Chapter 117

Just as Zhang Yu was silently conserving his strength and energy, a chorus of exclamations rang out from the competition arena.

Inside the livestream room, Gang Shan stared at the 10,000 kg figure on the Sky Pillar and said in surprise, "Is he challenging such a heavy weight in the second round already?"

Xiong Wenwu slowly stepped onto the platform, his eyes fixed tightly on the Sky Pillar pressing down inch by inch above his head, as if he were gazing at a sky collapsing toward him.

The next moment, his bear-like massive hands slammed fiercely toward the roaringly descending Sky Pillar.

With a bang-like explosion, Xiong Wenwu's entire body tensed, veins bulging one after another, and traces of blood oozed from his clenched teeth.

Yet even with such exertion, the Sky Pillar's descent showed no sign of stopping, as if it were determined to crush Xiong Wenwu on the platform inch by inch until he was completely ground to death.

But then the next moment, accompanied by a raging roar from Xiong Wenwu, a sound like a dragon's cry echoed across the arena, startling countless students and spectators, their hearts trembling.

At the same time, a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst from Xiong Wenwu's entire body.

As for the competition rankings, Li Xuelian had no worries.

At one, one look`'

And the feeling of the sky collapsing... he had experienced it countless times since childhood.

As soon as she stepped off the stage, she was immediately surrounded by many cameras. Though Le Mulan's head was a bit dizzy, she still finished the advertising script under the reminder of the competition coach.

"Now I... can hold up the sky! Roar!" With the bursting of the muscles in both arms, Xiong Wenwu pressed upward forcefully against the descending Sky Pillar.

Yu Xinghan said to Li Xuelian over the phone, "Senior Sister, why did you stop me? You know my strength. This weight is absolutely no problem."

The challenge of 10,000 kg had succeeded.

As the second round ended, the contestants began one by one to report their target weight for the final round.

"My target weight is 9,000 kg. This is an achievement only possible for power-type contestants, but now... I can do it!"

At this moment, Xiong Wenwu's muscles were stretched tighter and tighter, his teeth seemed about to shatter, and his heart pounded violently like a car engine.

"Don't waste money on irrelevant rankings."

"If you don't get hurt, how can you showcase the repair ability brought by the new technique?"

He thought to himself, "The Black Dragon Bloodline gives them extraordinary recovery power? Plus..."

Perhaps stimulated by the speed competition, Bai Zhenzhen's scars at this moment grew even redder, emitting a luster like a ruby.

Thinking of this, Bai Zhenzhen looked at Zhang Yu, who was still immersed in his own world, oblivious to everything, and thought to herself, "Good, Yu Zi, keep it up. I'm counting on you to get the medical expenses for this body full of injuries reimbursed."

"Now I have studied, have cultivated the Immortal Dao, and am a high school student! I am a favored child of heaven about to take the college entrance exam!"

Bai Zhenzhen smiled faintly and said nothing, only thinking to herself, "Last time in the martial arts competition, I had no money and no confidence to fight to the end."

Along with snapped tendons and broken bones, lines of blood spurted from Xiong Wenwu's body, and trickles of blood mixed with internal organs flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"How many kilograms did he report?"

Yu Xinghan, who was about to report his target weight... was stopped by someone.

At the same time, a camera immediately followed to record the entire process of Xiong Wenwu's injury recovery.

"This is also father's intention."

With the start of the final round of the Sky Pillar, after stepping onto the platform, contestants no longer played it conservatively like the previous round but instead went all out, challenging their own limits.

After all, the advantage Yu Xinghan had accumulated in the first three rounds was too great. Even if Xiong Wenwu took first place in this round, it didn't matter. Yu Xinghan would still be the champion of the sports competition, and the advertising and endorsement contracts with White Dragon High School and Xianyun Group would proceed smoothly.

As Le Mulan succeeded in the 9,000 kg challenge, Song Hailong lifted 9,300 kg, Hu Yuntao, covered in blood, lifted 9,800 kg, and Yu Xinghan broke through 10,001 kg, becoming the second contestant to successfully challenge the 10,000 kg Sky Pillar.

And the next five seconds felt to him as long as his entire past life.

