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In the Imperial Academy, there is no more upright figure in the picture, there is only another scene, in which there are many candidates.∷∷,

The eyes of Duan Wang Lin Xinjue and Han Changfeng were both on Xing Qingsui in black outfits in the picture.

At this moment, Xing Qingsui just solved an opponent and opened the door to the third round.

"No, clean and neat!" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue praised.

"Well, Xing Qingsui has been tempered in the battlefield with Xing Hou over the years. It seems that he has already obtained some of the fighting spirit of Xing Hou. The opponents in Amaterasu cannot hold on for a quarter of an hour. Xing Qingsui has indeed not been abandoned in the past few years. There are very few brothers from the aristocratic family who are so bloody." Han Changfeng also nodded.

The strength Xing Qingsui showed just now really surprised him a little.

"This morning exam is indeed very exciting. Lord Han might as well analyze whether the top of this martial arts exam will eventually fall on Xing Qingsui's head or Nangong Mu's head?" As Duan Wang Lin Xinjue said, he also turned his eyes to another Nangong Mu who also entered the third round.

"Your Highness Duan is a embarrassing official. I am sorry that my uncle's eyes are not visible yet. Nangong Mu's opponents in both rounds are too weak... It seems that he is intending to hide his strength." Han Changfeng shook his head.

"Well, this Nangong Mu..." When Duan Wang Lin Xinjue said this, he did not continue talking, but just fell into deep thought.

The ninth prince Lin Yun, who was next to the two, seemed to be thinking about something.

Han Changfeng did not talk to Duan Wang Lin Xinjue anymore, but looked at Shichen, and then his eyes accidentally fell on the face of the ninth prince Lin Yun.

"Haha...what is the ninth prince thinking?" Han Changfeng's tone still seemed very polite.

"Well, I'm wondering if Fang Zhengzheng can cross the Broken Bridge." The ninth prince Lin Yun heard Han Changfeng's words, thought for a while, and replied.

"The Ninth Prince is thinking too much. The Holy Heaven World was created by the Holy Heaven War God Meng Tian. The passes arranged here naturally have Meng Tian's will in it. It is impossible for the Skyzhao Realm to forcibly break it." Han Changfeng heard the Ninth Prince's words. A trace of light flashed in his eyes, but he still explained from the side.

"Then is there no way to break this pass?" The ninth prince Lin Yun was a little confused.

"It's not that you can't break it, but you have to find the right way to break it. But for so many years, no one who has crossed the broken bridge has found a way. Most of them have forcibly broken through the ban. However, as far as I know, no one in Amaterasu realm has ever broken through the ban on this broken bridge." Han Changfeng nodded with a smile.

"So that's the case. Then... he probably won't be able to break it." The Ninth Prince seemed a little disappointed.

"It's not that I guess, it's definitely not going to break it!" Duan Wang Lin Xinjue spoke again at this time, and then sighed softly.

There seemed to be a sigh in his eyes.

"Ninth brother, I didn't tell you anything about you. You are also covered with blood from our Lin royal family. Sometimes you have to have some snacks when doing things. This time you supervised this court trial with me. Although Lord Han is the main writer, you should also check the knowledge of the Holy Heaven World? Fortunately, outsiders didn't hear your question just now. How could a person in the Amaterasu Realm break the ban on the Broken Bridge? This move is just the arrogant and arrogant person who is watching the sky in a well."

"The emperor's lesson is!" After hearing the words of Duan Wang Lin Xinjue, the ninth prince, nodded, but he was still thinking in his eyes.

However, because the picture in front of him was already placed on the second round of the Holy Heaven World, he didn't know what the current situation was in the first round.

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In the world of holy heaven.

Pingyang was so anxious that he stomped his feet a little anxiously as he heard the sounds.

"Xing Qingsui has entered the third round, and Nangong Mu has also entered the third round. I am still staying in the first round!" Pingyang's little mouth pouted high, looking extremely unhappy.

Yan Xiu, who was standing next to her, still looked cold, as if he hadn't heard the sound in the sky at all.

As for the three poor children not far away, they became more anxious. Because the longer they dragged Fang Zhengzheng, the greater the hope of being pushed down.

