Chapter 99: Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Overwhelming Might of the Immovable King Sutra

Yao Rong was completely dumbfounded, mouth wide open, mind blank.

She had experienced four-times pressure before; before opening, she could move freely.

After opening, her whole body was instantly pressed to the ground, unable to move a finger.

If it weren't for the staff outside the test room promptly shutting off the pressure device, she very likely would have been crushed to suffocation.

"They said he always holes up in the dorm, so how did he get this strong after coming out?!"

Yao Rong shook her head helplessly; even among geniuses there are differences.

Even though she had already been working hard, Lu Jing still quickly pulled ahead of her.

Inside the test room.

Lu Jing remained calm and composed under four-times pressure, occasionally throwing two punches, his face showing no sign of pain, even bearing a faint smile.

"If I practice the Star Chronicle Forging Body Technique once in this pressure room, the gains should be huge......"

Of course, Lu Jing was just thinking.

He walked to the barbell placed in the corner of the room, grabbed it with one hand, and lifted it directly.

Everyone's gaze followed Lu Jing's movement; when he single-handedly lifted a barbell weighing several hundred kilograms, the crowd erupted instantly.

"Holy shit, is he even human?"

"Under four-times pressure, even a fourth-realm warrior would struggle to move a bit, look at Lu Jing—he's fine as if nothing happened!"

"I'm already scared; this is a monster......"

Thud!

The barbell fell to the ground, making a dull thud.

That barbell seemed to hit Yao Rong's heart, making her proud strength and physique seem insignificant.

"Beep——"

A sound came from the test room, indicating Lu Jing had passed the assessment and broken the record.

"Yao Rong's record was broken again—when did breaking records become this easy?"

"I thought Yao Rong's record was an uncrossable chasm, but Lu Jing easily crossed it......"

Just when everyone thought Lu Jing would come out, he instead walked again toward the pressure setting.

"What is he going to do?"

"Could he want to train a bit longer in the test room?"

"Lu Jing wouldn't be thinking of continuing the challenge, would he!"

Meanwhile, Lu Jing had already adjusted the pressure in the test room.

The display flickered again: "Five-times pressure!"

"Holy shit!"

"He's crazy; this world must have gone mad!"

The gathered students outside couldn't help but curse, because they couldn't find words to describe Lu Jing's behavior.

The surging crowd produced a huge clamor, filled with astonishment, gasps, and disbelief.

Meanwhile, a boy, upon seeing Lu Jing, turned and walked against the flow of the crowd, soon disappearing from sight.

Inside a training room.

Feng Xinglan, who had just rested, stood up again, preparing to continue training.

"With the Winter Instructor's guidance, my control over the wind element has risen another level."

"Plus my family's inherited Wind Walking Step, I...... am now unprecedentedly strong!"

After finishing warm-ups, Feng Xinglan put on sunglasses, felt the wind elements swirling around, and curled the corners of his mouth slightly.

"In this ranking battle, I will definitely fight for first place and reclaim the title of East River Province's top genius!"

As his words fell, Feng Xinglan took out a high-grade Dan Medicine, stuffed it into his mouth, and began practicing Wind Walking Step while the medicine took effect.

Just then, the training room's door was pushed open.

The boy who had just left the Pressure Test Room came running in, panting.

"Feng Ge, something's wrong!"

"What's the matter, making such a fuss? Can't you see I'm training?"

Feng Xinglan's steps were interrupted, and he let out a displeased snort.

The boy scratched his head embarrassedly, "Feng Ge, the record in the Pressure Test Room has been broken again!"

"Broken again?" Feng Xinglan frowned slightly, "Has Yao Rong's strength improved this fast?"

"It's not Yao Rong!"

The boy waved his hand, "It's Lu Jing, the one who placed first in the camp entrance exam—he's come out!"

"What?"

Feng Xinglan's eyes widened instantly, a bad premonition rising in his heart: "Come on, let's go check!"

Having said that, he grabbed the nearby coat, threw it on casually, and sprinted out.

He didn't care whether the potency of the high-grade Dan Medicine he had just taken would be wasted.

"This is five-times pressure......"

Lu Jing's expression was no longer casual; he became somewhat more serious.

The surrounding air again grew thick, as if his whole body had sunk into mire.

Each step and breath became several times more difficult than before.

"Immovable King Sutra!"

As Lu Jing silently chanted in his mind, a thin layer of golden radiance suddenly burst forth over his body.

In the next instant, at the moment everyone was watching, Lu Jing suddenly fell forward.

"He's fallen!"

"He couldn't hold up..."

"Close the equipment quickly!"

But some people were left speechless the instant their words stopped.

Lu Jing fell forward, his palms stretching out to support his body.

Then he naturally began doing a push‑up.

"???"

"It's a monster, right!"

Lu Jing's expression relaxed again; under the blessing of the Immovable King Sutra, most of the pressure on his body vanished instantly.

He thrust his hands down and sprang his body off the ground, standing up again.

He then walked toward the barbell, intending to lift it.

From behind the crowd, Feng Xinglan arrived at top speed with his underlings.

But the onlookers were so many that they could see nothing, only hear occasional exclamations from the crowd.

"He's fucking amazing!"

"He can move freely under fivefold pressure; I almost couldn't even stand under a single pressure!"

"No wonder he's first in the camp assessment; who can match that Talent Endowed?"

"Exactly, even Yao Rong, a Talent Endowed, can't endure fivefold pressure."

Feng Xinglan listened intently nearby, his body jolting, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"Is it really that exaggerated?"

He could no longer hold back, thrusting his hands forward, shoving the crowd ahead of him.

"Who the fuck are you, why are you pushing!"

Complaints and curses rang out, but after turning to see Feng Xinglan, everyone without exception backed down.

"Feng Xinglan actually came too..."

"No wonder he's in such a hurry; he's Lu Jing's defeated subordinate!"

"Shh, don't speak recklessly; look, his face is dark, be careful not to vent on you..."

Feng Xinglan ignored the idle chatter, his eyes fixed on the transparent testing chamber ahead.

When he saw "fivefold pressure" on the display, his complexion grew even worse.

"Is it really fivefold pressure? How could that be..."

Inside the testing chamber, Lu Jing this time didn't use a prop, directly gripping the barbell with both hands.

"Lift—!"