Ye Xiwen's speed was extremely fast and his stature was extremely free and unrestrained. It was as if a celestial being was taking a leisurely stroll in a courtyard and had completely surpassed the third and fourth group of Houtian eighth stage warriors.
His speed was getting faster and faster, and after a while, he saw the second group of Houtian ninth stage warriors.
Those people of the second group were engrossed in running, trying to catch up with the first group of eleven people. Suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind them. They turned around and saw Ye Xiwen directly catching up with them at an astonishing speed.
But in a trance, Ye Xiwen's figure, in the time it takes for a spark to fly off a flint, had already passed through these people, and everyone was stunned.
These people were undoubtedly the elites of the elites. Their agility techniques were not bad, and among them, there were many who had practiced intermediate agility techniques to the 'Xiaocheng' realm, but in front of Ye Xiwen's lightning fast speed, they were simply dwarfed and were simply not his match.
They simply did not have any movement and were overtaken by Ye Xiwen. After successfully overtaking the second group, Ye Xiwen began to chase after the first group, not too fast nor too slow, always controlling the rhythm in his hands.
Although it was obvious that this was a competition of agility techniques, but there was no need to be anxious!
At this time, Ye Xiwen had already reached the middle of the hillside, which was completely wrapped in clouds and mist. Even if Ye Xiwen was a martial arts master, he would absolutely not be able to see more than ten meters away. If he was not careful, he would fall down from here, and even if he was a master of the Houtian ninth stage, his body would be smashed to pieces and there would be no other end for him.
Most people would choose to slow down when they reached here, but Ye Xiwen was not afraid. Although the celestial step technique was extremely fast, just like a celestial being taking a stroll in the morning, but it was better at moving in a small area. Ye Xiwen had already practiced the 'celestial step' to the 'Dacheng' realm, so he would absolutely not fall down.
After a few leaps, Ye Xiwen had already left the corner of the mountainside behind, and directly drilled out of the dense fog that was curling around the mountainside area.
At this time, the silhouettes of the first group were already faintly visible, and the one running at the back was impressively Zhang Yuntian, who had challenged Ye Xiwen before.
Then Yi Yuan School's Qian Wanru, Wu Hao, Zhang Wenxiao, Zhang Ziqiu and Zhang Guoqi were almost neck and neck with each other. However, Zhang Yuntian was a few steps behind and his movements were somewhat sluggish. Obviously, the previous match between him and Ye Xiwen had a great impact on him.
Zhang Yuntian heard the sound of footsteps behind him and felt somewhat strange. He turned around and suddenly turned pale with fright: "It's actually you, Ye Xiwen!"
Previously, he had been paying attention to Ye Xiwen. However, after the start of the race, he found that Ye Xiwen didn't know what he was doing. Ye Xiwen dilly-dallying at the back, and soon fell behind a lot. In fact, Ye Xiwen couldn't even be seen at all. So, he didn't pay attention to it. Although he didn't know the reason, but it was impossible for him to catch up. After all, which one of the people present was simple? Every one of them was an outstanding person, especially these top disciples. Which one of them didn't have one or two lost techniques?
But he didn't expect that Ye Xiwen would actually catch up with them.
"How is this possible, how can his agility technique be so powerful!" Seeing that Ye Xiwen was getting closer and closer, Zhang Yuntian was suddenly startled in his heart. Ye Xiwen's bladesmanship had left a deep impression on him. Ye Xiwen's bladesmanship was really terrifying, ruthless, decisive, and incomparably gorgeous. Among the younger generation of bladesmen that he knew, no one could be on par with Ye Xiwen's bladesmanship.
But he didn't expect that Ye Xiwen's agility technique would be so terrifying. He knew that he had already practiced an intermediate agility technique to the Dacheng level. Even those disciples at the peak of Houtian ninth stage were not necessarily better than him in agility technique. It was nothing more than relying on the difference in skill to widen the gap between them.
But what was Ye Xiwen's speed? He was actually getting closer and closer to Zhang Yuntian. Ye Xiwen's agility technique was definitely superior to his own. Maybe it was a high-level agility technique, but Ye Xiwen had actually practiced it to a very profound level, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to display such power.
While Zhang Yuntian was in a trance, Ye Xiwen had already caught up with him, and after a while, he had already surpassed this group and was rapidly moving towards the forefront of the first group.
At this time, he was already close to the top of the mountain, and Ye Xiwen could already see the figures of the strongest disciples. And the one running in the front was actually Ye Xiwen's elder brother, Ye Feng.
Ye Feng took the lead, his footsteps were like the wind, his agility technique was superb, followed by two disciples of Zhang family, Zhang Jingxin and Zhang Wu, then another disciple of Yi Yuan School, Zhang Yang, and finally another disciple of Zhang family, Zhang Yuelian.
Ye Feng quickly rushed over and was the first disciple to reach the top of the mountain.
Four elders were already standing on the top of the mountain, waiting for the arrival of many disciples. From their faces, it was impossible to tell who had won and who had lost in the competition.
Seeing that Ye Feng was the first one to arrive, the fat and thin elders had a smile on their faces, apparently, they were quite satisfied, and in contrast, the complexions of the two elders of Zhang family slightly sank.
Immediately after Ye Feng, the second person had already arrived, it was Zhang Jingxin of Zhang family, and he was only half a step behind Ye Feng. And Zhang Wu also rushed to the top of the mountain at a speed half a step behind Zhang Jingxin.
Then, Zhang Yang of Yi Yuan School also rushed to the top of the mountain. Among the top disciples of the first group, only Zhang Yuelian had not rushed to the top of the mountain. Zhang Yuelian was also only a few steps behind Zhang Yuelian and was about to rush to the top of the mountain.
Suddenly, a figure like an electric light, instantly surpassed Zhang Yuelian and took the lead to reach the top of the mountain.
"It's actually you!"
"Third brother, it's you, great!"
…
That person was Ye Xiwen, which suddenly caused a lot of people to exclaim. It was not that they did not notice Ye Xiwen, but they had been paying attention to Ye Xiwen all along. From Zhang Yuntian, they knew that Ye Xiwen was a strong opponent, and before this, Ye Xiwen had been lagging behind too much, and he had dawdled for a while before starting to run, but they did not expect that he would actually be the fifth one to arrive.
Especially the disciples of Zhang family, their complexions were somewhat ugly, thinking that if Ye Xiwen had not dawdled for a while in the beginning, then there would have been no room for them to show off, and they were afraid that the first two places would have been taken by their Yi Yuan School.
However, everyone did not think for a long time, and began to meditate to restore their Zhen Qi. Running all the way up, their Zhen Qi had almost been consumed.
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