Qi Yufei said speechlessly, "Is this third challenge testing the spirit of sacrificing oneself for the team?"
The stone tablet says that as long as everyone can successfully cross the bridge, the challenge will be considered a success.
However, some of the swords that kept coming at us were fake, and some were real.
A fake one will not harm a person's body if it passes through their body.
The damage it actually inflicts is real and ignores all physical defenses.
Although not fatal, it will definitely cause a lot of pain.
What's most ridiculous is that there's a line of small print below the level description.
[Friendly Reminder: You can choose an unlucky character to walk at the front as a human shield, sacrificing one person to preserve the team's overall strength so you can continue the next level!]
Gu Xiaochui looked at the small print and replied, "It depends, it should be."
The blades continued to strike them, and as time went on, the speed and number of attacks seemed to be increasing.
Because their movements were restricted, all of them sustained some injuries.
“In that case…” Yun Jing glanced at everyone, “who should go first?”
The group looked at each other in bewilderment.
Yun Jing added, "Fifth Junior Sister and I definitely can't do it. I'm short, and she's not big enough to stop the three of you tall guys."
The three tall men looked at each other, silently cursing the person who designed this simulated battlefield.
Achoo!
Outside the simulated battlefield, Rong Zi, who was yawning out of boredom, suddenly sneezed for no apparent reason.
Ning Lingling looked at her with a puzzled expression.
"Master? Are you cold?"
Rong Zi raised her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose, then shook her head.
"I guess someone misses me."
Ning Lingling: "...?"
Jun Moyao had an invisibility talisman on his body and was currently sitting on Rong Zi's shoulders, swinging his legs.
Hearing Rong Zi's words, he rolled his eyes. "Miss you? You're more likely to scold me."
Rong Zi grabbed Jun Moyao by the back of his neck and pulled him in front of her, giving him a dangerous look, and then poked his lower back with her other hand.
"What did you say?"
Jun Moyao's feet were off the ground, and his body swayed back and forth as she poked him.
He grabbed Rong Zi's fingers with his other hand, twitched the corners of his mouth, and changed the subject, saying, "I said you're right, someone must be missing you."
Even when a tiger is fallen into the plains, he endures it!
Rong Zi moved his white-haired head. "That's more like it."
Although the two interacted naturally, Rong Zi's behavior seemed outrageous to others.
Is this a pantomime?
The original five sect leaders and Murong Zhen sat on the high platform, while Rong Zi, as the top sect leader of this year's sect competition, was seated at the bottom closest to the high platform.
Shui Qingyue, who was on the high platform, noticed Rong Zi's behavior. She bent down and squatted on the edge of the platform, and waved to Ning Lingling next to Rong Zi.
Ning Lingling walked over, puzzled.
Shui Qingyue pointed at Rong Zi and asked her in a low voice.
"What is your master doing?"
After all, she was a cultivator at the Mahayana stage, and even at such a close distance, she could still hear Rong Zi's voice.
As for Jun Moyao...
Apart from Rong Zi, no one else could see him, and no one else could hear his voice.
Ning Lingling's eyes flickered, and she forced herself to explain, "Well, when my master has nothing to do, he likes to talk to himself."
"Your master's tastes are quite unique..." Shui Qingyue paused before continuing.
Ning Lingling: "Hehe..."
The content of the third challenge was transmitted to all the spectators present through the teleportation tablet.
Wang Qiwen clicked his tongue in amazement and said, "The rules for passing this level are really ruthless."
Especially the last line of small print.
That's incredibly hurtful.
Human shields? I can't believe the designers came up with that!
Lu Zhongyi was a little curious and turned to ask Murong Zhen, "By the way, where did this simulated battlefield come from? For nearly a hundred years, our cultivation world's grand competition has used it for elimination rounds, but the content of each challenge is different. The person who created it is really good at thinking things through."
This simulated battlefield belongs to Murong Zhen.
It's called a simulated battlefield, but it's actually just a spatial monument.
Inside the stele is a separate space, somewhat similar to the spiritual space in their cultivation world.
Murong Zhen replied, "I obtained it by chance outside the Immortal Treasury Secret Realm a hundred years ago."
This thing doesn't have any other use; it's only for training and overcoming challenges. So he simply had it used in the grand competition of their cultivation world.
Yan Yi exclaimed in admiration, "The person who crafted this immortal artifact must have been a master artifact cultivator with a spatial spiritual root!"
Although others cannot hear Jun Moyao's voice, Jun Moyao can hear what others are saying.
Jun Moyao overheard their conversation and scoffed.
"What kind of magical artifact? It's just a discarded, half-finished product."
Upon hearing this, Rong Zi looked at him curiously and asked in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Do you know about the simulated battlefield?"
Jun Moyao nodded. "I know him."
"Do you know the person who created it?" Rong Zi asked again.
Jun Moyao gave her a cryptic look.
Rong Zi looked at him with a puzzled expression. "Why are you looking at me? I'm asking you a question."
Jun Moyao nodded again.
"I know him too."
Rong Zi rubbed his hands together. "The fact that an old man like you recognizes this simulated battlefield means it must be an ancient artifact from tens of thousands of years ago. It's a real treasure, it must be very valuable, right?"
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