it difficult step by step.

Zhuo Yuhan clenched his teeth, but without the help of the dragon god in the crown, he only relied on the unyielding spiritual will in his heart and walked forward step by step. Willpower is also invisible, untouchable, invisible and intangible, and born with it. Some people are born with a strong will, while others are born cowardly. Some people have slowly honed their willpower through all kinds of hardships.

There is little connection between willpower and strength. It is possible that a first-class scholar, with a shocking will, is motionless in the face of this kind of pressure.

"Bat!"

A drop of sweat fell down his cheek and splashed on the cyan steps. Zhuo Yuhan felt that every step seemed to be moving against a mountain, and the bones on his body made a "cluck" sound, his knees were slightly bent, and his footsteps were heavy and slow. That night, Lanshan was also not relaxed at this time. The crown appeared above her head, and four stars flashed.

Four grades of Scholars.

Generally speaking, women's willpower is slightly weaker than that of men. Ye Lanshan's talent can be imagined that she can cultivate to four-grade knighthood at the age of 15. Even Zhuo Yuhan, if he hadn't swallowed the thunder, now he would be at most a second-grade scholar.

Of course, this is because Zhuo Yuhan's talent was locked during the vitality period, which delayed a lot of time. Otherwise, with the nine-star peerless talent, two years is enough to condense the crown.

"Hey, are you still okay? Why don't you sacrifice the crown?"

Ye Lanshan's smooth forehead was slightly sweaty, and she walked very slowly every step. Ye Lanshan stood on the 76th ladder and felt a blackness in front of her. This place has almost reached her limit. It's good to stick to it. At this time, Zhuo Yuhan still did not sacrifice the crown. He stood on the seventy-fifth step, looking at his back, his knees trembled, his body trembled like sieve, his forehead was sweating like rain, and his eyes were blurred.

Ye Lanshan glanced at Zhuo Yuhan and couldn't help but be shocked to see that he had not yet sacrificed the crown. Although there are also people in front of them who climb the ladder without relying on the crown, those people must have extraordinary magic weapons. Zhuo Yuhan climbed to level 75 with his own willpower, which was extremely amazing.

"You still worry about whether you can do it or not!"

Zhuo Yuhan felt that he had accumulated enough strength. He shouted in his heart and stepped up the seventy-six steps. He stood side by side with Ye Lanshan. His body trembled. Zhuo Yuhan stabilized for a long time and jumped out of his teeth word by word.

"I don't believe that this girl can't beat you in sacrificing the crown?"

Ye Lanshan felt that her self-esteem had been hit hard. Ye Lanshan grew up in the palace and accompanied Murong Bingyun when she was a child, but because of her humble background, she could not enter Tianmu College. However, in private, Murong Bingyun passed on a lot of profound martial arts to Ye Lanshan. This time, Tianmu College recruited students, and Ye Lanshan also came to assess under the order of Murong Bingyun.

Ye Lanshan clenched her silver teeth and took another step. Zhuo Yu shook his head slightly and said in his heart, "A competitive little girl." Step up the steps as well.

In a blink of an eye, the two climbed 88 steps in the continuous competition. The infinite martial arts pressure is majestic, like a mountain, like a torrential river, like a prison.

Zhuo Yuhan still did not sacrifice the crown, but only resisted the huge pressure with his own willpower. At this time, this pressure is already equivalent to the pressure of the martial arts will of a strong Yuanjue. Ye Lanshan was sweaty, her clothes had long been soaked with sweat, sticking to her body, and her hair stuck to her forehead in a messy place.

Standing behind Ye Lanshan, Zhuo Yuhan could clearly see Miaoman's body looming in the gauze. The blue gauze wrapped the body, setting off Ye Lanshan Miaoman's figure, and Zhuo Yuhan could even see the blue obese clothes inside clearly.

What are you looking at? Look again, I dug out your dog's eyes." Ye Lanshan stood on the 88th step. While fighting against this prison like a sea pressure, she naturally knew that she was embarrassed and gritted her teeth and said.

"Don't insist, you'd better go back! Going further, you can't stand it."

Along the way, Zhuo Yuhan also figured out the girl's temper, cold outside and hot inside, knife mouth, and bean curd heart. For a moment, Zhuo Yuhan reminded him.

"No. I promised the princess to become a student of Tianmu College. I can't let the princess down.

Unexpectedly, Ye Lanshan was not sarcastic and hit Zhuo Yuhan, but said seriously word by word. In the beautiful eyes, there is a firm light. Zhuo Yuhan has been practicing the crown without sacrificing it. He reached the eighty-eighth level by his own will. Although Ye Lanshan didn't say anything about this achievement, she was very impressed and amazed in her heart.

