The three of them were also in disbelief. If Fang Zhengzhi was foolish to jump off the cliff, then Yan Xiu was clearly not that foolish.
Furthermore...
Even if Yan Xiu really believed that Fang Zhengzhi's idea was correct.
There was no need for him to jump now.
Since Fang Zhengzhi had jumped first, Yan Xiu could wait for the sound of Fang Zhengzhi passing to be heard from the sky. It would not be too late for him to jump after Fang Zhengzhi.
He would have jumped before the sound of Fang Zhengzhi's voice could be heard.
This was not a smart move.
"Could it be that he has become stupid after being together for so long?"
Just as the three of them were deep in thought, a clear voice rang out from the sky.
"Fang Zhengzhi has entered the second round!"
"Hahaha... Fang Zhengzhi is out. Who told me to push... oh? Hang on, I think... he entered the second round?! "Ping Yang's expression froze.
The three of them froze as well.
"Fang Zhengzhi entered the second round?!"
"How is that possible?!"
"He really jumped over? That's impossible! "
The three poor souls looked at each other and saw the disbelief on each other's faces. This result was really unacceptable to them.
Fang Zhengzhi did not push them off the cliff.
There was only one possibility for him to enter the second round.
He had passed the Broken Bridge!
"He... he really passed?!" Ping Yang's clear eyes stared at the white mist on the other side of the cliff. She refused to believe that this was real no matter what.
The Broken Bridge in the World of the Sage...
No one in the Heavenly Reflection State had jumped over it in the past few hundred years.
Fang Zhengzhi had actually jumped over it?
"What is his cultivation level? That can't be... he has already broken through to the Heavenly Reflection State, right? "Ping Yang felt that this was the only explanation, but no matter how she thought about it, this explanation seemed even more impossible.
Just at this moment, a voice rang out from the sky.
"Yan Xiu has entered the second round!"
"What?!" Ping Yang's jaw dropped. The expression on her face was even more exaggerated than when Fang Zhengzhi had seen her naked back at Ping Yang Residence.
The three of them also had their mouths wide open.
If Fang Zhengzhi had hidden his cultivation level and jumped over, then how could Yan Xiu have entered the second round?
"We can really jump over it!" The three poor souls refused to believe it. However, they had to believe it because it was the truth.
Moreover. It happened right before their eyes.
…
As time ticked by, Ping Yang and the others finally came to their senses after the time it took for half an incense stick to burn.
Then, Ping Yang's gaze landed on the three pitiful souls' voices.
"You guys jump first!"
"Ah?! No … Your Highness! "
"If you don't jump, I'll push all three of you down!" Ping Yang raised the Blazing Qilin Spear in her hand and a domineering flame danced around her.
It was like a fairy bathed in flames.
The three pitiful souls looked at Ping Yang. Finally, he gave in.
"Your Highness … I'm jumping anyway, can I … can I jump from here?" A pitiful man looked at the broken bridge in front of him. He felt that jumping from the cliff was too exaggerated.
If he really had to jump, he would rather choose to jump on the Broken Bridge.
"Alright, jump!" Ping Yang looked at the broken bridge, then looked at the cliff on the other side. She revealed a cunning smile and nodded.
The pitiful soul did not notice Ping Yang's smile. When he heard Ping Yang agree, he heaved a sigh of relief.
He did not dare to hesitate.
Before Ping Yang could change her mind. He charged onto the Broken Bridge, squatted down and jumped …
"Ah!" The pitiful soul screamed as he jumped.
…
"Song Zailin is out!"
Before long, a clear voice rang out in the sky.
When Ping Yang heard this voice, the smile on his face became incomparably bright. "What an idiot …! You two, where do you want to jump? "
"We'll choose there!" The remaining two pitiful souls broke out in a cold sweat when they heard that Song Zailin was out. When asked by Ping Yang, they naturally pointed to where Song Zailin and Yan Xiu jumped off the cliff.
"Alright, go ahead." Ping Yang nodded generously.
"Young Master Tang, please?"
"Young Master Li, please!"
The two pitiful souls immediately began to push each other.
"Cut the crap, you stay. Stay here. If he's eliminated, I'll push you down. You … jump first! "Ping Yang impatiently gave the two of them their respective missions.
The two pitiful souls looked at each other. They knew that they could not escape. After all, if they didn't jump, they would not survive. If they jumped, they still had a chance of survival.
As such, Young Master Tang, who was ordered to jump first, gritted his teeth and ran. Then. He leapt into the white mist …
Ping Yang looked at the pitiful soul jumping into the white mist, her expression slightly anxious.
…
"Tang Jiming enters the second round!"
Before long, the voice rang out in the sky again.
"Hahaha … I am so smart. I have to jump there!" When Ping Yang heard this voice, she instantly became excited.
The remaining pitiful soul wiped the sweat off his forehead. "What has this got to do with your highness? This is all Fang Zhengzhi's work. "
"What did you say?"
"Ah?! I said that your highness is so smart, able to see through Heaven's will! "
"Do you really think I am stupid? If not for the fact that I am afraid of killing you, I would enter the second round and affect my chances of passing the broken bridge. I would stab you to death right now. "Ping Yang ignored the pitiful soul and walked towards the cliff.
Seeing Ping Yang walk towards the cliff, the pitiful soul did not dare to speak. He only sighed to himself, "Your highness … a spear should be called a stab!"
…
Inside the Imperial Academy.
King Duan and Han Zhangfeng were watching the screen in front of them.
The screen was showing the third round of the World of the Sage. After the intense competition, almost all of the remaining candidates had entered the third round. There were very few left in the second round.
"Nangong Mu is about to show off his powers right?" King Duan picked up the cup of hot tea in front of him and took a sip.
Almost half of the candidates who could enter the third round were in the Heavenly Reflection State. It would not be easy for such an opponent to hide his powers like he did in the previous two rounds.
Just at this moment, an imperial messenger in a black official robe rushed in from a room at the side.
"Your highness, Ninth Prince, Official Han, Fang … Fang Zhengzhi and the rest have already … entered the second round." The Imperial Censor swallowed his saliva with difficulty as he spoke. The expression on his face clearly showed that he had not recovered from the shock.
"What are you so flustered about?" Han Zhangfeng was displeased when he saw the imperial messenger's expression.
"Yes … yes …" The imperial messenger's mouth fell open.
"It's fine, they passed. How many people are left in the second round?" King Duan waved Han Zhangfeng off, not reprimanding the imperial messenger for his shock.
"Your … Your highness, there were originally two people left, but now there are seven." The imperial messenger knew that he had lost his composure. He took a deep breath, but the scene just now was too shocking. He was still in a daze.
"Two left? Haha … that's not enough for the three of them. It looks like they will have to fight it out in the second round … hang on, did you say seven? "
King Duan smiled when he heard that there were only two left. However, when he thought about it, something did not seem right. Two plus three, how did it become seven?
"Imperial Messenger Wang, you must be feeling unwell today. Why are there seven in the second round? Didn't you say that there were no other people left in the first round? "Han Zhangfeng's tone was icy when he heard this.
"King Duan, Official Han, please forgive me! There were indeed no other people in the first round. However, Fang Zhengzhi and the rest had detained three people. Two of them passed, so there are a total of seven people in the second round. "
"What do you mean? You said that two of the people they detained had …. Don't tell me …. "Han Changfeng seemed to have thought of something at the last part of his sentence, and his expression changed drastically.
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