Compared with the five, Fang Zheng's expression looked very relaxed.

I was not too serious or serious, but instead looked leisurely and contented, looking at the stone bridge under my feet from time to time. I looked up at the thick white fog opposite me from time to time.

If he is thinking about crossing the bridge now, it would be more appropriate to say that he is now appreciating the broken bridge.

He has been enjoying it since he stepped onto the broken bridge.

He admired the word "broken bridge" on the stone tablet in front of the broken bridge for almost a quarter of an hour, and then he carefully admired every stone on the broken bridge, and even every broken gap in the broken bridge.

It has to be said that this broken bridge has a classical meaning of vicissitudes and history. If it were in its previous life, it would definitely be a unique scene, allowing tourists to stop and watch.

However, what is special about such a bridge standing in the Holy Heaven World and being a condition for passing?

Judging from the feeling.

Fang Zhengzhi is certain that the Shengtian world is different from the small world I encountered in the last time in the Xinhe Prefecture Examination.

Almost all the passes there are related to formations, but the broken bridge in front of you is completely different. This is a very beautiful bridge, and there is almost nothing else except beauty.

Standing on the broken bridge, there is no external pressure, no rock falling from the sky, and the stimulation of being on the needle and needle, it looks like an ordinary broken bridge anyway.

However, this is the Holy Heaven World.

It is the world created by the Holy Heaven war god Meng Tian.

This bridge naturally cannot be really ordinary.

Fang Zhengzhi originally thought there should be some restrictions on the bridge, and at least some tips, such as characters, patterns, etc., but after watching for nearly half an hour.

He found...

There is nothing.

This design is really intoxicating.

However, Fang Zhengzhi didn't care too much. He wanted to cross the bridge, but he would not be stubborn. He was still very peaceful in his mood.

After all, if you really can't get through, it's actually very simple.

Just throw someone down.

Since there is such a simple solution waiting for you to do it, Fang Zhengzheng naturally cannot be too persistent and distressed and insist on crossing the bridge.

It is a blessing to be able to live.

You can't pass without any loss.

Fang Zhengzhi has always been very casual, so when the scenery in front of him was almost visible, he took another step forward, wanting to see if there were any floating shadow caves under the bridge.

However, what disappointed him was that there was no mountain floating in the air at his feet, and there were only a deep and dark cliff.

There is no bottom, or there is no bottom at all.

"Although there is no dazzling scenery under the bridge, I still feel like a fairyland on the bridge."

"The bridge breaks..."

Fang Zheng looked straight at the white mist that was looming across the street, slowly closed his eyes, enjoying the breeze, and then a picture of his previous life appeared in his mind.

There, there is also a broken bridge.

Whenever it snows heavily, standing on the mountain, you can always see the snow covered by the bridge deck, which blends with the snow-white environment around it. The bridge body seems to appear and appear, while the white snow in the culvert forms a contrast with the bridge deck, which looks like a broken and not a broken feeling.

"The towers are towering, and you can reach the middle of the lake,"

"If the rain does not bring you moisten the mountains, you will be cloudy without clouds and water."

"The broken bridge is wild and moss is astringent, and the empty courtyard is deep in flowers."

"I still remember the moon in the west window, and the bells are in the north forest."

"The Broken Bridge and Snow, one of the ten scenic spots of West Lake, has been here for so many years. I wonder if I suddenly returned to the previous world now? Is it a great pleasure to blow up the magnificent scenery of a luxury car with one punch?"

Just as he was thinking this way, Fang Zhengzhi suddenly became slightly stunned.

"Wait a moment!"

If you imagine the white fog in front of you as white snow, it seems to match the broken bridge and snow on West Lake. Both broken bridges are very old, and there are things that can affect your vision.

The broken bridge in West Lake is because it covers the snow, which makes the vision illusion.

The broken bridge in front of me was covered by the thick fog in front of me, and I couldn't see the opposite side, which gave me this kind of illusion like a fairyland.

Looming.

It seems to be broken but not broken!

Broken Bridge!

"I seem to understand a little... no?! Could it be that this broken bridge is..." Fang Zhengzhi's gaze lit up in an instant, like a ray of dawn descending from the sky.
Chapter completed!