"It's no wonder the princess asked him to help. It doesn't seem easy."

"Who said I can't do it. Well, I'm at least a little better than you. If you have the ability, you can catch up with me. Ye Lanshan also seemed to realize that she had inadvertently revealed her true thoughts, and then curled her lips and said.

Zhuo Yuhan rolled his eyes when he heard the words. He was not in the mood to quarrel with her, and tried not to think about the deeper meaning of her "catching up". Ye Lanshan saw that Zhuo Yuhan didn't say anything and thought she looked down on her. She bit her silver teeth and suddenly took a step.

At the 89th level, the martial arts pressure has increased again and has been raised to the level of the martial arts will of the marquis overlord. Facing the sudden attack of power, Ye Lanshan's mouth was full of blood, her eyes were black, she screamed, and her body fell down.

"I'm sorry! Princess, Lan'er is useless, which disappoints you. At the last moment of falling down, Ye Lanshan cried secretly in her heart. But the next moment, Ye Lanshan suddenly felt a big hand lower behind her back and supported her back. Immediately, a man's shout sounded in his ear, and he stood steadily on the 88 steps.

"Drink!"

This is Zhuo Yu, who stood behind Ye Lanshan, with cold eyes and quick hands. Suddenly, he supported Ye Lanshan and stabilized her body. Are you all right! Do you have to go up?" Zhuo Yuhan let go of Ye Lanshan and asked in a low voice.

"I'm fine. Thank you..."

Ye Lanshan's heart pounded. It was the first time that a man made an intimate action. Zhuo Yuhan's heavy gasp brushed through her cheeks with a unique man's breath, which made Ye Lanshan's heart confused. Originally, she wanted to say thank you, but secondly, she couldn't say it.

"I can't go up. Wishing you success. Remember what you promised to the princess.

Ye Lanshan shook her head slightly, and she also knew very well that it was the limit for her to reach the 88 steps. She couldn't bear the martial power of a marquis overlord. She couldn't even stand firmly and how could she climb. Ye Lanshan suddenly felt a little depressed and was shocked. Her tone was very lonely, and she was about to turn around and go back. However, suddenly holding her shoulder with his big hand, Zhuo Yuhan said in a low voice.

"Let's go! I'll take you up."

"You? Take me up?" Ye Lanshan looked at Zhuo Yuhan in disbelief. Zhuo Yuhan sighed slightly and nodded.

"Forget it! I don't want to be able to get up with you. It's okay, as long as you promise the princess that you can do it. Ye Lanshan shook her head, obviously not wanting to drag Zhuo Yuhan down. Ye Lanshan knew very well how terrible the pressure was at that moment, and ordinary people could not resist it at all. Even if he was forcibly pulled up by Zhuo Yuhan, he could not withstand the pressure and died, let alone implicate Zhuo Yuhan.

"It doesn't matter. This pressure is like playing for me. Zhuo Yuhan smiled.

"Puff... What a narcissistic guy." Ye Lanshan saw Zhuo Yuhan's indifferent face and immediately smiled.

"Hey, boy, whether you go or not, get out of here! If you want to pick up a girl, get out of here. Don't fucking stale in my way."

At this time, there was an unbearable curse from the steps below. Zhuo Yuhan frowned when he heard the words and looked at the three tall young people below who came up step by step.

"How do you talk? The road faces the sky. If you have the ability, you can go up. It's crooked. If you can't do it, you still rely on others. Ye Lanshan was not the one to provoke, and immediately scolded each other.

"Little girl, look at this little white face, with fine skin and tender meat. It definitely won't work. I'm not too bad to take you up. Why don't you follow the three brothers? Let's take you up.

The young man in the middle smiled cheaply and looked up and down at Ye Lanshan. At this time, Yelanshan's gauze is tightly wrapped around her body, and you can easily see the skin and clothes inside.

"Bastard! Shameless." Ye Lanshan blushed and scolded angrily. If it weren't for the martial power on the ladder, Ye Lanshan would really want to beat these three people hard.

"Get out of here!"

The dragon crown in the depths of Zhuo Yu's cold eyebrows turned, and a dragon roar suddenly sounded in the air. A prison-like martial power swept out and wrapped Ye Lanshan. Ye Lanshan suddenly felt that the pressure on her body had disappeared. Zhuo Yu took a cold look at the three people, and their aura rolled up. The three of them rolled down like balls as if they were kicked by invisible big feet.

"Let's go! I'll take you up."

Zhuo Yuhan easily solved the three people. The dragon's crown deep in the middle of his eyebrows kept turning. The dragon's divine power was vast, which easily offset the pressure of martial arts on the sky ladder, and an invisible aura appeared on his body, covering Ye Lanshan and walking up.