Yuan Qingli did not catch it directly.

Instead, he made circles with both hands, following the direction in which the colored ball fell.

The movement is executed with a sweeping, scooping, and dragging motion, displaying the power of Tai Chi, before finally rising again.

The entire movement was performed in one smooth motion, flowing naturally.

To achieve the state of non-action, where humanity and nature are in harmony and the Tao follows its natural way.

A group of clowns were completely stunned.

Clap clap clap. Thunderous applause.

"Did I pass?" Yuan Qingli felt her abdomen start to throb again and asked through gritted teeth.

"Yes, yes, madam's performance was absolutely amazing, with a lingering sound that lasts for three days, making one forget the taste of meat for three months. Wonderful!"

Yuan Qingli was stunned by the wind.

This clown's flattery is so well-crafted.

The first hurdle should be cleared.

"Congratulations to our lady for successfully passing the first test."

"Next, we'll begin our second challenge—the blind swordsmanship competition!"

The two clowns gave another thoughtful performance.

One person stood by the wall with a red cloth hanging on it and blindfolded himself with the red cloth.

Another person stood five meters away, also blindfolded, and began throwing 11 flying swords.

The flying sword wasn't short; it looked to be about 20 centimeters long.

"Swish swish swish—"

The clown was incredibly fast, gripping the sword in his left hand and swinging it with his right; even Li Xunhuan wasn't as dashing as him.

Then several streaks of light whistled through the air.

笃.

A sharp sword pierces the wood.

Eleven swords, suddenly unleashed, arrived simultaneously, all with a single sound.

This skillful technique is truly unparalleled.

Yuan Qingli turned to look at the standing clown, and cold sweat poured down her face again.

Coupled with the abdominal pain, her face grew even paler.

Eleven flying swords struck, each one hitting a vital spot, and the clown on the red cloth was already dead.

The sword pierced through his body, pinning him firmly to the wall. Blood seeped into the red cloth following the wound, making it appear even darker.

My stomach hurt even more.

Yuan Qingli looked at the clown beside her and asked, "Are you looking for a partner to nail to the wall like this?"

"Sorry, that was a bad example. You need to find a teammate to throw flying swords at you."

"If you succeed, you can move on to the next level; if you fail, you have to eat it."

Even if you fail and are already ruined, is there still a chance to eat?

Yuan Qingli forced a smile, her curiosity still piqued: "Where are my teammates?"

"This entire hall is like that."

The green clown waved his large hand generously.

Choose whichever you like.

Yuan Qingli: "..."

Thank you. I'm still young and don't want to talk to Mr. Marx about life ideals so early.

Looking at the clowns filling the hall, Yuan Qingli fell silent.

In the silence, she called out Mu Yingshan's name in her heart.

The item "Sword Immortal" cannot be used.

Cooldown countdown: 5:40:10...

Unable to find familiar teammates for help, I had to find another way.

Yuan Qingli gathered her thoughts.

His gaze swept through the crowd and finally settled on one person.

"I choose him."

...

Let's go back 15 minutes.

Lu Xingyun sat on a bench inside the theater, watching the circus performance.

For acts like tigers jumping through hoops of fire, elephants stepping on balloons, and monkeys hanging upside down, etc.

Lu Xingyun was already used to it.

Moreover, I personally experienced the thrill of jumping through a ring of fire.

To be honest, watching it made him just want to sleep.

Turning to look at Bo Zijin, the domineering CEO seemed to be enjoying the sight.

"Why don't you think Yuan Qingli came to see the performance?" Lu Xingyun asked, leaning closer.

Upon hearing the name, Bo Zijin frowned almost imperceptibly and coldly uttered, "I don't know."

As the final program approached, perhaps due to the previous performances being too boring, quite a few NPCs left the stage early.

After several NPCs left, the group vaguely heard a thunderclap coming from the doorway.

It exploded into a bright, silvery-white light.

Remembering what the host had said before the performance started, everyone silently sat back down in their chairs.

The program has begun.

It was the aerial acrobat that Lu Xingyun and the others had seen today.

Several athletes were tossed around in the air, catching and maneuvering.

Extremely dangerous.

"Oh my, this is the grand finale, it's much more exciting than the previous ones. It's a pity that those who left early did so."

"Exactly! Leaving early and getting struck by lightning. It's not worth it at all!"

Voices came from all directions, but it was hard to tell who was speaking.

Lu Xingyun turned slightly to the side, staring at the rules in his hand and pondering.

"The second rule states that there will be no new projects, but you said that trapeze artists are not on the program."

Bo Zijin's brows furrowed as well.