Of course, before he left, Qin Hao unceremoniously took their Sumeru Pouches.
To be honest, he didn't care about Yuan Zong's Sumeru Pouch. There was nothing good in it.
But after the competition, Qin Hao had to return to Daqin Prefecture.
Whether it was the swordsmen of the Sect, Tiger Cliff, Li Gangpao, or the elders.
Or the family's old master, Qin Shilong, fourth uncle, third uncle …
For them, the Sumeru Pouch was priceless.
When the time came, everyone would have one. They would be so excited.
Anyway, Qin Hao won a lot of bets at Chiyang University. When he returned to Daqin Prefecture, he would let the Sumeru Pouch fly all over the place.
In fact, he wanted to see everyone's surprised faces.
There was also this Reflection Mirror, which recorded the three swordsmen groveling and cursing at Tian Boguang and Tian Shulin. He had to find a suitable opportunity to throw it out and let the upper echelons of the Luo Shui Empire see it.
Qin Hao was in a good mood. This time, he went straight to the eighth floor of the Yao-Suppressing Pagoda.
Along the way, he began to encounter many contestants.
Most of them were stuck on the sixth and seventh floor, unable to go any further.
There were very few who could rush to the eighth floor!
It also indicated that most of them were of the sixth or seventh class.
Qin Hao had a vague intuition about the Yao-Suppressing Pagoda that there was something terrible hidden inside.
Because the pressure on each floor was twice that of the next.
Especially on the seventh floor, it was more than three times that of the sixth floor.
Then how terrible was the pressure on the top floor? It was completely conceivable that the thing suppressed by the Yao-Suppressing Pagoda was on the top floor.
On the eighth floor …
Qin Hao's movements were not as easy as when he first entered the pagoda. Although he didn't feel like he was tied to an iron ball like the other contestants, every step he took was like stepping into a quagmire. It was quite difficult to lift his feet.
Moreover, he saw a familiar figure on the eighth floor. It was the only figure on the eighth floor.
"Senior brother Lin Feng?"
The one meditating in front was Lin Feng.
"Junior Brother Qin Hao?"
Hearing Qin Hao's call, Lin Feng opened his eyes. At this moment, his forehead was covered in sweat.
When he first saw Qin Hao, he was a little surprised. Then, he shook his head.
Even he could reach the eighth level. With Qin Hao's strength, it was completely reasonable for him to be able to reach this level.
"Why aren't you moving forward?"
Through observation, Qin Hao noticed that the other party had rested for a long time and should have enough stamina.
In response, Lin Feng powerlessly shook his head. "I've stopped here. No matter how hard I try, it's all in vain."
In fact, Lin Feng's Mentality was very high, as high as Rank-9.
Logically speaking, he should be able to climb to another level.
However, this Yao-Sealing Pagoda was very strange. Every level steadily suppressed the corresponding spiritual grade.
Therefore, Lin Feng could only stop at the eighth floor.
"Although I'm powerless to move forward, I have faint signs of a breakthrough. Junior Brother, just now, I saw that Senior Brother Xiaogua and Sword Young Master had already rushed to the ninth floor. As the number one person in Chiyang, don't fall behind!"
Patting Qin Hao's shoulder encouragingly, Lin Feng waved his hand and let him continue.
"Okay!"
Qin Hao nodded and asked again, "Have you seen Tian Boguang?"
"Tian Boguang?"
Lin Feng frowned slightly and shook his head. "I haven't seen him, but I'm guessing that he must be in front of Senior Brother Xiaogua. Junior Brother, you …"
In fact, he wanted to say, 'You must not lose.'
When the words were about to come out of his mouth, Lin Feng swallowed them back.
Want to win against Tian Boguang?
Easier said than done.
Even if Qin Hao really lost, it was nothing.
However, in this way, Yao Lao would definitely lose face.
Firstly, he would be humiliated and ridiculed by Tian Shulin.
Secondly, he would definitely shed all pretenses of cordiality with the other party again for Qin Hao.
He couldn't let Qin Hao be punished by Tian Boguang.