Bai Zhenzhen silently complained in her heart, "What the hell... how many pills did he take? Is he going to become a pill furnace or what?"

After ending the call, Li Xuelian thought to herself, "The long-term practice of the Heavenly Martial Mind Purification Art has made his thinking somewhat rigid. It's just right to use this opportunity to suppress him a bit, which will also serve as a foundation for the next mental cultivation method."

"But with a score of 10,000 kg, besides Yu Xinghan on site, no one else should have the possibility of surpassing it. Now it just depends on whether Yu Xinghan will push himself in the next round."

Watching the medical team rushing toward Xiong Wenwu, Le Jingchen felt that Xiong Wenwu might not necessarily take the stage again in the third round of the Sky Pillar.

On the platform, after Le Mulan, trembling all over, had held the 9,000 kg Sky Pillar for five seconds, she suddenly fell to her knees, feeling the bones in her legs snap.

Hu Yuntao encouraged from the side, "Big brother! Hold on, don't faint! You still haven't said the advertising lines..."

Yu Xinghan said, "What about the contract? If Xiong Wenwu ends up ahead of me in the next round, I can only get second place in this round."

On the other side, in the resting area of White Dragon High School.

So she struggled to support her legs and tried to act as if nothing had happened as she walked off the stage.

Xiong Wenwu did not hear what the referee said; his mind was only replaying the order given by his father.

"10,800 kilograms, you should be able to achieve this number, right? Shouldn't the strength stage be your strong point? If you can't even do this, who would come to buy the new technology launched by Red Tower this time?"

Li Xuelian said lightly, "But if you overload and burst out, you will get hurt."

As if sensing Yu Xinghan's dissatisfaction, Li Xuelian then warned, "Xinghan, understand that your body no longer belongs to you; everything you have belongs to Father. You have no right to consume those assets and money that are not yours."

Li Xuelian said lightly, "Even if you get second place in this round, your total score will still be first, and you will still be the champion of this sports competition."

On the other side, after Yu Xinghan hung up the phone, he crushed the phone with a bang with his five fingers, emitting a cold aura that made none of the surrounding high school students dare to approach.

The black dragon scales, like clothes being stretched open, split into one bloody crack after another.

Every selection in the breeding base, every elimination of his companions, every exam after entering high school... each time was so tense, so frightening, so helpless for him.

Then, as his enormous body stood up with a crash, the Sky Pillar was pushed back one meter.

After a long while, under the repeated urging of the staff, he walked over with a frosty face and began to report his target weight for the final round.

Le Mulan recalled the process of taking the medicine off stage just now. The competition coach beside her said worriedly, "Even if it's President Le Jingchen's request, isn't this dosage too dangerous?"

The opponent's injuries... were rapidly recovering.

At that moment, his gaze suddenly sharpened, and he looked up at Zhang Yu in front of him: "This number... are you sure?"

At the same time.

Le Jingchen watched Xiong Wenwu walk off the stage, but found that the situation was not as expected.

Hu Yuntao nodded repeatedly and said excitedly, "Big brother! It's a success! With your promotion this time, this Black Dragon Bloodline technology is sure to sell well!"

Le Jingchen remarked, "Xiong Wenwu's result of 10,000 kilograms will definitely stimulate the other contestants. The next round will be exciting."

"I can! I can do it, Father! The me now is no longer the Number 33456 who could only helplessly accept fate's arrangements and watch the sky fall."

Bai Zhenzhen let out a painful groan, roaring in her heart, "Fucking body... hold on! I'm going to get into the Top 10 Universities!" After holding on for five seconds, Bai Zhenzhen finally lowered her hands supporting the Sky Pillar and walked off the platform covered in blood.

After repeatedly confirming, the staff still registered the target weight reported by Zhang Yu, but a question couldn't help rising in their hearts: "Is he crazy?"

After displaying the potions one by one, Le Mulan injected them into her body. After a moment, she felt her heart pound violently, and her face turned bright red in an instant.

Yet he could only feel the weight of 10,800 kilograms pressing down with an unstoppable force, forcing his head down, bending his back, and driving him to his knees.

"Getting hurt is a good thing; the more severe the injury, the better you can demonstrate your recovery ability."

