"There are twelve bridges here. Everyone choose one and go!"
Gongsun Hong said. He then leaped up and, like a brisk swallow, floated about a hundred feet out before steadily landing on one of the bridges in the middle.
He looked back at everyone, his gaze momentarily stopping on Yi Yun, "It is your turn now."
Yi Yun clearly felt the warring spirit in Gongsun Hong's eyes.
Yi Yun could understand Gongsun Hong's thoughts. He was a proud person, so he could not accept that he had been completely overshadowed in the first trial. Besides, Gongsun Hong believed he was the strongest person in the group. Gongsun Hong was indignant having lost to Yi Yun who had used trickery.
He wanted to win the number one place back.
"Let us go on up."
The young cultivators leaped onto the bridges. Some were full of confidence, while others were very careful.