Therefore, Yao Lao was actually under a lot of pressure. It was very likely that his reputation would be damaged for Qin Hao.
"Don't worry, the loser … can only be Tian Boguang!"
Qin Hao's eyes were incomparably firm. Of course, he guessed what the other party was thinking. He took out a medicinal pill and placed it on the ground. The orange light on his body trembled, and the pressure in the pagoda instantly reduced by several times. He then increased his Water Wind Steps and disappeared like a meteor. His speed was extremely fast.
Hiss!
Looking at this scene, Lin Feng opened his mouth in shock.
He had personally experienced the pressure of the ninth floor of the Demon Subduing Pagoda. It was simply difficult to move an inch.
However, it seemed to have no effect on Qin Hao at all.
"Junior Brother Qin Hao, what kind of powerful man is he?"
Sighing with emotion, Lin Feng seemed to have seen the future of the Western Liang Continent at this moment.
The future belonged to Qin Hao.
Then, he lowered his head and saw the medicinal pill on the ground. Instantly, a warm flow gushed into his chest. Lin Feng was moved to the point his eyes were filled with hot tears. He picked it up and put it into his mouth.
He knew that this medicinal pill was very precious. It was a fourth-grade medicinal pill that could increase the success rate of a Yuan cultivator breaking through.
"Junior Brother Qin Hao is not only powerful, he is also a person who is loyal and affectionate. Those who have Qin Hao won't have to worry about not achieving great things!"
After he finished speaking, a buzzing sound was heard. A circle of orange waves of air spread out from Lin Feng's body.
The strength of his Yuan cultivator increased by several times.
He … had successfully broken through!
…
The ninth floor!
At this moment, two figures were slowly advancing side by side. It was as if their shoulders were pulling a plow. It was as if they were opening up a wasteland. Every step was difficult, and even staggered.
Without a doubt, it was Tsiogua and Sword Prince.
Although every step was heavy and difficult to bear, and they were drenched in sweat, their faces were filled with battle intent. No one was willing to fall behind.
"To think that I, Sword Prince, started practicing the sword since I was five years old. I became the disciple of the Sword King and was regarded as the pride of my family. But, I really can't hold on anymore. Tsiogua, the arduous task of defeating Tian Boguang can only depend on you alone!"
After he finished speaking, Sword Prince was the first to be unable to hold on and directly fell to the ground. After lying down, he gasped for breath in large mouthfuls. It was as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his body.
His face was also filled with extreme unwillingness.
He was really unwilling to lose to Tian Boguang again.
But, Tian Boguang was really too strong. He had already surpassed the two of them and entered the tenth floor.
"I won't give up. For my father, for my master, for my senior brother, and also … for my boss. Even if I'm crushed to death and turn into a bloody pulp, I'll still die on the eleventh floor!"
Tsiogua's face was flushed red from holding it in. His neck was full of veins, and his small body was trembling incomparably.
He raised his feet inch by inch. Then, under an invisible pressure, no matter how hard he tried, he was still unable to take a step forward.
"Herculean Bull Demonic Body … Open for me!"
Forced into a desperate situation, Tsiogua chose to use his trump card without hesitation.
In fact, whether it was Spiritual Power or Realm, he was stronger than Sword Prince.
It was just that he was unwilling to use all his strength until the last moment.
Now, he had no choice but to use it.
Until now, he still had not seen Qin Hao's figure.
He believed that Qin Hao was most likely stuck on the sixth floor.
After all, Qin Hao's Spiritual Power test in the Fengli Temple was only a mere fifth-grade.
This was already very high in Jiang Country.
At that time, because Tsiogua received the notice from Wild Dragon Academy in advance, he did not go to the Four Nations Martial Arts Tournament to support Qin Hao.
Naturally, he also did not see the scene of Qin Hao unleashing his tenth-grade Spiritual Power and crushing the King Turtle.
In Tsiogua's understanding, no matter how strong Qin Hao's strength was, he only had fifth-grade Spiritual Power. Reaching the sixth floor of the Demon Subduing Pagoda was already the limit of the limit.