Vol 2 Chapter 598: Panlong wall

When the sky was bright, Xiao Chen returned to Fenglong City with excitement and excitement, and the infinite fatigue came and fell asleep without any work.
I don't know how long it took. I heard the sound of knocking on the door and the voice of my brother outside the door. Good habits made Xiao Chen wake up quickly.
With the micro-sports, the fatigue will be swept away, and the spirit is even more incomparable.
Looking up, I found some mottled sunlight, coming in from the gap between the doors and windows, and suddenly I slept until noon.
Quickly got up and opened the door to see, Yun Kexin, Liu Suifeng, Muchen, Zhang Lie and Murong Chong all waited outside the door.
"I don't think that Xiao Shidi also has the habit of sleeping late, and he is still sleeping at noon." Yun Kexin smiled somewhat playfully.
Xiao Chen was a little embarrassed. Something happened last night, which led to the double consumption of energy in the mental body. If he does not sleep so badly on weekdays.
"looking for me?"
Liu Suifeng smiled and said: "Yun Shijie proposed that everyone go out of the city together. There are many monuments and buildings left in the ancient times in Fenglong City, so you can go shopping."
The Tianwu Dynasty has not yet been established, and the Fenglong City will exist in the world. The Pingcheng City will not be open to the public on weekdays, and it is difficult for outsiders to witness its style.
Only when the five countries compete for the hegemony, they will open the city to welcome guests. The warriors who come from all over the world will make this weekday empty city lively and extraordinary.
Even Murong Chong, who has always been unsocial, is ready to go together. I can see the charm of Fenglong City.
Xiao Chen also had some heartbeat and smiled: "Wait for me, after the wash is complete."
After a slap in the tea, Xiao Chen walked out of the courtyard door and walked in the streets of Fenglong City.
When Xiao Chen first fell, the big Fenglong City still couldn't see any figures. At this moment, it was full of people, and there were warriors from all over the country.
Some traders, as if they are emerging from the ground, all over the streets and alleys, the pub teahouses and stalls, everything should be lively and extraordinary, with flowers.
Liu Suifeng smiled and said: "I don't think there will be so many people. Fenglong City is bigger than our Xihe City. If it is full, it is estimated to have more than two million people."
Yun can nod and say: "Normal, you think about how much influence the five-nation hegemony has. It is a grand event of the whole continent. With the charm of Fenglong City itself, it is not unusual for three million people. ""
Everyone walked around and explored the city. Many historical monuments dating back tens of thousands of years were everywhere in Fenglong City.
The old-fashioned atmosphere of the face, let people know that it is not fake, and many of the monuments are amazing, lingering.
There are even warriors. Before the ancient things, suddenly they suddenly realized that they had broken through the bottleneck that had not been spent for many years.
Everyone in the walk came to a wall full of deep marks. The place was very popular and gathered a large number of warriors.
The wall does not know what material is made, it is dark, revealing a deep luster, up to 100 meters.
"This is the Panlong wall. The wall itself is a piece of meteorite. It is like this. The traces on the wall are left by some ancient Wusheng. There are gun marks, sword marks, knife marks, and Palm marks and fist marks."
"Only a strong person with a true dragon can leave traces on this wall. Hey, this dragon wall is not easy."
The owner of the wall is a businessman with a wealthy face. He is smiling and telling everyone. "If anyone can touch the wall of the dragon for ten seconds, I will give you 100,000 intermediate spirits."

"The longer I stay, the more I will give. I will give double the spirit stone every time more than ten seconds. As long as 10,000 intermediate Lingshi can be tested."
A huge horizontal line above the ground, the many knives onlookers are blocked at 500 meters, and they can only look far away.
"Really, if you can touch the wall for ten seconds, give 100,000 intermediate spirits?"
"Cheat, there are so easy things in the world." Many warriors are excited, and they can get 100,000 intermediate spirits. It is very simple.
The businessman with a rich face, smiled and said: "If you are a fake, you are the deacon of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce. This credit is still there."
"The Bandung Chamber of Commerce, the first chamber of commerce in the Jin Dynasty, is also the first chamber of commerce in the world. It should be no fake, let me try."
