"Could it be that this kid really swept everything by himself?"
Zhuge Yun's gaze was deep and thoughtful: "Probably not. If he really had mastered all ten gates, he'd probably be crying right now."
All eyes turned to him.
At first, they didn't quite understand, but when they recalled Su Yu's performance over the past few hours, they understood what it meant.
"These two, master and disciple, are indeed of the same ilk," everyone thought to themselves as they looked at Zhuge Yun.
As they were talking.
On the screen, Su Yu has reached the seventh level.
At this moment, his face was full of bitterness, as if he was prepared to face failure.
Everyone raised their eyebrows, some with excitement.
Some people even took out their fitness trackers, ready to record this historic moment.
Cheng Yong calmly said, "Don't worry, he can at least get through one more hurdle."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yu successfully passed the test, acquiring another master-level movement technique.
"Damn it..."
Everyone was speechless, reminding themselves once again that they should be kinder to this kid in the future.
Su Yu oscillated between success and failure, effortlessly manipulating the emotions of everyone in the observation room.
By the ninth level, he was truly at his wit's end.
That's all! There really isn't a single drop left.
......
Inside the observation room, Zhuge Yun, who had remained calm and collected, said, "You can start recording now."
After he finished speaking, no one had any thoughts.
"Eighteen years old, five mastered movement techniques, and three proficient movement techniques, what's so special about that?" Nangong Xing pouted.
"This kid is definitely a time management master!"
A group of people nodded in agreement.
"What a pervert!" Cheng Yong grinned from ear to ear.
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