C116 The Strange Situ Qing
C116 The Strange Situ Qing
After eliminating the shock in their hearts, everyone turned their eyes to the second island.
The competition was in full swing.
This island was different from the other islands. The mountains were stacked and uneven.
At the center of the island, there was a small mountain with a flag on top of it.
Whoever got the flag first would be the winner of this competition!
There were different environments and paths from the starting point to the top of the mountain.
Everyone had to find the correct path in the muddy environment and ensure that they did not fall behind others.
They could see that the twelve participants were running at full speed in different places such as the forest, the swamp, and the desert.
"Yi, that little girl called Situ Qing actually fell behind quite a bit. “
As Jiang Ling's disciple, Situ Qing naturally received the most attention.
Many people were looking for Situ Qing on the island, trying their best to find her.
After a long time, they suddenly realized that Situ Qing was actually ranked eleventh.
In front of her, many people were already far ahead of her!
Especially when she was a great distance away from first place. It was very difficult to surpass her in a short period of time.
"This time, Situ Qing should have lost, right? "
Everyone in the Xing River had a huge question mark in their hearts.
If it was anyone else, they would definitely be defeated if they fell behind.
But the key was that Situ Qing was Jiang Ling's disciple.
" The disciples of the God Sect were all very strange. It was hard to guarantee that they would have some kind of tricks that would allow them to obtain victory by surprise.
Just like just now, who would have thought that the black and slippery pill that Zhan Muxue refined was actually a Tier 2 and Tier 5 Deadwood Spring Transformation Pill!
Although Situ Qing was lagging behind now, only heaven knew what kind of trump cards she had up her sleeve!
Duan Zexiong stood beside Jiang Ling, his head slightly drooped as he looked at the island in puzzlement.
"This doesn't seem like the style of junior sister. “
On the island, although Situ Qing's speed was not slow, she definitely did not use her full strength!
Mooh Chen sat quietly on the right side of Jiang Ling, not saying a word.
Behind him stood..." The only third generation disciple of God Sect, Lau Churan.
She was like a curious kitten, looking around with bright eyes.
There was an uncontrollable excitement on Lau Churan's face.
Although she was not taken in by the Ancestor, to be able to get so close to the Ancestor...
Just thinking about it made her feel like she was going to faint from happiness.
Jiang Ling didn't notice Lau Churan's joy and joy. He only touched his chin slightly.
"Situ Qing is very clever. She will never do anything that will make her lose out. "
Jiang Ling was well aware of the settings on the island. As he spoke, he inadvertently glanced at Duan Zexiong.
Jiang Ling could tell what kind of trick Situ Qing was playing with him with just a glance.
If there were people who had been paying attention to Situ Qing, if they were more careful, they would discover one thing.
That was, no matter how far Situ Qing fell behind, she would ensure that she was not too far away from one person.
Brightheart Veranda, Sima Qi.
As a disciple of Brightheart Veranda, Sima Qi's strength was only at the intermediate stage of the True Talisman Realm. He wasn't outstanding at all.
That was why he had fallen behind everyone not long after the competition began.
The one following behind him was Situ Qing.
It could be seen that Sima Qi was very anxious about his fall behind.
"This strange island has many different terrains and a maze like route. How is this a race!?"
Sima Qi gritted his teeth as he ran, cursing in his heart the bastard who designed this competition venue.
Above the galaxy, the Bright Heart Pavilion's Sect Leader Ying Xinji suddenly sneezed.
Meng Haoran and the others beside him slowly turned their gazes over.
"Is the Sect Leader alright? Could it be that it took too much effort to design the contents of the competition these few days?"
Ying Xinji waved his hand nonchalantly. "It's nothing. The heavens are too high and the cold is too cold."
Then, he looked at Sima Qi.
There was a segment on this island that he had designed for this disciple.
He hoped that this disciple would not let down his painstaking efforts.
Although the gap between the participants on the island was huge, the distance between them was gradually shrinking.
The number one was the Void Imperfection Temple's Mysterious Monk.
He had been training his legs ever since he was a child. No one else could compare to him.
He was originally far ahead of the others, and it seemed like he was about to win.
However, he suddenly stopped.
Xuanmiao rubbed his bald head and looked at the area with some doubt.
He had just crossed the desert when he arrived at this plain.
Although it looked very ordinary, when he stepped into it, he discovered that it was a completely different world.
This place gave off a very strange feeling, as if he had mistakenly entered a distorted space.
There was no distinction between the top and the bottom, and it was hard to distinguish between north and south.
Xuanmiao felt as if he was standing on a ball, unable to walk out no matter how hard he tried, unable to sense the direction.
Many Sect Leader immediately noticed this scene, and cast their solemn gazes over.
The abbot of the Void Imperfection Temple, who had been observing the scene for a long time, let out a long sigh.
"The heavens and earth make a plate, and all things make a divination. The Sect Leader of Ying is truly a great creation!"
Ying Xinji heard this and waved his hand rather proudly.
"Great Master Zhen De is too kind. It's only at the Ancestor's request. The only person who can come up with such a wonderful idea is the Ancestor."
There were all kinds of mechanisms and traps along the island's route.
But these were all unimportant. The difficulty lay in the final Eight Trigrams Plain.
If one were to accidentally barge in, they would end up like Mysterious Little Monk, turning into a headless fly!
After Xuanmiao stepped into it, more and more people gradually entered the plain.
Most of them had the same reaction as Xuanmiao. Their faces were blank, and their eyes were dull. They were at a loss for what to do.
Some of them had bright lights in their heads, and they knew how to solve the problem.
However, they only knew how to do it, but they couldn't use it.
The Eight Trigrams of Wonder Gate was not something they could estimate.
Sima Qi arrived in front of the plain, panting heavily. He looked at the strange actions of the competitors in front of him and felt a little strange.
He looked at the plains in front of him and quickly noticed something unusual.
"This is... the Wonder Gate Formation?"
Sima Qi's eyes suddenly lit up. This was simply heaven helping him!
Everyone was stopped by Wonder Gate. Wasn't this the time for him to display his might?
He couldn't conceal the excitement on his face. He carefully looked at the plains, not missing a single detail.
It was also at this time that Situ Qing also arrived in front of the plain.
She glanced at Situ Qi and deliberately put on a very tired look as she sat cross-legged on the ground to rest.
Sima Qi, who was fully focused on the strange sight, did not notice Situ Qing's unusual actions.
After a long time, Sima Qi excitedly slapped his thigh!
" Yimu!"
After saying this, his figure flew out like an arrow leaving the bow!
He did not directly fly into the plains. Instead, he entered from a specific direction.
Situ Qing followed behind Sima Qi, and the distance between the two was five to six meters.