A knifeman with a master of Zhongpin Wu, who lost 10,000 pieces of intermediate Lingshi, strode across the horizontal line and walked straight toward the dark knife wall.
boom!
Before he even walked a hundred meters, the face of the warrior became very embarrassed. He took a few more steps and spit out a blood in his mouth and flew straight out.
Such a vision, I will shock everyone else at once, I feel amazed. Let the warriors who are eager to try, the heart is cold, not in a hurry to make a decision.
But people's curiosity is the most stubborn, the more strange things, the more people want to know the answer, want to try it out for yourself.
After the temptation of a huge amount of intermediate stone, after a few moments, several people left the Lingshi and walked over.
As a result, no one can walk to a hundred meters ago, all of them are bounced back by a strange force, and his face is very scared.
A few teas, the deacon of the Bandung Chamber of Commerce, received more than two million intermediate stone, the smile on his face is more intense.
"There is no friend, I have to try it. This is a loss of ten. It is definitely worthwhile."
Liu Yufeng asked strangely: "Xiao Chen, what is going on here, don't say touch the wall, even a hundred meters can't get close."
After a few moments of indulging in the morning, Xiao Chen replied: "The problem should be on the deep marks. I am afraid that the person said that there is no leave. It is indeed a trace of some ancient Wusheng."
"The will above the traces has not dissipated, the swordsman has to face the sword of the ancient swords, the swordsman has to face the sword of the ancient swords, and the people who practice the fists must face their respective sages."
"I'll try."
During the talk, Murong Chong went forward and threw a thousand middle-level Lingshi, directly across the horizontal line, and walked toward the wall of the dragon.
The look of the two hundred meters in front of the easy walk, Murong Chong face began to become a little difficult to look, and went a hundred meters forward, the two eyebrows have been deeply wrinkled together.
Step by step, Murong Chong continued to move forward, and walked another hundred meters, stopping only a hundred meters away from the magic wall.
One hundred meters is a hurdle. No one has been in the past. Everyone saw Murong rushed to the 100 meters before stopping, and could not help but be nervous.
Taking a deep breath, Murong rushed his right hand on the handle, strode forward, leaving a deep footprint on the ground, and successfully stood up.
"Successful, this person has walked a hundred meters, and it is worthy of being a genius who is qualified for the battle of Taiwan." Someone saw the dragon-shaped jade of Murong's waist, whispered.
"I don't know if he can keep going."
After every step of Murong Chong, it seemed to be difficult, and the forehead was full of sweat, and it was close to the wall of the dragon.
I don't know what kind of pressure Murong Chong is facing, and the footprints left on the ground are getting deeper and deeper.
"There are only ten steps away. You can touch the wall of the dragon in ten steps."
Despite the difficulties, Murong Chong’s footsteps did not stop, and the distance was constantly being drawn, and everyone’s heart was raised.
Snapped!
Murong Chong suddenly screamed and made a big step forward. He finally came to the foot of Panlong Wall and printed it directly.
boom!
Only after a slight touch for a second, was an invisible force, ejected back, spit out a large mouth of blood in his mouth, pale and incomparable.
Liu Suifeng and others rushed forward and helped him up. Murong Chong whispered: "The sword of the ancient Wusheng is indeed terrifying."
Some of the wolverines were bounced back, but no one would laugh at Murong Chong’s strength. I don’t know if the front is close to 100 meters.
Murong Chong can go up and touch the wall, which shows that his strength is good.
Then there are a lot of people who have tried it before, and there are still a few of them who are qualified for the battle of the Taiwanese, but at most they will reach 10 meters before, even if they touch the Panlong wall.
The strange disk dragon wall, the mysterious ancient Wusheng, let more and more people gather here, but with too many failed lessons, no one dares to try it easily.
"Interesting, I heard that the Bandung Chamber of Commerce had dug a strange stone a few years ago. I couldn’t think of it here. Let me try it."
An ice-like sound sounded, and a blue-shirt swordsman separated slowly from the crowd.
"It is Liu Yunyun of the Snow Swordsman, the ninth player in the last five-nation competition. These characters have come to join in the fun."