It turned out that the array set up on the stairs of Mount Hua had the same restrictive force as the Training Tower's gravity.
It was no wonder that the Martial Cultivators of the various sects found it more and more difficult to climb, taking two hours to reach the halfway point.
Jun Changxiao, who was walking like a snail or an ox, had just led his disciples into the array and stepped on the first step when they felt the gravitational force permeating the air.
To be honest.
They only felt the gravitational force.
But the pressure it produced was almost equal to nothing.
The gravity on the first level of the Training Tower was ten times stronger, and the gravity here was at most five times stronger.
So, it was not worth mentioning at all!
Looking up at the Martial Cultivators of the various sects who were climbing the mountain, Jun Changxiao snapped his fingers and said, "Catch up with them and surpass them."
"Yes!"
The disciples received the order and stepped forward. It could be said that they were flying.
Not to mention these elite disciples, even Li Tiantian, Sima Zhongda, and the others could easily climb the mountain.
After all, they usually went to the first level of the Training Tower to train for two to four hours.
Because of their personalities.
Li Qingyang and Xiao Ziji climbed the mountain at a moderate pace.
If Su Xiaomo and Li Fei were present, they would have run up the mountain long ago.
Jun Changxiao admired the clouds and cliffs of Mount Hua along the way. He could not help but sigh. This world is rich in Spirit Qi, and the mountains and rivers nurtured are incomparable to those of Earth. "
Whoosh whoosh —
With every step they climbed, the gravitational force whizzed over.
Jun Changxiao and Jiang Ya's expressions did not change. They climbed one step at a time. It could be said that they were stable.
In terms of speed, it would take at most ten minutes to catch up with the Martial Cultivators who were one step ahead.
…
Then there were the various forces that participated in the sects.
At this time, although they had climbed halfway, their faces were flushed and their breathing was rapid.
The various big shots looked very calm, but they were quite uncomfortable inside.
The five-times gravitational force around the stairs exerted pressure according to the martial artist's cultivation. High-level Martial Cultivators were no weaker than low-level Martial Cultivators.
"Palace Master."
Li 'er said, "Are you okay?"
Because she had to climb while supporting the Palace Master, she was already drenched in sweat.
Xi Jingxuan said, "I'm fine."
He was really fine because his breathing was steady and there was no fluctuation on his face.
Li-er couldn't help but secretly say, "Although Palace Mistress has an eye disease and looks very delicate, she has great willpower. The power of obstruction can't do anything to her."
It's just that … just like last time, I and my fellow disciples will be dragging them down again.
The Wondrous Flower Palace had participated in the previous sect martial arts competition.
At that time, Xi Jingxuan had also completely ignored gravity.
Unfortunately, the disciples were all exhausted.
Even though Li-er and the other disciples had gained some experience, they were only slightly better than the previous batch. It was impossible for them to climb all the way to the top of the mountain in one go.
"Ai."
Xi Jingxuan sighed and said, "Sect Master Jun didn't come. It feels so boring."
"Palace Master."
Li 'er said, "Fortunately, that fellow didn't come. Otherwise, I'm afraid he would have long been paralyzed on the stairs."
Although she acknowledged the strength of Jun Changxiao and the Iron Bone disciples, it was the first time they had to endure the resistance and climb halfway up the mountain. They must have been exhausted long ago.
Xi Jingxuan shook her head and said, "Sect Master Jun is extraordinary. Maybe climbing the mountain here isn't difficult for him."
"…"
Li-er was completely speechless.
They had only interacted a few times, but the Palace Master was already so concerned about him and had such high hopes for him!
"Plop!"
Right then, a martial cultivator who was walking in front sat down on the stairs with his legs wobbly. He panted heavily and said, "I … I can't go on … I have to rest for a while."
"What a good-for-nothing!"
The Patriarch of the sect was so angry that he blew his beard and glared at his disciple when he saw him collapse first.
He did not dare to reprimand too much because he had to endure the pressure of gravity as well. Otherwise, he might not be able to catch his breath and collapse as well.
There would be a limit to enduring five times the gravity.
In the following period of time, more and more martial cultivators collapsed on the ground, unable to bear the pressure and fell behind.
Some disciples of the advanced sects were still gritting their teeth and persevering. Even though every step was extremely difficult, they were still trying their best to overcome it and surpass themselves.
At this moment.
Reaching the top of the mountain was no longer for the glory of the sect, but for their own dignity!
"Patriarch Sun."
Patriarch Wang went up two more steps and laughed, "There are a lot of disciples from your sect who have fallen behind. It seems that it is not as good as the previous session."
Patriarch Song was angry in his heart, but he also said, "There are also a lot of disciples from Patriarch Wang who have fallen behind. We are the same."
Patriarch Wang said, "In my opinion, this time my Azure Water Sect will be one step ahead of your Blue Jade Sect and reach the top of the mountain first."
"We are only halfway up the road. It is still hard to say who will win."
Patriarch Song said and no longer said anything. He put all his thoughts on climbing the mountain, vowing to suppress the Azure Water Sect and reach the top first!
Patriarch Wang was also the same.
This so-called climb was actually a kind of competition.
Sects of the same level would definitely not condescend to be inferior to others. Instead, they wanted to prove that they were stronger than the other party.
Of course.
In this extremely long staircase, the one in the lead was a fourth-rate sect.
From the Patriarch to the disciples, it was at least fifty to sixty steps away from the second-ranked sect.
Don't underestimate this distance.
Even if they stopped to rest, it would still take a lot of time for the martial cultivators behind to reach the top while enduring the gravity.
Similarly a fourth-rate sect, the Mystic Flower Palace had fallen behind many of the fifth-rate sects due to the weakening of their disciples.
It couldn't be helped.
A female-dominated sect would definitely not be comparable to the male martial cultivators in terms of stamina and endurance.
"Patriarch."
At the front was a personal disciple from the fourth-rate Qian High Sect. He looked back at the martial cultivators who were left far behind and spoke with difficulty, "We are finally going to reach the top first."
The Qian High Sect's Palace Master said proudly, "As long as there are no third-rate sects involved, we are 90% certain."
He had brought his disciples to participate in the Huashan Martial Discus many times and had reached the top of Huashan as the second-ranked. Even if they lost, it was to the third-rate sects.
This time, without the participation of the third-rate sects, they could finally reach the top first!
The Qian High Sect might still be in the lead, but they were also affected by the gravity. As they climbed higher, their speed gradually decreased.
…
"I can't take it anymore … I can't take it anymore …"
"This is more tiring than fighting the beasts for three days and three nights!"
"This … the formation on the Huashan Staircase is indeed worthy of its reputation …"
More and more martial cultivators collapsed on the staircase in exhaustion.
They took in deep breaths, and their legs felt as heavy as lead.
It was difficult for them to continue climbing without resting.
"Hmm?"
At this moment, a martial cultivator at the very end heard footsteps coming from below. He looked up with difficulty.
"One, two, three, four."
Thud! Thud! Thud! “
"Two, two, three, four."
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Three, two, three, four …"
Thud! Thud! Thud!
"Oh … my … god …!"
The martial cultivator who had fallen behind first and sat paralyzed on the ground, his eyes suddenly became round and round, his two ears perked up.
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