Chapter 83: The Past Reappears (Ch 83)

“Boy, if I were you, I would quickly find a place to hide until the trial is over. I would still have a chance to save my life.”

Mo Yingchen seemed to be thinking about something and nodded slightly, as if he agreed with Xue Lingsha’s words.

“Okay, thank you, I understand.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his wrist, and three pale bone spears suddenly appeared, with sharp sounds of breaking through the air, and went straight towards the Blood Spirit Evil.

The bone spear was extremely fast, and the Blood Spirit Evil had no time to react and was hit hard.

The huge impact force made him retreat repeatedly. He felt a sharp pain in his chest and a mouthful of blood spurted out, drawing a shocking arc in the air.

“You were the first to taunt the punishment.”

Mo Yingchen’s voice was cold and without a trace of emotion.

After saying this, he no longer paid attention to everyone, turned around, stepped onto the stairs, and his figure gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight.

At the foot of the mountain, the Blood Spirit Demon who was injured by the bone spear was shocked. He stared at the direction where Mo Yingchen disappeared, his eyes full of disbelief.

“He… is only a first-level, how can he be so strong?”

He covered his chest, his voice trembling, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock.

“bump!”

“bump!”

Two dull sounds were heard from the sky, and two figures fell to the ground in a mess, stirring up a cloud of dust.

This sudden change once again attracted everyone’s attention, and waves of discussions arose one after another.

“Is this the first failure today?”

A voice asked with a hint of curiosity.

“It’s the seventh one…”

Another voice answered with a hint of helplessness.

“These people are really something. If they don’t have the ability, why do they insist on going up? Is the reward for reaching the top so tempting?”

“Yes! Now we are self-aware. Isn’t it better to just sit down and wait for God’s blessing? Why do we have to go and break through?”

Someone echoed, with a hint of pride in their tone.

“Everyone is seriously injured. We will have to spend most of the time in the trial ground recuperating from now on!”

“For those of you who are still up there, who do you think has the best chance of reaching the summit first?”

A voice suddenly asked, leading the topic in another direction.

“If you ask me, it must be Mo Tian from the Purgatory Clan!”

Someone answered immediately.

“He has been up there for two days and hasn’t come out yet. He must be the one who has persisted the longest.”

“Long Yao of the demon race is also very promising. His physical body is invincible, so he should have a chance to reach the top.”

……

At this time, Lena, Redding and Xu Wen were also looking from afar in the direction where Mo Yingchen disappeared.

“Do you think Xiao Mozi can reach the top?” Redding asked with some doubt.

Reina said, “He will definitely reach the top. He is so strong. If he can’t reach the top, then no one else in this trial ground will be able to succeed.”

“I just don’t know if he can be the first to reach the summit before others.”

Xu Wen said firmly: “I believe in you, Boss. Reaching the top is inevitable. It is also possible to be the first to reach the top. Let’s just wait and see.” He is now a staunch supporter of Mo Yingchen.

……

The moment Mo Yingchen’s feet touched the first step.

A heavy pressure swept in from all directions like a mountain.

As if to grind him into powder.

He took a deep breath, and the blood flow in his body suddenly increased. It was the powerful physique of his wild blood body that was taking effect.

The muscles tense, the bones make slight creaking sounds, and every cell in the body is fighting against the sudden pressure.

After a moment, his body trembled slightly and he gradually adapted to the pressure.

Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the stone steps, making a slight “pat” sound.

He lifted his foot and stepped onto the second step.

The pressure suddenly increased, like an invisible hand squeezing his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

With every step forward, the pressure increases exponentially, as if there is no end.

He clenched his teeth, his face calm, and every step he took was extremely difficult, yet extremely steady.

The stone steps under my feet seem to have some kind of magic. Every time I take a step, a strange energy will surge into my body.

Washing over his limbs.

He could clearly feel that

Under the impact of this energy, subtle changes are taking place in my body.

The muscles are firmer, the bones are tougher, and even the spirit has become more concentrated.

This road to becoming a god is indeed worthy of its reputation.

However… Mo Yingchen was a little confused. If it was just pressure, then many of the races with strong bodies would be able to easily pass the test of this ladder.

With doubts in mind, Mo Yingchen continued to move forward.

The body continues to grow stronger as it resists the endless pressure.

Mo Yingchen couldn’t calculate how much stronger he was.

However, Mo Yingchen estimated that it had at least doubled!

As he stepped onto a staircase that looked no different from the previous ones.

The view in front of me suddenly opened up, and a platform made of bones appeared.

Mo Yingchen took a step forward, and the previous pressure suddenly disappeared.

A rumbling sound came from the other side of the platform.

A wild boar rushed over from that side.

Next came the Swift Rabbit, Slime, and Stoneman…

Shadow Crack, Zhao Hao, Vampire Count…

Savage…

All the battles and enemies that Mo Yingchen had experienced before suddenly appeared in front of him.

“Is it an illusion?” Mo Yingchen guessed.

But in the next moment, Huangman started a brutal charge and rushed towards Mo Yingchen.

The feeling of being blocked made Mo Yingchen realize instantly…

This is probably not as simple as an illusion.

What kind of illusion can block space?

Activate the flash skill attached to the cloak.

Forcefully dodge the brutal attack.

Mo Yingchen waved his hand to summon an army of undead and fought with numerous enemies.

Dali had a burly figure, and the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade in his hand was flashing with scarlet light and carrying a strong bloody smell as he chopped down at Huangman.

Huang Man had a blank expression on his face and faced the enemy with bare hands.

His iron fists had a faint metallic luster, as if they were made of fine steel.

“clang!”

There was a deafening bang, and the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade collided with the Savage Iron Fist, sparks flying everywhere.

Neither of them retreated at all.

Obviously, in terms of strength confrontation, Dali is not weaker than Huangman.

But Huangman’s body shook and he instantly appeared in front of Dali.

He clenched his right fist and, with a sound of breaking through the air, headed straight for Dali’s chest bone.

Dali held the Soul-Devouring Blood Blade across his chest to block the fierce attack.

“Bang!”

There was another muffled sound, and Dali’s entire body was blown backwards.

Dali stood up again in an instant, rushed forward, and slashed at Huangman with a knife.

“clang——”

A sound like a harsh metal friction suddenly rang out.

The Soul-Devouring Blood Blade in Dali’s hand chopped fiercely on the hard skin of the barbarian, but it only cut the flesh, causing a shallow wound, and failed to penetrate into the flesh and bones.

When Mo Yingchen saw this, his eyes lit up.

Can hurt!

This means there is a chance of winning!