"This time, Yu got the champion and reimbursed my medical expenses, so I can finally let loose a bit."

At the same time, Xiong Wenwu once again looked up at the slowly descending Sky Pillar, feeling the dark mass gradually block his vision, as if the sky were falling.

"Is he placed after Xiong Wenwu?"

"Where's Zhang Yu? Why hasn't he come on stage yet?"

The referee beside him asked, "Xiong Wenwu, do you want to continue?"

And as Bai Zhenzhen, with a fierce shout, pushed the Sky Pillar upward, several scars finally split open, staining her body with blood.

And along with the burst of blood mist all over Xiong Wenwu's body, the originally descending Sky Pillar gradually slowed to a halt, and even, with another explosive roar from him, was pushed back upward by several inches.

Wang Hai immediately ran over and sighed helplessly, "You know your own situation, why didn't you report a lower weight?"

Especially when he thought that his strength was clearly stronger than Xiong Wenwu's, yet he couldn't burst out and overwhelm him in one go, and might even let the other take first place in the final round... he felt that the 'Heavenly Martial Heart Refining Art' running in his mind also became sluggish.

When Bai Zhenzhen went on stage, the number displayed on the Sky Pillar was 8,050 kilograms.

As the immense pressure transmitted from her palms, the scars on Bai Zhenzhen's body turned crimson again, like dragon claws slowly clenching her body.

But facing countless cameras and the ensuing media publicity, she knew she could not show weakness, because that was her responsibility and duty as an important training target of her family.

At that moment, Bai Zhenzhen felt a wave of heat wash over her, and she saw Le Mulan, who was passing by on her way to the stage, emitting rolling hot steam from her entire body, as if she were being cooked.

Gang Shan said in surprise: "Going all out in the second round? His muscles must be severely strained, right? With such heavy injuries, there's no way he can participate in the next round."

As the staff member registered, he thought to himself: "Was he provoked by Xiong Wenwu's final desperate effort? Everyone is trying so hard..."

It turned out that his flesh and scales could not withstand the overload power explosion of Xiong Wenwu, and were literally torn apart by the violently swelling muscles.

"Xinghan, your body is very strong, but that also means it's very expensive to train."

Then, under the gaze of the crowd, Xiong Wenwu, with traces of blood still on his body, slowly mounted the stage.

Yu Xinghan still felt a sense of frustration.

"I don't want to waste my father's money on medical expenses."

But just as everyone was expecting Xiong Wenwu's performance, Wang Hai noticed something strange.

She spoke slowly to the advertising camera beside her: "For other students, this round is just about challenging their own strength limits, but for me, who has undergone super metabolic surgery, this round can also conveniently test my medication limits."

"Injured?"

So some succeeded, some failed, and some were injured.

Le Jingchen nodded and said: "Theoretically, the better you understand your own body and condition, the more precise the weight you set."

Hu Yuntao under the stage let out a tiger roar to the sky, leading the Red Tower people present to burst into cheers.

By the time Xiong Wenwu realized it, he had already fallen onto the stage.

Le Mulan said indifferently: "Give it to me."

Looking at Hu Yuntao charging toward him, Xiong Wenwu murmured: "Did... did I succeed?"

Gang Shan said: "Everyone is going all out in this round. The specific number for the target weight is also very interesting. I think the player who can set this target weight more accurately should have a deeper insight into their own strength limit."

Just like at this very moment, when he tried to prop up his palms to withstand the pressure descending from the sky.

And just as Xiong Wenwu was being carried off, the Red Tower people were excitedly calling for the number one spot, and many students and spectators were also marveling at Xiong Wenwu's achievement.

The Sky Pillar on the stage trembled slightly, and a number appeared.

12,531 kilograms.

Only then did everyone realize—there was still a master?! — The Gods' War competition at the starting point officially begins today. Thank you all for the nominations earlier, which gave me the qualification to eat at Oasis Group's buffet. Although I only deserve to eat in the restroom with my two updates a day recently, I still hope everyone can throw me some dedicated monthly tickets for the Gods' War. I'm almost done gathering the chapter fragments for loan repayment, and I should be able to repay one chapter the day after tomorrow.